the power of two

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do you remember the rain we used to drench in at times?

 the pitter-patter of the rain drops on the shoulder and cold breeze making you realize it was somehow a bad idea to get out in the rain. then again a warm hand to hold on to makes you feel it is worth it. rain will never be same you know it.there is a power in two. two hearts beating together as one. that is the most powerful force in the mortal world.

WAYS

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i have lost ways some time. the heat, the humidity and the chaos of life have rendered me off the track. my deep emotional scars have taught me a things or two. i know i will never be someone people want me to be. i have my limits but being happy and comfortable within limits is what i want to achieve.pray for me that one day i will find inner peace and walk midst this mess with a smile.

Stairs

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you have left people back down in the stairs as you climbed up.

some never wanted to climb;some so withered to climb; and some wanted to climb up or down together.but you have passed those dilemmas and climbed to the top.so when you look back and see shadows of the past, hazy and indistinguishable between people so eager to climb up, remember me as the one who prayed for you to mount up hoping then perhaps you would look down one day. remember me not as the one who held you back but as the one who waited for ages for your last stare before you disappear beyond the tunnel.

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so did you find it useless and still had looked afar?


human beings are attracted into useless futile efforts. it is in their blood to feel what it feels to be close to sun for nothing.so dont be upset with things you do for nothing. because doing nothing defines human, at least some of them.


#series of incoherent details of an insignificant thought.

incoherent details

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so did you find it useless and still had looked afar?


human beings are attracted into useless futile efforts. it is in their blood to feel what it feels to be close to sun for nothing.so dont be upset with things you do for nothing. because doing nothing defines human, at least some of them.


#series of incoherent details of an insignificant thought.

so did you find it useless and still had looked afar? 

human beings are attracted into useless futile efforts. it is in their blood to feel what it feels to be close to sun for nothing.so dont be upset with things you do for nothing. because doing nothing defines human, at least some of them.

#series of incoherent details of an insignificant thought.

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tired ?

some time i am too. i dont like to carry the burden of something i started out of an endorphin rushed moment and cant carry on with me now.but i have to. i have to write each night when it is dark and bleak. i owe each night a written piece of my emotion.because when you give you shall receive. law of equivalent exchange. no matter how hard it may seem,carry on. because one day this pain will be gone, and a #series of incoherent detials of an insignificant event will remain.

*symphony w60, polashi, dhaka

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have you smiled lately?

smiled to a harsh voice singing in a messed up tune. smiled because the late noon breeze swept across your hair. smiled because suddenly you remembered a song with memories. smiled just for nothing

#series of unnecessary details of an insignificant event

*symphony w60 ,dhanmondi

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have you ever felt controlled lately?

your mammoth strength and power succumbing to puny fate or something like that.because you lack words and expression of your heart you got to wear a bell around your neck to convey primal message like 'i am hungry' 'i am happy or may be unhappy' or 'i dont like being your pet'. have you ever felt like on the leash of something or some one you deem unworthy and week, someone you mistakenly allowed to sit on your back and say 'how is your day"

#series of unnecessary details of an insignificant event
*symphony w60, panthopoth, dhaka

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have you ever lost someone you held dear?

lost and then one day forgot and fell in an illusion that all left behind was only an illusion. mind played it cards, new faces replaced the old ones and you forgot.have you ever lost someone and searched. have you ever searched inside your soul.is there something you held dear there was lost and forgot.

#series of unnecessary details of an insignificant thought

*taken with symphony w60, kolabagan.8/19/13 

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have you felt lost in nowhere lately?

perhaps somewhere in the streets, bustling crowd and the hurry to get things done and get it over with.between those hurried moments, have you actually felt the moment things round will transform with space and time. every bit of everything will change and be left in the dark. but you will carry yourself with you for eternity. you will be there for you. that is all. so be lost in a crowd, be lost when people laugh and cry and pour your mind with thoughts that never could have or should have come ever.

#series of incoherent details of an insignificant event

*taken with symphony w60, somewhere in dhanmondi lake

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have your ever felt the fear of being forgot?

like the passing world has no interest in you. you have been left to bear marks of rejection and spotless wound in the heart that you can never reveal.the fear to get lost inside those thousands of shadows that had crossed our path and shall cross our path.the fear to forget and to be forgot. would you still remember? when years passed and you look back where you have cast your shadow that have crossed thousand of path. 

#series of gibberish about excess details of an insignificant event continues.

*taken with symphony w60

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have you ever felt stuck?

like you live through the memories you have.somehow you cant create memories any more.you are left with a few memories and that's all.memories you can alter or they get unconsciously altered as you age.better and brighter memories.memories that have filtered its grief,pain and a reeking mouth breath. memories with impeccable happiness.or may be impeccable sorrow drowned by dark and bleak chasm or am i just writing incoherent series of details of an insignificant event?

*taken with symphony w60

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remember me? 

how i used to be.may be you dont. because i dont either.my feelings are blurred by a series of reflected thoughts. thoughts that you planted somewhere deep, thoughts that i nurtured somewhere deep, thoughts that i lost somewhere deep. and then somehow i ended up writing pages of unnecessary details of an insignificant event.

*taken with symphony w60