Every single time you were a fool
when you spoiled your moment remembering them. đ
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Perspective
Sometimes
Sometimes..
you collide with a person, and
you get this feeling, that they
might become important to you.
Maybe it is from a look or an act of kindness.
Or maybe,
you just like the way your world feels
when they are in it. đ
#MerryChristmas đ #HappyNewYear â¤
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Withdraw
Don’t complain about the hollowness
when you’re the one to push away every person
who dares to come close.
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Ineffaceable
And the day he met her,
the ink of his pen was no longer filled with tears,
but with the happiness.. đ
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Asudden
And then suddenly,
the tears escaped from her eyes,
like pain running down her cheeks.. đĽ
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Merry & Happy
Merry Christmas đ & Happy New Year â¤
Sometime all we need is a new perspective.
After publishing 125 posts, and seeking 1000’s of kind notes from fellow bloggers.. The blog finally decided for a change that has been slightly hard to take. The change which the blog author was willing to make for long and finally took it. The blog has a new URL(web address).
Welcome to.. thebrokenspecs (https://thebrokenspecs.wordpress.com)
Do you know, pair of broken glasses left on US gallery floor was once mistaken for art. đ
Why its named, “The Broken Specs“?
I was remembering one occasion when I fell asleep in bed with my glasses on. When I woke up I was lying on them and they were all flat. I tried to bend the temples back and broke both of them. Luckily, I could see with an old pair of glasses that were still stronger than the prescription that I needed at the time. But I was very sad because I liked the broken glasses a lot and they couldn’t be repaired. đ
It is important to hold Love & Trust with a lot of care, don’t let it down, because once broken they cannot be repaired. đ
Hope you enjoy reading the blog.. đ
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Gaza ~ An open air prison
“The Rocket may be above us,
but they have forgotten that
Allah is above them” đĽ
~ A Palestinian Child.
We don’t need to be a Muslim to stand up for Gaza, we just need to be Human. #BeKind #Dua #PrayforGaza
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Blind Love
How often we have heard this phrase, “Love is blind”?
In a group of friends, we had a lot of jokes on this expression. Since many of the lads have never been in a relation, so when they see a decent guy with a girl who is beautiful, they say “Love is blind”. đ
For me,
Love is blind, when we don’t care how a person looks or how annoying they are, all we do is Love them unconditionally. đ
Here is a small story I came across,
Few days back in a cold foggy morning, I saw two people sitting next to each other outside the center court of the coffee halt. They look just like some other girl and a boy on this planet. But there was one uncommon thing in those two people sitting together. They were constantly facing towards the bushes, with one hand together. đ They never faced each other.
The air floating around had some good content of water molecules which turned everyone’s breathe to fog. And just like a little kid, I was enjoying my winter smoking that way. đ The place was quiet & I was looking in the same direction where those two people were looking at and waiting for my cup of coffee to come, all of a sudden I heard, “I Love You” from the boy. Within seconds I heard, “I too” from the girl. ⤠That brought a smile to me. đ
Just then my coffee arrived and I was still smiling. Serving the coffee the server asked me, “What’s special sir?”. I replied, “Good to hear the word Love in this cold morning”. He saw me looking into that direction and replied, “They cannot see each other, they are blind. Sir” and he walked back to court.
I still had a smile but with a thought on what love really is! It is not looks, it is a feeling which you never had before. It is a feeling for one another.
On that very day, I realized the true meaning of “Love is blind”. đ
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A Gathering
Saturday, 19:07
A scarlet colored sun is about to set and here I am in a park close by the swimming pool center. My friend called me and told that few of his friends are here today and he wants a gathering. My friend and the guys I was told about were already seated at the place and were enjoying themselves, I also joined them. đ
After few talks and rewind of memories, a guy came up with some questions. đ I heard from my friend that this guy is a good observant. The questions were about sharing your thoughts. It sounded extremely great activity.
