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 GOOGLE IMAGE An unsold book has no value like an undelivered letter. When the words are written needs a destination. It looks dicey to deliver. I titivated it with full heart, felt tizzy while starting, now serving to all. Never be unsold it. Make SUPERNOVA.

  PIC CREDIT: GOOGLE You could be the other one Alas! still you are Pradyumn. We all know that you're no more But your silence is screaming so far. You're wriggling every time to be free. All universe was yours Yet you fought alone. Not only you were defeated by tyranny,  It's a collapse of humanity. When the brutal hands were getting close to you,  Compassion got faint. You were squeezed thoroughly, Sentiments are feeling your suffocation. Poor destiny took you away from us. But you would still live  in every words craved on hearts. Your pain would be acidifying us In centuries. We would die every moment For the sake of humanity, Why couldn't we save you from rascal? Your pious soul will question to us 'Was it my sin to be Pradyumn?'

I CREATE MYSELF EVERY TIME.

I    have            chosen                        nothing,                                     Everything                                 is                  destined             to     me.

When you are planning a party, it should be your priority of only one guest in the party.

Should we stop ourselves every time to live in childhood? It's a tag thing with each of us. We should keep us away from mistakes. Mistakes are for children only. Then why shouldn't we live in our childhood. Sarah Neish says...Knowing when to step in and when to stay back can be tough, but it’s also one of the best parenting tools you have. It means we have to stay on tough things. According to Dr John Buckner from Harvard Medical School ‘Learning to control anger and frustration are the building blocks for coping in life.'  Most of the research work and literature indicate about children's mistake. Who is indulge to think about elders mistake? According to Diana (Princess of Wales), "I don't go by the rule book... I feed from the heart not the head." I started my one day in my own way.. I held the cup of tea carelessly and the pattern of the bed sheet from spilled tea was really giving a nice shape to my mischief. Thus I started a day ...