a story..

a story..

when he woke up..he found himself in a graveyard..his body full of scars ..scars of his colour,his identity,his religion,his family,his betrayal to his own self in the name of survival…he looked back..counting the last minute of his boyhood..what he remembered was how he grew to become a monster from a god…

silence surrounding him..what he saw is ghost were sitting silently wishing nothing on their respective places..but when he saw at city..he saw..people shouting ,looting,reap,greed..the silent spectators were full of dirt ..in their veins..

suddenly his life clock stopped..now he also sitting silently near his lifeless body..with no scars on his body..

suddenly a new born baby cried in a building n there again started a proper training of making him from god to monster..day by day..minute by minute..

-sam…

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zereion

hello,basically till now i am inventing myself..who am i really? life is just going on..nothing newness..that is the worst thing..people say that i have unique vision to look at things..i like to make mistakes and i think there must be freedom to make mistakes.. i like to think on me..think on society,how can i help the world..can i change this world and stop it from going toward destruction..my soul says.. one day just keep going.. i am not worried about my future..i know my abilities.. sometime i think age is just a number.. i am 25 years old..although i am not big enough but my thinking is old enough to deal with any problem..i think i am already 100 years old..i have my own way to see the world nor i am bound to any worldly rule ..just i want to grow with time.. and about my writing,it just takes minutes to write something..it is only possible for me when it comes from heart..from my pure consciousness.. actually i like many things..meditating,writing stories,poems,photography,cooking,planting trees,reading books,going outside n observing faces.. now a days working on effective ways of studding..and basically writing a book named a story of nothing.. I LIKE TO CONVEY MY MESSAGE IN SIMPLEST WORDS YET MEANINGFUL ONE.. #i.also.have.dreams@gmail.com

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