Friday, February 29, 2008

Value Life

I woke up to a terrible head ache. WHole world looked a shallow water where u culd see nothing and no life. A matrix and much more perplexed thoughts went into my mind. I was feelin drunk last night and a kind of amnesia. Blood started woozing out from my lips and ears. Not sure what happened last night. Clueless and confused . All that I remember is a CRY and nothin else. Slept like a dog as if it was a bad dream but when opened my eyes , the same CRY came from my heart. Did something happened in Night ? Not sure ...Walked into the kitchen , drank some water to my fullest and went to rest room and kept my eyes as low as possible. I was dyin...the same CRY crippled me....unable to think , not able to see and not to know how to stop that CRY. Sun started to set and birds chirp around to their NEST and I was shattered . IT haunted me every where and all tht I could remember is just that CRY....help me GOD...I prayed to my heart and just wandered in my dreams. The sounds of a CRYIN GIRL set the FIRE every corner and I just slapped to BED ...no movements , lip locked and tears in eyes.....help me GOD ....I prayed to my heart.........She was badly injured and I was told there is no hope for her as she was brain dead. I was helpless ....I wondered why I owe her so much and she came to my dreams again & again. She is not my friend nor a sweet heart but yet her eyes stuck me and tears in my eyes....I could not stop her ......help me GOD...I prayed to my heart...She stood brain dead and she was lying in a pool of blood......All that I remember , I was drunk last night and not knew what happened.........2 months later , she was dead and I stopped dreaming.......She crashed my life...She is not my friend nor a sweet heart but yet her eyes stuck me and tears in my eyes....I could not stop her and she was gone for ever................VALUE LIFE - THIS IS A WORK OF PURE FICTION and IMAGINATION of a GIRL who was pushed for a flesh trade , when resisted ,beaten badly and hurt and the intensity you felt when you encounter HER horrific state....

Kathihar to Kennedy - The Road Less Travelled by Sanjay Kumar

It’s a cliche when I read this book and reflect some of my own beliefs about having a purpose-driven life. This book amazed me for 2 reaso...