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[kashmiribyheart]

Ah, so you’ve cast your vote. The deed is done, and now you wait, hoping the pieces will fall into place. But let me ask you—did you truly make a choice, or did you merely select from a menu designed for you? The real question isn't whether you voted, but whether your vote mattered. The game doesn't end here; this is just the intermission. The real players are still out there, shaping your future while you sleep. Stay vigilant, my dear Kashmiris. The illusion of choice is often more dangerous than no choice at all.

[kashmiribyheart]

Kashmir... 10 years without a vote, and now a sea of ‘independent’ candidates. Fascinating, isn’t it? But don’t be fooled by the abundance of choice. You see, when they can’t control your voice, they fracture it—splinter it into a thousand little pieces so no single sound can be heard. You think you’re deciding the future? No, you’re merely participating in a grand illusion. The truth is, your power lies not in the vote, but in unity. And that, my dear Kashmiris, is the one thing they’ll never allow you to have.

[kashmiribyheart]

Whenever someone asks me about the most profound sign of God's existence, I tell them to gaze upon the skies. The hues that paint the heavens, the sorrow that lingers in the twilight, the grief that shadows the night, the goodness that dawns with the morning light, and the badness that lurks in the storm clouds-all of it is a testament to a force beyond our wildest imaginations. Isn't it evident that such a tapestry of beauty and melancholy could only be woven by a hand that transcends our understanding?

© SYED

[kashmiribyheart]

Phases of life of a man.

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

From Waiting for This Story to End Before I Begin Another by Jan Heller Levi (via hush-syrup)

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

Michael Cunningham

[kashmiribyheart]

I bring a storm with me when I come,

And when I leave, I leave with a tornado.

[kashmiribyheart]

[kashmiribyheart]

Embers of Resilience

In the depths of my struggle, where shadows consumed my soul,

I grappled with my demons, a battle I couldn't control.

Broken and voiceless, I hid from my kin,

For I believed a man should bury his pain deep within.

Yet fate had other plans, testing me once more,

Unveiling painful truths, I had tried to ignore.

Anger surged within me, and I stumbled once again,

Lost in a sea of emotions, trapped in my own pain.

"I felt no hate, I felt no wrath,

I felt pity," a whisper amidst my darkened path.

A rush of memories, a torrent unleashed,

A storm of experience, lessons for me to feast.

Now, hear me, as I share this tale of mine,

A tale of letting go, of transcending the confines.

For in life's sacred dance, the past we must release,

Every experience, whether joy or grief, a lesson to seize.

Never dwell in the past, for it burdens the soul,

Learn from mistakes, and let new chapters unfold.

Life's blows may strike, unexpected and unkind,

But resilience, my friends, is what you shall find.

In a world where apathy thrives and selfishness prevails,

Let not your spirit wither, as hope eternally sails.

Do not be ensnared by patterns that bind,

Master your emotions, leave no room for them to grind.

Reflect upon yourself, seek truth deep within,

For lies to oneself is where defeat does begin.

Hold yourself accountable, as the mirror reveals,

See others for who they are, beyond the superficial veils.

Beware the trust you bestow, for betrayal's cruel game,

Where they place blame upon you, igniting a burning flame.

But amidst the chaos, remain steadfast and calm,

Embrace the real truth, let it be your healing balm.

A wise proverb once shared its profound insight,

"Associate with the happy and fortunate in sight."

Avoid the drowning ones, who breed misery's crest,

For their despair infects, leaving your own spirit distressed.

Remember, change is constant, and people may sway,

But let not their influence alter your own destined way.

Rise, phoenix-like, from the ashes of disdain,

A better version of yourself, no longer confined or restrained.

A metamorphosis of the soul, in graceful flight,

Defying their expectations, shining brilliantly bright.

For the best they have seen is but a glimpse, so small,

You possess the power to surpass and surpass them all.

In the tapestry of life, weave your own unique thread,

Embrace the journey ahead, where greatness may be bred.

Hold true to your essence, never falter, never sway,

Be better, be stronger, for yourself, every single day.

So, let these words echo, capturing hearts and minds,

Igniting flames of resilience, leaving no soul behind.

Embers of strength and wisdom, aflame in each heart,

For in this poetic dance, may hope and resilience impart.