Prologue of 'Love: it never ends'

Science says that when our eyes see something, the image takes time to reach our brain. Maybe just a nanosecond. That means what we see happening around us has already happened. It means we live in life which has been lived already.

There are certain events we wish hadn’t occurred, but we have to accept because those would only be reflections of the things which have already happened. There are things we don’t want to know, but we have to learn. There are people we can’t live without, but we have to let them go. This is life, we live this, and sometimes it gives us choices. We live with our choices; we choose one option from many by thinking that it’s the right one. But what we decide is right is based on just a few theories or assumptions just like in science.

I know, it’s not worthy to compare life with science. In science, people change the choices in experiments, wherein life, we have to stick with one choice that we made because no one can unring the bell. We have to stick with it because we don’t know what’s right and wrong, we define it in our own way.

Life is like a mirror; it reflects everything, but what we see depends on the angle at which we are watching. We cannot see every sign life puts in front of us, and still, life is not unfair at all to anyone. When it closes all the doors, it opens another one. All we have to do is to find the newly opened door. Most of the people stay at the closed door and regret and curse life or God. Maybe I was one of them too.

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Silence Speaks

I came home with an extra pencil and eraser today, he picked me up, my dad, and put a hand on the left cheek and rubbed gently. It’s not good to take other’s thing, give it back tomorrow, he said with a loving smile. He pulled me closer, you shouldn’t do that again, he said and kissed. I was five years old. Who was I to listen to him? I was eating chocolate, looking here and there, hoping no one was watching me. How was the chocolate? He asked when I came home. Colours of happiness on my face replaced with a blank expression. He didn’t ask how I got the chocolate. He probably knew I must have stolen it from somewhere, from someone. He got angry, he wanted to slap but my mom couldn’t let him do so. I was just seven years old. He threw a few words in anger. I got more homework and no dinner. But who was I to listen to him? I was playing cricket with friends on the street. My father came from the office, watched us play for some time. He smiled and taught me the right way to d

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My Guardian Angels

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Voice to My Thoughts!!!

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