You Are..

You Are...




You are strong...
When you take your grief and teach it to smile.



You are happy...
When you overcome our fear and help others do the same.



You are brave...
When you see a flower and are thankful for the blessing.



You are loving...
When your own pain does not blind you to the pain of others.



You are wise...
When you know the limits of your wisdom.



You are true...
When you admit there are time you fool yourself.



You are alive...
When tomorrow's hope means more to you than yesterday's mistake.



You are growing...
When you know what you are but not what you will become.

Oh my GOd.. I dont like this world..

Ohh my GOd.. I dont like this world..



Why do people have to be so cruel?
Why can't we just get along?
Why can't we be generous and kind?
Why can't we flow like a song?

We never agree about fights an endless battle.
Even against our brother.

Sticks and stones may break my bones.
Words will never hurt.
This statement feels so untrue.
When your treated like dirt.

For many cruelty is natural.
It passes like a trend.
You never stop to think about.
The messages you send.

People try to fit in.
Every single day.
Hoping low.

God made everyone in a unique special way.
Many aren't persuaded.
Only because you proved them wrong.
And made their hearts deflated.

Every day is an obstacle for most.
Though so simple it may seem.
As you dodge insult after insult.
Dodging everything mean.

Don't judge a book by it's appearance.
Take a look inside.
There are so many things in this story.
I promise you will find.

My Auto Biography! The day I was Born…

My Auto Biography!

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My mum was 8 months pregnant. Yes , yes she was expectin me



But good things doesn’t come that easily so, one day while my mum was comin bak frm sumwhere, while steppin out of da DTC bus, she fell dwn and fractured her left leg

Since then all da tym she tells me dat I had been a



much before I ws born
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Anyways, it was da morning of May and my mum ws in pain.


She knew it ws tym to rush to da hospital as it ws her second tym.



I ws goin to be born soon, da lil' devil

Mum was taken to da labor room



Papa & Bro waitin outside for da gud news.



Every second felt like an hour to them. Heart pounding faster n faster.



Would it be a gal child/wouldd it be a boychild. Is everythin okay inside?

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My father wanted a gal child coz he already had a son. In between all these thoughts a nurse came rushin towards him, wid a big fat smile on her face…it’s a gal, it’s a gurl!

Yes, yes I ws BORN….on this big day of May





It had rained heavily that day, probably God ws all in tears to loose one of his lil’ sweeties……



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World Of My Own

I have a world of my own...

I think with my own mind,
I feel with my own heart,
I see world with my own eyes,

I sense things with..
my very own peculiar angels,

I'm the boss of my life!
I know where i wanna be
I know how i wanna be
I know when i wanna be!

Yess!!!

I Have A World Of My Own!!!