Now when I say I will live longest possible on earth, I move my hands too to give my words an image in my mind. It does create a difference in my confidence and belief.
Welcome to a chapter of introspection and self-discovery. What follows is a dialogue with self, an intimate conversation that delves into the depths of one's thoughts, aspirations, and inner conflicts. This is not merely a monologue, but a discourse between different facets of the same being. In this chapter, you will witness a journey of questioning, reflection, and realization. It is a moment captured from the protagonist's narrative, a moment where they engage in a profound dialogue with themselves, exploring the intricacies of their desires, fears, and ambitions. As you immerse yourself in this self-talk, you will uncover layers of the protagonist's psyche, witnessing the tug-of-war between dreams and doubts, between contentment and the pursuit of more. This conversation serves as a pivotal moment in the protagonist's evolution, shaping their understanding of self and their place in the world. Through this intimate exchange, we invite you to ponder your own inner dialogue, to re
Captured by the dirt of my own mind, I fell in love again. After my wife’s death, I have been lonelier than heard by anyone.She was decent, celebrated, very beautiful lady! But on her death bed. Just like my wife has once been. Now, my objective was to save a living being! How? I cannot now speak! But if I tell you in coming chapters, will it be a repeat? Let’s speak of this social worker, educated, very intelligent, great-looking my second half.Am I being more than curious to have her as my wife?She has only few weeks before she is declared dead at 27. I am enormous! Not enormous but exactly of the size of me! Hey! Will you believe me? I don’t trust me in love! I can love anyone! But why do I always fall in love with someone close to death? Am I more than curious to be happy in least? Relationships don’t
Mighty day! Begins again! They value those who have been hunt by death over life! “Let’s celebrate it”, I said. Honey said, “It's a dew drop missing for it is summer.” Honey said as normally as she could, “Can we channelise emotions released by thoughts of disease and/ or death.” I answered, “Good question.but I am upset by your approaching death. If I fail to save you, I will this time stay alone my whole life. Then you have last stage cancer. How will emotional channels work in this? Please enfold! Whatever you say I will hold strong and safe.” Honey added, “I have heard people getting saved by building emotional channels towards more positive thought circles. There are many examples. One of them is being fresh with positive thoughts just as today’s dew!” She further said, “The one who makes others laugh is called a joker on earth. Why? Is he not engaged in the most essential job? Making humans happy for no reason is being stupid. Professionals are serious looking people who
The morning was about to come when I woke up my Honey and read to her the copy of positivity I wrote the whole night. I believed that focusing on positive thoughts would help her conquer her cancer-related illness. I was loud, bold, clear, and sympathetic to the situation. Here’s what I said after I wrote:"Creativity excels passion. Even dust turns gold when efforts are right. Within the joys unfolds. Joys climb high. Yes! Joys climb high. Virtues speak little. There is more that we can apply. Come care for more of roof, bread, wine, and water. We need to build up self as strong. For self as strong is excellence defined, under-defined, undefined.”“Come care more for self. Build strong the self. Let there be hope within reach of your life’s goal. Do not give up. Do not give way to adversity, any. You pray to self too. You pray. For perfection is not the neighbor’s play. You need to travel through to reach it, to place it high in your pray, in your play. Wise, wisdom, vision at play. C
The Alien: “During system deletions, many planets undergo complete destruction.”I said softly, “This must be a huge loss of life and commodities.”The Alien: “Yes! It is, but that’s just the minutest part of the whole. I mean the whole universe. We can't always accurately capture everything, and a single error in any solar system could lead to its demise."However, the significance of such planets isn't very potent." They are mild in developments, for example.”“You need not ascribe this to the misfortune of that planet in any way. We don't believe in misfortune in any form.“We build. We take care. If we fail, which we don’t generally do, dust is all that remains there.” I said, “But we have just one planet to our name. We cannot afford its loss.” The Alien asked, "Who stopped you from rising?" Why don't you propagate the human species now, when there is ample time?“Ample is never enough for you! Am I right? You work at the pinnacle of poverty; otherwise, you never take the proble
Today is the second day of guiding Honey through my words. She looks better than yesterday. I will be again loud and brave to heal her of cancer, yet another day, attempt to achieve this play. Amen.“Sufficiency excels efficiency. The two interdependent breed. There is knowledge of the cause. There is light in destitute. But within limits. We need to excel. We, as humans, need to excel, not on the corners of earth but at the center of it, through capabilities supreme. That’s the catch, that’s the vision. A repeat: We humans need to excel. We humans must excel. Why not then? We can build against what religion has overstated as our limits. We need to fight back storms. We cannot be victims. We need to stand tall.”“Efficiency will help meet sufficiency and break every known record. We humans have efficiency. A repeat: We humans need to excel, excel for the right cause, excel for the right cause. We humans need to grow older than our limits, breaking the bondages of diseases. We need to r
Today night I was frightened by the upcoming death of Honey, so I wrote and spoke the below content just for me: “Mercy, the resemblance of joys, or mercy, the joys. What’s ethical under the sky? The advent of dispute, or you aloof. What’s the norm to apply? There is no rigid distinction between good and bad. What makes you achieve is good; what fails you is bad. In the end, that’s the trend. What if you achieve in the wrong path? The world still appreciates you till it is not known the cause. The joyous resemblance of pain, no one cares for the dying dog. Pure attempt to fail, be it not be there in your record.”“Climb forward, climb like a frog, curtaining the cause. But how long, how long? Be good, my friend, be blessed your cause. Let the world rise ahead with your every attempt to hop. Blessed is the religion which, with a scientific mind, is yet to be met. Rest is all trash, rest should all be in trash.”“How much occupancy of mind will you play?”“Reason is through logic, logic
No, not a rat! I hate rats! I was a frog in my lab. A stuffy, puffy toy! I could not understand both love and life. I was as if a cow in a decline. I loved her more, but I hated wasting time on her. She was my bit at my lab. My wife has been my assistant all my life. She was speechless in my busy schedule. Her name was Amy, but she was more present in my heart than on any outside floor. I adored her more than the time I had to utter this. I was simply a frog in my lab who lived and slept there.To be obvious, I would require some facts. Now, where had I kept my facts? Somewhere far from my shoes. My points were on a paper I took the printout of in a half-sleeping position. But raised enough to fall straight and sharp on the floor to be deep in sleep there. Ha!Let me organise myself a bit before I introduce myself. Yes! Now I am ready. The facts say I have done PhD with a gold medal, and I have worked in this broken lab for the past 25 years of my settled life otherwise. Facts also pro