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Dont know what this day is..

So far from home, one wonders if it is alright to be this way. Conscience hits where it never should. Emotions gather like the waves! And the thought in the head goes off board....suddenly all comes to a halt, emotions do their job again.

How will be be possible for a person to let go when it does not belong. How does one know that you are the loser..Why cant the heart accept that once gone, is gone forever.

Like a close person, dies, he is not going to come back. Never! Maybe because it is not possible, both the mind and the heart realise. But when there is a possibility for coming back, thats the big question.

After all, we are humans no matter how practical one can get. When a person has been through somethings that can not even be mentioned, thats tough. But one has to give up on waiting and hurting, and move on. There is no solution, there is no possibility to bring back all that happened. Time machine is not a commodity you can purchase at a Retail when i am writing this. Only hopes to bring it all back.. how? Thats the 'art of giving'.

You hurt yourself so much that there is no forgiving so, the idea is to start giving. That doesnt hurt anyone. The art makes you feel better coz everyone wants to feel important.. Husband and wife or Father and son. Thats all about the importance.

When one is young, the more attention you seek, your family thinks 'how is he going to change'. A adult thinks of the family... reads back all his memories and understands it time to give what one received. When one is old, the cycle comes back, its about the attention you receive.

Well, this was about the 'art of giving'.. because its beautiful to see some one smile, and you are the reason!

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