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Fuck Birthdays’

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In a great scheme of things, what would change if I die right after publishing this post?[su_pullquote align=”right”]Fuck Birthdays’, again![/su_pullquote]

Sadly, nothing!

Who’d give the real fucks to my dead self?

Family. Few kind souls. Mostly, no one!

Who’d celebrate my half-baked, wildly flaymboyant life? Who’d tell all my authentic stories and perhaps laugh on them? Or least, share my original recipes for a complete, fulfilling, fertile life, right, … right after my life line had been cut off?

By and large, no one!

No one! no one! No one.


Thence,

Dear Bros’,

That’s how much insignificant and trivial we all are. Or at least to my true senses, I a.m.

That’s how little tomorrow matters or any day of sorts matter at all.

Fuck Birthdays’ again!

So so so, here’s a life saving unsolicited advice to all my dear amigos.

An important Lifehack per se.

[su_quote]You literally don’t have to spend your precious seconds with someone you don’t like or for fuck sake — waste your fucking breathe on something or over someone you don’t want to.[/su_quote]

Pufffff!!! Brain blasstttt!! Phewwwww!

So so so, take and make use of your most precious freedom, freedom of life, freedom of expression and freedom of existence for as long as you have it, for as long as you are here!

And one last thing — in the language of one of my mentor, a celebrated poet Mr. Charles Bukowoski, “Don’t Try”.

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In Love With Her

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Hollow – Belle Mt

Her   simplicity   & those seeping calmness in her eyes

Her introversion & that gripping smile on her lips.

Her beautiful mind and the tender-soft heart .

Her fondness for life & its ephemeral aisle.

Her gentle push whenever I’ve felt deep below & our promise of friendship for eternity.

Her tickling whispers & those never-ending stories.

Her scars. Her benevolence.

Her flaws. Her being herself.

Bold. Behold.

I am in love with just by the thought of her.

I’m in     love    with her non-existence.

 

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परिवर्तन को लागि

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Pariwartan – Kutumba

Today marks my first full year of everyday music-blogging for musicpervs.

With little or no supporters at all, I am very much happy with the results of this unbelievably tiresome yet mindful journey.

Noteworthy

those sleepless nights,

the internet subscription hustles of many 11PMs,

those blank pages, blank ink, blank mind moments,

a promise,

the commitment to keep,

sweat, and the perseverance stories,

the discipline to perpetuate, the incommodious, torturing, tormenting chronologies,

yes, all noteworthy.

 

Despite, the desire to quit every single day (yes, despite what the hell am I doing algia!) — seeing, feeling not anybody really giving a shit about what I put online was genuinely heartbreaking … but awakened, now I can say, I am happy, finally, that I didn’t quit.

 

Lastly, decisively, signing off for some time now.

   परिवर्तन को लागि ।  

Until _______

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Kintsukuroi

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Water Ripples – Enno Aare

i write,

because these weighing pain needed a way out,

because my happiness requested for its lasting footprint,

because my raving anger demanded a noble fix,

because this broken heart pleaded

the golden Kintsukuroi,

a deserved romance,

the forever love.

 

but,

most of all,

i kept writing

because I’d promised to save myself first.

 

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Enjoy Life

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Fallen So Young – Declan Donovan

 

maybe you had to go through shit storm after shits storms,

in order to be able to appreciate this life and its damn alleys.

As someone once wisely said, “the light always returns…”

at some point in life,

we definitely arrive home.

meanwhile,

enjoy life.

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she understands

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Flaws – Vancouver Sleep Clinic

 

she understands.

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Dear 2017

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All That Remains – VVE

Dear 2017,

I get it — I am raw and shamelessly unprepared for things ahead in life; which is okay.

I realize that I am not perfect — not even close. I am just super awesome (intended exaggeration).

I know I may not have a second chance in life; that ‘now‘ is all i have. Sure thing, time and how you spend it is the real deal here.

I am aware that sooner or later I leave everything, everyone else behind.

 

I acknowledge that with so much and so many things around, life will never be easy.

I embrace the fact that my beloved sadness is but a temporary friend.

Behold beauty,

I accept I am free.

I see what I need.

I understand what I can cede,

bequeath.

 

And thank you, thank you very much for flowers and the rain, winds and the warmth, winter and the perspectives.

… the year is ending, dear 2017.

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Forty

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Cocaine – Bebe

One day,

two days,

three days.

Forty.

p.s. song courtesy
bishow shrestha.

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Rights and Wrongs

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Starlight (Acoustic Version) – Jai Wolf

he said,

an incomplete isn’t imperfect.

the faces aren’t the real faces,

these moving objectivity but a deafening illusion,

the rights and wrongs all, bittersweet cherries.

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