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You have always been good to me except, when sneez

You have always been good to me except, when sneezing much of my gratitude towards my cough makes you block and the eustachian tube loses its balance and I swirl like a vertigo, making my memories blank, enough for my senses to stop thinking and I circle myself around, Go with the flow. (Read Caption) You have always helped me, in what to listen and when to become, one of the Gandhi Ji's Bandar, with all ears closed, coz I believed, Achcha suno or Achcha bolo. But how I am suppose to close my eyes, 24×7, I am not a blind follower of humanity. I see things, how people judge on the basis of one's belief. You must have heard of beliefs and judgements, too. People shouting, and chanting, Revolution is a better change, change is a process, process comes with results, results opt for better understanding, but all I hear are misinterpretation of myths and facts. I hear Darwin says, survival of the fittest, but our leaders oppose him, saying, Human beings descendants of sages, not monkeys. Science at stake, I walk with Newton's laws, remembering how Darwin was a sexist, and Gandhi ji, was anti feminist. Sometimes, you eavesdrops, as conversation makes a writer sound more authentic, but it is a sin, after all, so now I make up my own theories, and people believe them too, but no one criticises me with theirs, You are wrong here. I might be right, who knows. World is becoming a cacophonic radio station and I hear my parents shouting whole day, How their world is crushing in the hands of their children. How brutally honest, they are becoming, like the world. I see, pathetic reviews in their eyes as if one has read, 1984 just now and they scream, about Kafka's Metamorphosis, that it's better if their children die. I see humanity at crisis in my home, but whenever someone calls me, I hear their depressed stories, like standing in an school assembly, and repeating after the choir, Jaya ho Jaya ho Jaya ho. I am all ears to everyone, I like listening to different voices and views, which makes my faith strong, in God's plan. Yes, sometimes I listen to world's wonder, but Sandeep Maheshwari, left my premises as soon as, I found myself in the audience of Spoken Poetry, where inspiration doesn't need example to make you bathe in it daily, when you are passionate about life. Life has taught me, grey shades are must to let the rainbow form, and I hear rain soothing sound, making love to me, making me remember my lover's beautiful voice. I can listen to her whole day. Thank you to you, I am not deaf, but you made me a disciple of silence, and I am fortunate, of you to make me realise, how life is a different radio channel and you have to listen to it, and enjoy. I listen everything now, but I don't react, coz I still believe in, Achcha Suno or Achcha Bolo.
You have always been good to me except, when sneezing much of my gratitude towards my cough makes you block and the eustachian tube loses its balance and I swirl like a vertigo, making my memories blank, enough for my senses to stop thinking and I circle myself around, Go with the flow. (Read Caption) You have always helped me, in what to listen and when to become, one of the Gandhi Ji's Bandar, with all ears closed, coz I believed, Achcha suno or Achcha bolo. But how I am suppose to close my eyes, 24×7, I am not a blind follower of humanity. I see things, how people judge on the basis of one's belief. You must have heard of beliefs and judgements, too. People shouting, and chanting, Revolution is a better change, change is a process, process comes with results, results opt for better understanding, but all I hear are misinterpretation of myths and facts. I hear Darwin says, survival of the fittest, but our leaders oppose him, saying, Human beings descendants of sages, not monkeys. Science at stake, I walk with Newton's laws, remembering how Darwin was a sexist, and Gandhi ji, was anti feminist. Sometimes, you eavesdrops, as conversation makes a writer sound more authentic, but it is a sin, after all, so now I make up my own theories, and people believe them too, but no one criticises me with theirs, You are wrong here. I might be right, who knows. World is becoming a cacophonic radio station and I hear my parents shouting whole day, How their world is crushing in the hands of their children. How brutally honest, they are becoming, like the world. I see, pathetic reviews in their eyes as if one has read, 1984 just now and they scream, about Kafka's Metamorphosis, that it's better if their children die. I see humanity at crisis in my home, but whenever someone calls me, I hear their depressed stories, like standing in an school assembly, and repeating after the choir, Jaya ho Jaya ho Jaya ho. I am all ears to everyone, I like listening to different voices and views, which makes my faith strong, in God's plan. Yes, sometimes I listen to world's wonder, but Sandeep Maheshwari, left my premises as soon as, I found myself in the audience of Spoken Poetry, where inspiration doesn't need example to make you bathe in it daily, when you are passionate about life. Life has taught me, grey shades are must to let the rainbow form, and I hear rain soothing sound, making love to me, making me remember my lover's beautiful voice. I can listen to her whole day. Thank you to you, I am not deaf, but you made me a disciple of silence, and I am fortunate, of you to make me realise, how life is a different radio channel and you have to listen to it, and enjoy. I listen everything now, but I don't react, coz I still believe in, Achcha Suno or Achcha Bolo.
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Meera Ali

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You have always helped me, in what to listen and when to become, one of the Gandhi Ji's Bandar, with all ears closed, coz I believed, Achcha suno or Achcha bolo. But how I am suppose to close my eyes, 24×7, I am not a blind follower of humanity. I see things, how people judge on the basis of one's belief. You must have heard of beliefs and judgements, too. People shouting, and chanting, Revolution is a better change, change is a process, process comes with results, results opt for better understanding, but all I hear are misinterpretation of myths and facts. I hear Darwin says, survival of the fittest, but our leaders oppose him, saying, Human beings descendants of sages, not monkeys. Science at stake, I walk with Newton's laws, remembering how Darwin was a sexist, and Gandhi ji, was anti feminist. Sometimes, you eavesdrops, as conversation makes a writer sound more authentic, but it is a sin, after all, so now I make up my own theories, and people believe them too, but no one criticises me with theirs, You are wrong here. I might be right, who knows. World is becoming a cacophonic radio station and I hear my parents shouting whole day, How their world is crushing in the hands of their children. How brutally honest, they are becoming, like the world. I see, pathetic reviews in their eyes as if one has read, 1984 just now and they scream, about Kafka's Metamorphosis, that it's better if their children die. I see humanity at crisis in my home, but whenever someone calls me, I hear their depressed stories, like standing in an school assembly, and repeating after the choir, Jaya ho Jaya ho Jaya ho. I am all ears to everyone, I like listening to different voices and views, which makes my faith strong, in God's plan. Yes, sometimes I listen to world's wonder, but Sandeep Maheshwari, left my premises as soon as, I found myself in the audience of Spoken Poetry, where inspiration doesn't need example to make you bathe in it daily, when you are passionate about life. Life has taught me, grey shades are must to let the rainbow form, and I hear rain soothing sound, making love to me, making me remember my lover's beautiful voice. I can listen to her whole day. Thank you to you, I am not deaf, but you made me a disciple of silence, and I am fortunate, of you to make me realise, how life is a different radio channel and you have to listen to it, and enjoy. I listen everything now, but I don't react, coz I still believe in, Achcha Suno or Achcha Bolo.