The World at Large

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  The descending sun spooks me, As it reminds me of impending doom. The fate of the world hanging on  the joker wearing the crown. A game of deceit and endless conspiracies, Rigged to make the hidden emerge strong. ‘Come one come all’ The sign bellows. Not one peasant decided to enjoy the menu. They are sinking to fall in their own broken ship. All towing to head into the dark abyss. We enjoy playing the game when it is, Someone else who’s head will twirl if they miss. But when the trigger loads and the target is us. When the bullet wants to grab hold on us. We run so far, without a hitch. We run to never stop to check. What happened to those who tried to save us? What happened to the joker who longs for love? What happened to the magician, is he still sick? The old man, next door, did he get his tip? The world of our species amuses me. To see the world move by so cheap. The moon is now out. It winks at me. The stars shining bright following me. The world beyond our species, Fascinates
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LEARN THIS!

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It's funny , how we yearn so much for something, burn ourselves out for it and when we finally receive the fruit of our labour, the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, we give all the credit to 'luck'.
It's always, "I'm so lucky to have gotten this". Yes, I'm not saying you are not. You do have a certain amount of luck, but is luck the person who stayed up all night for this? Did "luck" pull the many all-nighters you did? Did "luck" burn itself out trying to obtain this result? I'm sorry, i thought it was YOU! 
Learn, to give yourself credit sometimes. It's not such a bad thing. And it certainy is not being selfish, it's called being grateful. I'm not telling you to become a self-obsessed monstor but at the same time I'm telling you to learn to thank yourself for everything you do. You are your head cheerleader, if you don't motivate the team to go on, who will? So, the next time you achieve something, big or small, doesn't matter, take a moment for yourself and silently whisper "Thank you mind, body and soul for working together for this, Thanks Me, You deserve this!", and pat yourself on your back, hug yourself, give yourself a hi-fi, do whatever you want to express to yourself that you are grateful, because like i said, if you don't then who will? 

- Mahathi.S

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