I want to continue writing non sense

Why most people stop writing is because they think that their writing doesn’t make sense and hence they stop(or this is my way of understanding their break), but me on the other hand, want to write non sense and keep continuing it. Why? Because not everything has to make sense just like our lives.

We live it and try to enjoy it to the most but most of the time it doesn’t makes sense to us. Why we such things? Or the main purpose behind it. We just do it. Similarly, writing is to me. I don’t have to know what you understand from my blog but I just have to write and make sure it confuses us all more 😂

I am a proud believer of happily confused group. I love to be confused and it feels good to have many options and choose whichever I want. Confusion is a Bliss and trying to remain happy in it is an art. I am trying to become a good artist in this aspect. 😎

What do you like to do when things don’t make sense to you? Drink water? Sleep? Write non sense stuff? What?

P.S.: Stay blessed! 😍

First Post As Guest Blogger ;)

Hey fellow bloggers 🙂 Well,  the title says it all! 🙂 I’ve been blogging at http://www.chotisibaatein.wordpress.com, for about four months now, it’s been amazing and you guys know me by my username : fictionistasan. 🙂 Excited to contribute to Darshith’s amazing blog 🙂 😀 Will try to do my best! 🙂

It is said that you can never go wrong with quotes, so here are some beautiful ones from the book : “To Kill A Mockinbird” which I started reading three days ago. The book is marvellous, will resume reading it again once I’ve finished typing this post 😛 😛

“If there’s just one kind of folks, why can’t they get along with each other? If they’re all alike, why do they go out of their way to despise each other? Scout, I think I’m beginning to understand something. I think I’m beginning to understand why Boo Radley’s stayed shut up in the house all this time. It’s because he wants to stay inside.”

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“You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view… Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.”

“I wanted you to see what real courage is, instead of getting the idea that courage is a man with a gun in his hand. It’s when you know you’re licked before you begin, but you begin anyway and see it through no matter what.”

What are you reading now? 🙂 Have you read this classic? 🙂 Let me know in the comments below 🙂

Its not about you!

Same goes for me also!!

a touch of my saint!

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Whenever I feel grumpy,Whenever I feel stiff
Whenever I want space,Whenever I need surrender
Its not about you
Whenever I feel void,whenever I feel remorse
whenever I feel estrange ,Whenever I am entangled in thoughts
Its not about you
Wherever I need solace ,Whenever I need peace
Whenever I blame,Whoever I curse,Whatsoever I yell about
Its not about you
Whenever I feign smile, Whenever I condescend
Whenever I am nuts,Whatever I am bantering nonsense
Don’t you for God’s sake ever think, its about you
Whenever I ‘ll say something, However I ‘ll say directly
So stop fidgeting around with negativity
Somethings  have to do with me, not with you
Get this,its not always about you,Its about me this time

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Anonymous

Simply awesome!!

Dear Sylvia

There was a boy.
He was a boy too. Once,
When he met You and held You
and wanted to make You his.
The night You said yes, he walked
in a frenzy of love and fear
and the future casts it’s shadows
and they grew heavier on the boy.
Now tell me,
You who were his love,
You who were his friend,
do You remember
that solemn, earnest boy?
Do Your eyes ever turn like his
to the heedless skies
and their laughing mirrors
of diverse scorn?
Do You ever dream of his dreams?
Do You feel his hurt
across the oceans? Do You see him
as he sees you, riding clouds
that rage fire, pouring flaming hail,
scorching the prairies of his heart?
Do You see the rubble
of the cities he built
for You and the future?
Do You see how small he feels,
holding the small…

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A Problem Person or A Solution Person?

One of the most positive blogs I have come across recently. Differentiating person and acting on it to make ourselves and others better is the way to live.

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Everyday we’re confronted by problems and challenges in varying degrees. They are seemingly endless. “My boss hates me! I can’t deal with Sally. I have no friends.”

With each passing day, more seem to arise, till they consume us. The only thing you crave is a breath of fresh air, as you desperately gasp.

Running away isn’t a permanent solution. You have to deal with them head on. You have the option between two different types of people.

Are You a Problem Person?

Unfortunately, the majority is this person. Sometimes, I’m this person. I focus on the problems and wallow in them, letting them consume me, till they affect everything.

Thoughts, feelings, and habits all go down the tubes, as I internally scream, ‘why me!’

This type of person is only concerned with one thing – when is the next problem going to arise? They expect more problems, and it’s almost like…

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