where should i start?on that day when i first joined school or the day which changed my life?on that time i didn't know how should i react when i lost my most precious thing....i just thought that , that was just a moment,which would change eventually..i grow up..i started to realise which i hadn't thought before..i started to like to stay alone..i started to talk about life,about incompleteness of life,about value of love,about everything.......there were few people who really wanted to listen what i wanted to say....but why should i complain? it's called life.
from my childhood i always liked to be loved..my mom was my first love..i stared at her always when she told me not to be sorry even though i was wrong..her lap was like best pillow for me..i enjoyed when she secretly kept last bite of snack from her share to me..but slowly i became too arrogant , i hurt her while she forgave me always.i continued to hurt her and she didn't even complain once.though i was sorry for everything i couldn't say sorry to her,as i just wanted her to forget everything that happened due to my mistake..but again why should i complain? it's called life.
if someone ask me if i get one chance to change my past what will i do? it will not take me a moment to answer..i just want to meet my father once again ..i just want to delete the day when i lost him..i can still remember the story of a poor farmer which he told me every time when i forced him to tell me a story...it was like an impossible bad dream when i heard what happen to him..i just wished a so called god will helped my father and he will return to me oneday..but i didn't know that god is only for coward..as there is no god..but again why should i complain? it's called life
light is faster than anything..but life is not on the list..life is faster enough to heal every wound cause by himself,to forget every pain that happened before. ..it is just shocking that it can make one innocent baby to wanted criminal in its life cycle..on the way of life i also forgot myself..i made friend..they became an important part of my life ..i found myself dependent on them ,though they hurt me in every step,life help me to forget and forgive them,.....but may be everything has limit...it was just surprising when my so called best friend made me feel sick..i couldn't forget that incident..i could not sleep on that night.how could he behaved like that..i couldn't believe it....but again why should i complain? it's called life
i just thought that may be someday i will find at least one person who will understand me,..but again why should i complain it's called life.
from my childhood i always liked to be loved..my mom was my first love..i stared at her always when she told me not to be sorry even though i was wrong..her lap was like best pillow for me..i enjoyed when she secretly kept last bite of snack from her share to me..but slowly i became too arrogant , i hurt her while she forgave me always.i continued to hurt her and she didn't even complain once.though i was sorry for everything i couldn't say sorry to her,as i just wanted her to forget everything that happened due to my mistake..but again why should i complain? it's called life.
if someone ask me if i get one chance to change my past what will i do? it will not take me a moment to answer..i just want to meet my father once again ..i just want to delete the day when i lost him..i can still remember the story of a poor farmer which he told me every time when i forced him to tell me a story...it was like an impossible bad dream when i heard what happen to him..i just wished a so called god will helped my father and he will return to me oneday..but i didn't know that god is only for coward..as there is no god..but again why should i complain? it's called life
light is faster than anything..but life is not on the list..life is faster enough to heal every wound cause by himself,to forget every pain that happened before. ..it is just shocking that it can make one innocent baby to wanted criminal in its life cycle..on the way of life i also forgot myself..i made friend..they became an important part of my life ..i found myself dependent on them ,though they hurt me in every step,life help me to forget and forgive them,.....but may be everything has limit...it was just surprising when my so called best friend made me feel sick..i couldn't forget that incident..i could not sleep on that night.how could he behaved like that..i couldn't believe it....but again why should i complain? it's called life
i just thought that may be someday i will find at least one person who will understand me,..but again why should i complain it's called life.
