Secrete SmileNo, It's quite usual to everyone when you smile alone for no reason and if someone suddenly appears, You just hide your joyful moments and a drop then rolls from the left eye. Meanwhile you are thinking: 'Why was I smiling actually? and why did I turned to shed drops rolling from my eyes to the cheek. A fellow then hits you on back: 'OH HELLO!' and you are now coming back to the real life.
Really such old memories are so precious, even more precious than a diamond. I am just wondering, why am I still holding these small pieces of stone in my hand and smiling. Just to feel, the memories are still alive and these pieces have something special in them that begin me to smile. In actual with some smiley faces made by a friend are keep on remembering me the past. Beautiful past and an unending love. May be hidden inside the soul which is never expressed but yes! felt many times at many places on many occasions intentionally.
Philosophical JokePHILOSOPHICAL JOKE
Interesting, But not too! How do you feel when a jug of dark chocolate thrown at you? Although you love it but you will feel annoying and the voice evokes: "Why me?" Huh!
Such bad feelings come straight in your way often. How to ignore and be a part of it? Pour your head into the coka-powder and become 'Magnum'.. haha
I usually get confused and reserved in these situations. May be finding water and become 'Melted Chock bar' but that's how I am. Find out yourself! To be a part of reality is difficult sometimes but just to see as how it is going and keeping away from it is quite formal. Limits does matter, but for how long? From 12am to 12pm?
Leave the world as it is and become intuitionist for the time and you will start loving the moment automatically. Great-fullness of the thought and purity of a heart are the ideal things but not too difficult to achieve as such. The attitude should be: "Yes! I love dark-chocolate even if it is thrown at me
Suspended SoulSomewhere in between finding new ways I am grasped by some non-physical things, complex thoughts, un-ending information, suspended soul and restless appearance are pulling me down somewhere inside the soul of Earth yet I am going neither down to earth nor at the surface and suspended by some imaginery hook from where I can watch the childish happiness, richness of words, shameful nation, inceasing shutter speeds, floating humans and struggling labour.
It is now becoming a renissance of my infra-structure. The lines of my destiny are still rolling I am stick to my existance. My rational is asking so many questions to my soul but it is not even answering a single question yet behaving abnormal to me. My Soul, a soul which causes spirit of changing the world is now behaving like an un-conscious being. A soul of hidden powers, day dreaming, a soul of cross-hatching & broken strokes, a soul of dramatic series, a soul of thoughtfulness, a soul of un-ending ideas, a soul of a planned structur