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hindi sad shayari on life
By: Subham Kahar
Tags: Love Shayari, Blogger, Sad, Shayari, Hindi Shayari

Hello friend today I have brought for you a new Shayari topic hindi sad shayari on life Nowadays people express their feelings in various kinds of status, quotes, Shayaris etc.

hindi sad shayari on life Shayari-1

Choom Lo Har Mushkil Ko Apna Maan Kar,

Kyunki Zindagi Kaisi Bhi Hai… Hai To Apni Hi.

चूम लो हर मुश्किल को अपना मान कर,

क्योंकि ज़िन्दगी कैसी भी है… है तो अपनी ही।

hindi sad shayari on life Shayari-2

जिंदगी लहर थी आप साहिल हुए, ना जाने कैसे हम आपकी दोस्ती के काबिल हुए, ना भूलेंगे हम उस हंसी पल को, जब आप हमारी छोटी सी जिंदगी में शामिल हुए…!!

Tum to Apnay they Tum kyun Chor gaye.. WO Bewafa Hans k B0Lii…, ZindAGi B To Apni h0ti hai…, Wo kyun Chor Jati Hai…!!

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Duniya Fareb Karke HunarMand Ho Gayi,

Hum Aitbaar Karke Gunaahgar Ho Gaye.

दुनिया फ़रेब करके हुनरमंद हो गई,

हम ऐतबार करके गुनाहगार हो गए।

hindi sad shayari 2 line Shayari-2

दो शब्द तसल्ली के नहीं मिलते इस शहर में,

लोग दिल में भी दिमाग लिए घूमते हैं।

दुनिया फ़रेब करके हुनरमंद हो गई,

हम ऐतबार करके गुनाहगार हो गए।



hindi sad shayari 2 line Shayari-3

बेगुनाह कोई नहीं, राज़ सबके होते हैं,

किसी के छुप जाते हैं, किसी के छप जाते हैं |

Hindi sad shayari status shayari-1

सोचा था तड़पायेंगे हम उन्हें,

किसी और का नाम लेके जलायेगें उन्हें,

फिर सोचा मैंने उन्हें तड़पाके दर्द मुझको ही होगा,

तो फिर भला किस तरह सताए हम उन्हें।

hindi sad shayari status Shayari-2

Hajaro tukde kiye usne mere dil ke fir khud hi ro pdi har tukde par apna naam dekhkar

hindi sad shayari status Shayari-3

आज उसने मुझे ये कह कर छोड़ दिया कि तुम मेरी ज़िन्दगी की सबसे बड़ी भूल हो…

hindi sad shayari status Shayari-4

आज उसने मुझे ये कह कर छोड़ दिया कि तुम मेरी ज़िन्दगी की सबसे बड़ी भूल हो…

hindi sad shayari status Shayari-5

Hindi sad shayari translation in English

Hindi:-

Koi milta nahi udaas chehre se ajkal..

Khushi to akelepan ka darr hai.

Dekhle gar koi chhup ke tanhai mein humey..

toot jaaye guroor samundar ka bhi…

English:-

No one meets a sad person. Thus, the happy face is just fear of loneliness. If someone sneaks in on me while I am alone, even the most egocentric will break..

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Thank you so much.
"Why?" she whispers, a look of pity on her face, as the knife in her chest glares at me, blood…
Tags: Sad, Fiction, Psychology, Confusion, Pain

"Why?" she whispers, a look of pity on her face, as the knife in her chest glares at me, blood slowly dripping, forming a small puddle on the floor.

"I had to," I sob. "I had to. You know that, right? You understand that, right?"

She just looks at me.

"Ever since I can remember, everything... everything," I start, a tear sliding down my left cheek. "I... I just wanted to be a part of them. Of... of the better ones."

"Why?" she repeats, her voice barely more than a squeak, and I manage to, somehow, hear it.

"I couldn't do it, you know that, I could never pretend. I was never a part of them. I tried, love, I tried."

"Never enough," she said.

And I try not to break down at the pain on her face, try to look at something else, something... better.

"If I told you what I am," I say, as she smiles, the bleak grey of the atmosphere bright, but it wasn't to stay for long. "Would you stay?"

"Of course, sweetheart. Forever."

"I turn everything dark," I sob. "Everything. I ruin everything I touch."

"Oh, sweetheart," she whispers. "I was already a ruin."

But I know she wasn't.

If perfection had a face, it was hers.

"How do I go on? What do I do?" I shout at the sky. "Help, please... please..."

Yet the heavens stay unnervingly quiet.

"You cursed me," I continue. "You... you left me alone, and... and..."

Silence has never been so vexing.

"Guide me," I shout. "You give me a candle to find my way through an abyss, and you expect me to make it through?"

A sad, weary voice pokes through the clouds. "I try, darling. Every day, every minute, I try. And I will keep doing so. Forever. As long as you try with me."

And my eyes open-

to the pain she had faced.

"I'm sorry," I manage to say through choking on my sobs. "I'm so sorry. I'm a monster for what I did to you."

She only smiles.

"It's getting stronger," I say. "Help. Please."

"Dear," she whispers. "There's only one way I can help you now." And holds out her hand, with one small white tablet on it.

"No," I scream. "No, no, no, no, never."

"Love," she tries to coax, but all I ever hear is an incessant screaming. Loud, shrill, and it takes over everything, going on and on like a siren, continuous, blaring, and it never seems to end, oh, it never seems to end.

