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Acceptance

Published May 9, 2019 By bijayshrestha
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Prateek Kuhad – Saansein

Anonymously generous, unmistakably mistaken to have even been born in the world of scavengers. And unfortunately misunderstood her whole life for her introvertedness.

Nobody asked her questions. Not a soul!

Everybody sure had answers though. The stories they tell themselves; stories about the stories they mic the world about her.

Can’t unsee, she’s tired of puppeting over everybody’s expectations.

Grinding. Grinding and grinding to find a tree she can take a dependable shelter on, fruit to share with and at last live a good enough life. A Simple life.

However, the swallowing nightmare perspires, and she’s dumb exhausted justifying her pure and genuine intentions to leave the world a litter better than she found it. In the likes of Mrs. Silence Dogood.

She bespeaks for lack of acceptance and empathy in our sophisticated world of self-serving, dumb intellects.

I reckon, she’s in search of a love. 

I reckon, she’s in search of a friend.

I reckon, Real love is acceptance.

I reckon, Real friendship is acceptance.

I hope you find her.

I hope you save her.

I hope you accept her.

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True love is a Friendship.

Published April 1, 2019 By bijayshrestha
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Prateek Kuhad – cold/mess

Love is not an easy commitment.

The road ahead is dirt-wet, arduous, uncertain and messy.

Love, is hardly a marriage, not even a contract per se that bounded anybody,

There will be peaks and there will be valleys.

Despite. Despite, in a heartbeat I’ll travel with you until my journey ends!

 

Suffice to say — True love is a friendship. Period!

That If love were to be a living, breathing grown up ass like we all are, the heartbeats that we know, would be undoubtedly the acceptance element at the deepest core.

 

And, now to reframe this peeling off of love’s many faces and facets, a line from Cynthia Hand from her book Boundless clogs up my brain :-

“I wanted to tell you that wherever I am, whatever happens, I’ll always think of you, and the time we spent together, as my happiest time. I’d do it all over again, if I had the choice. No regrets.”

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