The worlds just playing
It is just making you saying
You are making a fool out of yourself
What is wrong with you?
You can cut through them
You know they can’t beat you
You are just not working the way
Useless for me to say
They can’t understand you
Cause you are different
They think you can be bent
Show them what you are made of
Show them you can build your own tent
You think fast , they are slow
They will never last, they will never know
I say you go with the flow ,
Also target the priorities with your bow.
Sometimes attitude won’t just matter
Speak up loud, don’t just utter
People are going to talk at your back
They are just full bullshit sack
Show them what you are made of
Show them your fears
Let them know about your tears
Let them know about your story
Show them that you are worried
Show them that you care
Let them know that you are buried
Let them know what you can bear
Show them what is special about you
Show them what is that they don’t have
Let them know how to beable to see the other day
Let them know what isabout the other day
They will laugh at you,
You are your own kind
Don’t let others ruin your mind!
Do what you love to, have to!
Ignore could’s and make it happen!
If you will , I can pay your bill.!!
“umm, where to start? “- my first reaction to this topic. Its not that i have been asked to write about it , but i just wanted to speak about my thoughts on life.
As you can read here, i gave life in the notation of a rubik’s cube. “Why? Why did i do that? of all the things on this earth why is life (to me) a rubik’s cube?“.
Life deals with emotions, and as explained by psychologists;
Emotion is a complex mental status, physical activities (like movements) along with the hormonal secretion from the body accompanied by the thoughts in process.
To explain emotion: “please concern your message to the almighty.”
We all experience this emotions every single second of our life. To be honest, I myself can’t figure my emotions out & i cant figure out what deal of emotions the person in front of me carries. To those who can actually understand emotions of life, my salute to you. You are blessed.
Now, about the Rubik’s cube; the cube with six faces and nine separate subdivisions on each face, where each face contains a solid color, solved by a (many) mathematical algorithms. (The brief about the cube).
Six faces of the cube : emphasises six different emotions of people.
Those emotions are ;
combining each of these six emotions, a complex reaction of these further produces more emotions. Its hard to compile the thoughts, even if you do people think of you as a psychic.
–this article is of 250 words exact leaving this note that i will be back with the next part of the life – Rubik’s cube tomorrow or maybe later. why this sudden break? i lack concentration. (great disadvantage.) You must be thinking what a pathetic writer!, well i am no writer. I just type on a blank sheet with words making my own sentence. please forgive me for my incompetence.
As an engineering student, we usually celebrate after any of our internals or external exams get over. To keep moments and track of where we are now, and where we wanna be.
Yesterday @10/05/2016 me and my friend, we tried to hike things up a bit more than the usual. We decided to take rum. Sincerely this would be the first time i was drinking. We were casual and we hid in the garden ofvour college campus to enjoy ourselves altogether. On the first three sips, i felt a burning sensation and i got a tingy little feeling that this is gonna end up being bad or worst. My friend told me that the burning sensation was going to be okay and we continued. While i was in the half of the bottle, i felt the dizzyness and a bit lightheaded. I enjoyed it, i won’t lie. But since this was my first time i decided not to push myself and at the end i gave up saying i cant have more, now i am gonna puke. In the mean time my friend finished his part and i couldn’t feel that he was fully high and drunk, looking at him, he asked me arent you gonna finish that? And i raised the bottle and said , here, finish mine and then we will move to the hostel. My biggest mistake was giving him the extra part of mine. The next thing i know is i tried to wake him up,slapped him kicked him, he probably didn’t feel anything. I don’t know. I started shouting and wasting no time i called my friends, his roommate and one of my class mate to come and get us from the greenhouse shed, where we were. It all seemed so funny but it wasn’t until we ended up with the guards and our hostel caretaker incharge. Since, i wasn’t that high, i tried to make a story but nothing fits the location of where we were found. I was still continuing to wake my friend and somehow escape the deep hole we were in. Nothing worked out. I couldn’t think of anything and i was getting irritated by the slightest noise and the language of the people. At the end, i kept calm and sat down because now i have got the feeling of puking and this time i couldn’t stop and i puked infront of the caretaker. Seeing us in our conditions, we were told to leave the college campus and be drunkards everywhere, my friends were trying hard to keep us within the hostel but nothing works out. Later i called up one of my friends who stays in a flat with some other guys and asked if we could come over at his place for the night. Now , we’re really fucked up. Hired an auto and left for his place where we got to stay the night and leave the next day. Because, the next day we were going to face the disciplinary committee and it wasnt gonna be easy. Thinking of all these things around i have lost my sleep and i started writing up this para.
It was A Bad Descision.