Ein kleines Wort mit nur sechs Buchstaben. Aber es hat die größte Macht, alles chaotisch zu machen. Menschen überall in meiner Stadt haben beeinträchtigt. Die Natur bestraft uns.
Warum macht sie so?
Wegen unseres Handelns oder unserer Ignoranz …?
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Never was there discern bridging us, though my foolishness presumed it in every damn situation. Atleast once it could have concurred. But… no it didn’t still. Even today like yesterday. Searching my relics, no flash of ‘contentment’ in there. Like an extraneous one, I am muddled of what else it is then ???
Suddenly this thing stung to me ‘estrange’ and I find it contending.
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I always try to find solace in books. Yesterday I did try so when my mind was going blind thinking a lot. I just picked up a book that I have been owning without reading for quite some time. The book was something about finance and stuff. As I went through, it actually gave a clear and simple guide to how to make use of your money, which is obviously not about spending instead about saving up and investing. To be exact, it is about how to make your money work for you and generate ‘income from the income’ you got out of your profession. Though I did not know for what reason I bought one and chose that to read now, I found the concepts a bit interesting.
Just then arose a question, Is wealth everything?
I wanted to answer it. And my answer was not one but two, YES and NO.
Why? – intrigued with myself.
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2nd week has rolled out already, things are tangled in my head, stuffs like money, learnings, life, passion and career.
Wie dieses Bild—-» like this Picture
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That picture was from a long, long ago, on the tallest building with transparent glass flooring. The place was filled with people from various corners. I, as I stepped on the glass realized the eerie feeling that position gave me. My mind associated a question, Is this how someone feels when at the peak of emotions and feeling?
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You were never unwelcoming. Vast and wide are you and your arms calling me in. Just sight of you frees my caged heart. You make materials to dust, flesh and blood to carbon. Nothing around me steals my glance when you are in front of me. I wish you were a human, to hold as mine.
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The author cheekily signs his own review with his last name — Twist. But calling this book merely a “twist” would be an understatement. It grips you from the very first page and doesn’t let go until the final line. Each chapter left me agog, stunned by the sentences that closed them. More than once I had to check whether I was slipping into some kind of hallucination.
Want a dip into another world? Is your own getting a bit boring and you need a break? Then grab this book ASAP and let your mind sink into it. And remember: as you sink, stay in sync with the author — because his writing really does live up to his last name.
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Was my pain not worth than the vain, that you hold firm as prodigious of all…
Just the wrecks left, no use of even gathering them…
But the sarcasm of all is you not knowing the cause of the ruination…
It’s YOU – the cause…Maybe I was a mockery in your panorama…
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Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
