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The Illusion.Nikita Bhanushali · 2 min read · 527 readsHumans are frantic in nature. They run after success, crave for attention and strive to keep their pride high. From losing focus of who they are to gain what's theirs to fighting to be in the position for the rest of their lives. We keep on running in circles to achieve several things in life not realising the consequences of it. When the burden of responsibilities increases to a point of exertion the human mind drowns itself in the sorrows of the heart. Trying to live in the present with worries of the future, his past haunts him in his dreams. The minute his eyes open he works like a robot under the clutches of his insecurities with the hunger to prove himself.
He succumbs into the habit of alcohol or drugs to detach himself from the reality. Little does he know that one day we all will crumble to the earth in the form of ashes. So why not live a little by making the choices that bring us happiness. But it was a slight delay for Veer as he lay on the hospital bed counting his last breath, when his eyes met his mother's. In that brief moment a mother's heart broke, just like that a life ended due the the intake of abused substances. Lastly bad things will happen in life but it's upon us whether we want to face it with courage or let it break us.Abstract- Last SupperSNIGDHA AGRAWAL · 6 min read · 134 readsI thought I had overcome the self persecution complex till it slapped me back on the face, real hard last Sunday. My youngest chick...a middle aged hen with her own chick...called up demanding "Ma please make French toast for breakfast, like the old days..I'm on my way".
My spirits skyrocketed and them plummeted. Joy at having to cook your daughter's favourite breakfast, mixed with sorrow of that last supper cooked for your mother.Abstract
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