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The Big Investments Invest right. And collect the benefits all along the way. Invest wrong and gamble today. Suffer tomorrow. Why not invest right. Investment, one should realise, is not of a material, but of the attitude with which you invested the material. Invest the attitude of compassion for all. And not the attitude of insecurity and greed. #review

Choose wisely #review#poetry#Abhijit Before falling from the cliff Before hanging your neck on the rope Just think once of your family And your friends with all the memories and hope Ever imagined the consequences of your act on others Imagine your crying mother Your numb father Taking your ash in a canister You may have suffered a lot For that you could cry But no one ever gave you consent Consent to die It’s hard to fight the outside world While the battle within is way more fierce Only to end the suffering of yours Don’t kill yourself, Oh Dear! You are precious, don’t you see? You don’t have to die, I plea! Because you could become the reason of someone’s life A reason of their happiness, a reason for their smile At last its your life you shall decide Die in the utter loneliness of your misery Or like a brave accept the challenge And thrive on to survive.

Choose wisely #review#poetry#review Before falling from the cliff Before hanging your neck on the rope Just think once of your family And your friends with all the memories and hope Ever imagined the consequences of your act on others Imagine your crying mother Your numb father Taking your ash in a canister You may have suffered a lot For that you could cry But no one ever gave you consent Consent to die It’s hard to fight the outside world While the battle within is way more fierce Only to end the suffering of yours Don’t kill yourself, Oh Dear! You are precious, don’t you see? You don’t have to die, I plea! Because you could become the reason of someone’s life A reason of their happiness, a reason for their smile At last its your life you shall decide Die in the utter loneliness of your misery Or like a brave accept the challenge And thrive on to survive.

SOVEREIGNTY OF BEING COURTEOUS In today's vast society, people are inhabiting their life to fulfil something that they forced to do. one among millions of people have only had the paunch to do that they truly want. That is the main reason for rising suicidal rate in the past few decades. People should be empathetical to one another regardless of superiority factors. Everyone is born with their unique features so we must accept others as they are, to do so firstly, we need to accept ourselves the way we are and what we do and don't try to fit in the wrong territory. Captivating societal supremacy gives us nothing but wastage of our good present days. Be yourself and do what you love maybe it is not pertinent for some people who bound to do things as a part of their responsibility facets. To avoid such circumstances everyone should work for themselves and don't accept things from others. let them do what they truly want and free them from your breadths. If we Didn't change ourselves then none can be do something for us Don't let your narrow mentality spoil yourself and other people around you. it might be your son, daughter, wife, sister, brother or even your subordinate don't fetch their unique power to fulfil your selfish needs, it might take only seconds to change our decision perhaps from that decision you might able to give them their true selves, Power of being most gracious human is one of the momentous things we need to spread into this conservative society, don't treat your subordinates as your slave and your children as the means of living life you wished for and controlling your wife as the robot made to please you. Try to rectify yourself and make a difference and eventually you will understand how incredible is our tiny human lives of this profound Universe. #poetry#review#iam

The roots of thy vices shalt be slashed with dagger of thy utmost morality for tis but an illusion that thou consider thyself a saint dressed in extravagance! #review#grace#quote

#review #THe_Rob... #poetry Nor the Metals, Neither the Papers can buy you joy. Nor the Name-Fame , Neither the rule can give you permit to Enter the Heaven. Nor it can Save you from Infinite-fire of Hell or give a Postponement to your Death. Its all Deed- That wounds the Bleed. That Sows the Fortune-Seed. That gives your Stomach Feed. That Draws the Hand in Need.

SOVEREIGNTY OF BEING COURTEOUS In today's vast society, people are inhabiting their life to fulfil something that they force to do. one's among millions of people have only had the paunch to do that they truly want. That is the main reason for rising suicidal rate in past years. People should be empathetical to one another regardless of superiority factors. Everyone is born with their unique features so we must accept others as they are, to do so firstly, we need to accept ourselves the way we are and what we do and don't try to fit in the wrong territory. Captivating societal supremacy gives us nothing but wastage of our good present days. Be yourself and do what you love maybe it is not pertinent for some people who bound to do things as a part of their responsibility facets. To avoid such circumstances everyone should work for themselves and don't accept things from others. let them do what they truly want and free them from your breadths. If we Didn't change ourselves then none can be do something for us Don't let your narrow mentality spoil yourself and other people around you. it might be your son daughter wife sister brother or even your subordinate don't fetch their unique power to fulfil your selfish needs, it might take only seconds to change our decision but perhaps from that decision you might able to give them their true selves, Power of being most gracious human is one of the momentous things we need to spread into this conservative society, don't treat your subordinates as your slave and your children as the means of living life you wished for and controlling your wife as the robot made to please you. Try to rectify yourself and make a difference and eventually you will understand how incredible is our tiny human lives of this profound Universe. #review

Look at the sky-- What do you see? The Dusk laying in ambush-- Or, a tiny piece of the Baked-Sun-- Lost in serendipity-- Look at the Ocean-- What do you feel? A cursed breeze of Nowhere-- Or, a divine wave tickling your toes-- In the eternal reservoir of possibilities-- Quiet-- Oh! So quiet-- Are you on the Ship of Death Or, your heart is at peace? #review#Sbh#poetry

SOLITUDE Do they ever look beneath the smile; Broad and warm with life And see the real me; Sad and lost and wandering? Do they? Do they ever listen to what I say, And feel how empty my words are, However full they sound to be? Or is their story all that matters? Do they ever see I'm suffering, Trying hard not to crumble to pieces, And be carried away by the raging waters, To place of no return__ insanity!? If they do, then why NEVER, have they asked; Listened or cared to embrace me And tell me "Everything will be okay"? Do they really care? Or am just an Island, In the middle of an ocean, Where the boats don't dock, And the birds don't nest... Am I an Island of solitude? #review#AI#Poetry

Midnight Sun #Abhijit#review Below on the earth a child sees the sky For him it’s the eternal like stars as fireflies Twinkling in the dark, dim and bright From there he sees a faint white ray It was the sun that came at midnight Slowly the sun rose Shining the whole city Like a king claiming his lost kingdom While looking at his subjects with loathe and pity The sun was transforming in a mushroom cloud It was dust and heat all around While it made the sky enshroud The child’s eyes dazzled, happy to see the sun Making himself forget the world It now shone so bright even gazing will make us blind A sound passed through every ear Bursting the ear drums and burning the skin The child vanished it thin air Never to be seen.

Winter night On a freezing cold winter night, I sat by the frozen lake, The glossy Moon & the glimmering stars, As if lying there infront of my eyes, Being reflected in that pellucid ice. I sat under the bower of trees, Swaying & fluttering away with the gust of cool breeze, Shedding off the snow flakes, From its snow ridden branches & leaves. With traces of snow on my eyelashes, A furry jacket & knee high boots, Sunken deep in the ground, Wrapping me up the dense white smoke from all around. Being a part of such a mesmerizing moment, That other poets long for, All I wish is for nothing more, Fills my heart with joy galore. #review#San#poetry

Winter night On a freezing cold winter night, I sat by the frozen lake, The glossy Moon & the glimmering stars, As if lying there infront of my eyes, Being reflected in that pellucid ice. I sat under the bower of trees, Swaying & fluttering away with the gust of cool breeze, Shedding off the snow flakes, From its snow ridden branches & leaves. With traces of snow on my eyelashes, A furry jacket & knee high boots, Sunken deep in the ground, Wrapped up by white smoke from all around. Being a part of such a mesmerizing moment, That other poets long for, All I wish is for nothing more, Fills my heart with joy galore. #review#poetry#San