And he started, đ
First question came up for a guy who’s exceptionally funny. đ He makes everyone laugh. He was asked, ‘What is the one thing you’re trying extremely hard to accept?’ đ He looked at the observant and said, ‘at the moment.. you!!’ đ Everyone chuckle and then he answered ‘Hard to accept that life is too short not to have the perfect coffee and haircut you want.’ đ
The next question to a other person, ‘If you want to write a note for yourself, what it would be?’ Uncommonly he replied, ‘at 17 or 21, nobody is worth stressing over. Leave people behind, move on. It is time to find yourself, the world is yours and.. life goes on.’ This was marvelous thought to make a note of. đ
It was my turn now. đ I was asked, ‘A type of mistake which you would never want to do?’ I took a couple of seconds and said, ‘I could never cheat on anyone. It’s a wrong doing I couldn’t live with. Knowing that you destroy someone’s trust is bad, but destroying someone’s perspective on love is far too worse.’ đ
Another question was thrown to the funny guy, ‘If you want to gift a book to your friend sitting next to you. What will be the book named?’ He laughed at the question first. đ He knows the person next to him very well. He shortly replied, ‘:D How to start a conversation to make friends. Very much he is in need of this.’ đ
The last question was asked to my friend who was just listening to everyone’s thoughts.
The question to him was, ‘Tell one of the worst part of not being friends with someone anymore?’.
All of a sudden the smile was lost. đ I was aware of the condition he was in the recent past. He didn’t looked at anyone and it appeared that he was dragged back in memories. He answered, ‘One of the worst part is you cannot talk to them. You cannot tell them all the little things you used to share with them. You cannot tell them as they are no longer part of your life. It is sad because you used to tell them everything but now you can’t and it is weird.’ đŚ
To ease out the serious faces around, he brought back the smile on his face and pretended that everything is all right. The other guys also got relieved after seeing the smile back on his face. How easily he managed to convince his mates who were unaware of his state. It is explainable that people smile to hide pain, sometimes people laugh to hide the tears.
A smile can hide so much pain. đ
The 100th Post
Hi đ
This, the post you’re reading right now is the 100th post on this blog (I wonder if you couldn’t have guessed it from the title. đ đ )
It’s been a journey that I never thought coming. I can say.. it’s huge.. 100 Posts. â¤
It’s been amazing journey from my first post, Journey to NIIT University, Neemrana , that was posted almost a year ago to my 100th post. When I first posted my thoughts, I never thought that later I will be posting 99 more blog posts, I even didn’t thought to post 10. But it has just happened that I am posting my 100th blog post.
I don’t have many friends who blog but I signup-ed on WordPress because one of my friend wanted me to read her posts. And I really liked reading what she writes, maybe because it was better than the stuff in the textbooks. đ
After my first post on WordPress, I almost didn’t posted for next 3 months because I never thought of blogging and my first post just came when I was ideal. Slowly and slowly, I started to post more often. It may be because I got more time and writing a random thought was a pleasant thing to put in. I never got addicted to blogging but I’ve always tried to post regularly and till now I’ve prosper in doing it.
I say, a blog becomes more powerful when it is being loved by people. And due to all lovely blogger’s who have visited my blog and have read my post and even appreciated it by liking and commenting is far more greater than anything else which has made me to post regularly. It’s been remarkable how much this blog and its posts has been loved. â¤
I would like to mention few of the posts that have been liked most and few of the posts that are close to me. đ
The post that has been liked most was, “You can always make money, you canât always make memories” â¤
Definitely it is been the post that has been close to all of us. As journey to new world brings new possibilities, by being open minded. đ
Photography has been one art that has impressed me a lot on WordPress. The Photographs that are very simple but extremely thoughtful. I wrote a post on photography for all the fellow blogger’s, People with Camera . đ
WordPress also has many blogger’s who bring a variety of food to us. Food is close to me đ and I have always liked foods posts. After travelling few paces, I also thought to post on a special cuisine, A Indian Snack – Jhaal Muri/Bhel Puri , it is been the most tasty snack on the streets of Mumbai, competing with Vada Pav. đ
It’s hard for me to choose which was the best post but all the post are close to me in someway or the other. The posts have brought me to know some amazing blogger’s and has helped me knowing their perspective towards specific topics. What people have shared has motivated me, given me hope and at times has made me realize how better the world is. đ
I really want to say ‘Thank You’ to all the blogger’s who have appreciated the posts and have been so kind to me. đ
Thank You.. đ
The Broken Specs 