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Being a nice person?
Treat everyone fairly . Be polite, doting , sagacious , scrupulous and compliant . Do not bear any grudges . Do not be cranky or nefarious . Always give helping hands to these who are in need. You must find the common ground , despite the fact that your stomach is turning , when this person is emerging in your horizon. Do not desecrate anyone. Do not strike back at these people who offended you. Kindness is going to vanquish and spearhead the gaudy luminosity in this violent and grey world. These phrases which I have learnt by rote have been reiterating from my grandparents , parents , teachers and even strangers .Conviviality and clemency are the most potent tools on which our perceptions are decreed on , but why am I obliged to put up with someone’s negligent and big-headed behaviour . Why must I turn up blind eye on person’s awful misdeeds toward me? It is not fair . However , no one was listening to mine squeaks , I was clammed up and left to grapple with my own musings and questions in hush and blackness.
By VerboseThinker2 years ago in Confessions
I am not enough
That morning was encrusted and sprinkled with snow, slippery slopes on which I was able to trundle , giggle and count my blessing , as my childhood has never been bored to tears , malicious or glum . The sun was jutting out of the wholly-latent clouds , its rays were gleaming on my puerile , young and always-smiling face . Parents have been toiling around the car , as it did not ignite and I was already late for my school . By the way , I have always been the most punctual , work-obsessed and hard-working girl , who had incessant , insatiable hunger for learning new thing by rote , bizarre concepts , zapping my classmates by using my intelligence and standing as the best apprentice . My teachers were always showering praise on me , as from my infancy the desire for learning foreign languages and reading as many as possible books has aroused on the surface and has never left its place . Also , I was orthodox person , who was going on pilgrimage quite frequently and professing the love which God is giving us unconditionally . Acclaim was swirling from even singe corner , from my teachers , grandparents , parents , some mates and me. Yes , I was still praising myself until one day which has revolved my world , halted my visions and left my annihilated and decimated . Just crawl and trawl in my own adversities and tears . My parents have found the solution and we have finally hit the road , nonetheless hectic and nauseous skidding was making my stomach turn .And this day has approached me . Not another quintessential day . Evocative and vengeful .
By VerboseThinker2 years ago in Confessions
