Our problems are only ours and no one else's. The world is turning into a burning ember and our problems are burning in it. Ignoring our irritation and annoyance, Children have stopped playing in the children's park and even the jugglers have fed in various tricks in the mobile app. The once skilled spectators do not look here giving the excuse of not having time. News of violence and murders slip in front of the eyes like intimate activities. The situations are extremely difficult but we do not get frustrated and disappointed and certainly not aggressive, even if we become aggressive, it does not show! I want to immerse my troubles in a deep sea far away from the narrow streets I am overwhelmed by the sound of all kinds of drums, music systems, vehicles In this world filled with advertisements, everything is acceptable to me, in an unacceptable posture With great difficulty we freed the kidnapped truth not so that Jhunjhuna becomes the mistress of some politician, he makes a lot of noise and we dance Let us pray for destruction against time, come We need new production Absolutely fresh! Immediately! Immediately!
When we are killed Then perhaps the child Who used to get toffees in return for delivering our letters Will cry the most for us.
I talk to the stars, you will see that one day I too will become a star
Often the other person- before talking to me, first finds out about my sources of income.. and then takes the conversation forward
To slit the throat, keep a blunt knife or a sharp one The work will be done as you want it to be The whitewashing of the possibility of coordination with misleading songs
Clouds have their own system, where the white one boasts of being black!