"Take it," she says again, her voice gentle yet firm. "Please."

"That... that would be the end of you," I cry. "I could... I could never live without you."

"You are," she says. "Beautifully. I love you, you know that? I love you so, so much."

And I gasp as my tears stream down my face, trying, trying so hard to keep it together.

"Please, love," she says. "Do it for me."

"You promise you'll be fine?"

"I promise," she says, and I know deep within me she's lying, yet I believe her. I need to.

"I love you," I mutter under my breath, closing my eyes. "I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you."

And I take the pill and swallow it, my throat bobbing as it goes down.

I slowly open my eyes, as the knife clatters to the floor. "I'll see you in another time."
Best Collection of Dua Poetry In Urdu Images & Text Messages
By: Shikh Uaman
Tags: Dushman, Dua, Sad, Prayer, Top 10

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Dua Sad Poetry In Urdu, Hindi, English, & Images Text

ابھی راہ میں کئی موڑ ہیں کوئی آئے گا کوئی جائے گا

تمہیں جس نے دل سے بھلادیا اسے بھولنے کی دعا کرو

Abhi Raah Mein Kayi Mourr Hain Koi Aaye Ga Koi Jaye Ga Tumhe Jis Ne Dil Se Bhala Diya Usay Bhoolnay Ki Dua Karo There Are Many Turning Points Along The Way. Some Will Come, Some Will Go Pray To Forget The One Who Forgot You From The Heart۔ रास्ते में कई मोड़ हैं। कुछ आएंगे, कुछ जाएंगे जो आपको दिल से भूल गया उसे भूलने की प्रार्थना करें Raaste Mein Kaee Mod Hain. Kuchh Aaenge, Kuchh Jaenge Jo Aapako Dil Se Bhool Gaya Use Bhoolane Kee Praarthana Karen۔

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میں کیا کروں میرے قاتل نہ چاہنے پر بھی

ترے لئے مرے دل سے دعا نکلتی ہے
Unbreakable! but Broken Inside.
By: Ankita Srivastava
Tags: Break, Sad, Hurt Feelings, Poetry, Love Letters

Hi! there it’s me someone who has been hiding from everyone not because I am ugly, unpopular or there is a problem with me but I’m hiding with myself there is a lot of things I can show and embrace. but you know it a happy body outside always a sad soul inside and this what something happening with me. I’m trying and I’m sure everyone out there is trying hard to be something they are out. Because you know why we all in race a rat race.

There was this girl, she had an amazing childhood she enjoyed and live her childhood days as a fairytale until the time she realized, No this is not a fairy world and there are no fairies in real life. she has been brutally harassed and unapologetically became a victim of child abuse. Before the time she comes and share her all sad story to someone she was forced through the accuse that don’t you dare tell about this to anyone, then she again realized it will going to get worse for her that if she tells about this to anyone and for the whole throughout her childhood she shuts-up herself and lock her in cage of silence without any complaint and that was the time when she starts pretending how to be happy from outside and sad from inside.

oh! hi there, she’s a grown-up girl now sweet sixteen, what a lovely teenage phase. and she met this guy to whom she thought he will be his first and last Mr. right forever, she started dreaming about him and all her hope and desire re-born again but this time she decide to not keep her mouth shut. So, she tells everything about him to her mom (Her only beloved lady). Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable. said by Henry Ward Beecher.

Till then continue………..
Feel
Tags: Depression, Sad, Real, Poetry, Life

All images’ credits go to their owners unless otherwise stated.

You know that feeling when it rains?

The peaceful fresh feeling that makes you want to curl up in a little open air shelter and just listen and watch the raindrops drip from leaves surrounding you. To breathe deeply and feel a restful sort of peace that only rain brings.

It makes you grateful to stay warm and dry, but so close to the rain that reassures you everything is being washed and cared for.You know the feeling of Christmas? Surely you do! The sparkly bright kind of excitement that makes you smile and look forward to every moment? You know the feeling of pure joy when you first step out to play on a sunny day? It is very free and you can’t help but run for all you’re worth because it is just so good. You know the feeling of savoring an ice cream cone on a hot summer day, each bite a taste of heaven you wish would never end? or braving the deep darkness of a cold swimming hole after a long hike? In my childhood these feelings and more were so alive. I felt everything as a child, each feeling attached to a certain time, place, event, or person. Now I am callous, mostly numb. The sensitive softness of my youth is hidden in a sea of memories and pain. I long for it to return. Somewhere along the way I lost them, all my feelings faded to gray. Sad, lost, monotonous. Not new, or exciting, or full of pleasure. The color left.I long very much for all of it to return, but I know it means facing the pain as well, feeling it all — the good and bad. The pain that drove me to cut and bruise my heart and hide it where it could only feel grayness. I want to be wide eyed and full of joy again like the little girl in all my young memories. I am young, yet I feel so old. So ready to be done. Forlorn, I long to find the joy I once knew, the pleasure I felt so easily and unhindered. Tears steal down my cheeks for the loss of my childhood, and for the forest which is no longer my home.

-PKL
I Was Somebody
By: Marrisa W.
Tags: Poetry, Life, Self, Sad

I was somebody.

I was smart – I got high grades; dazzling gold medals for first place; rhapsodies of beaming praises.

I was beautiful – aunts and uncles would circle around and coo about how much of a “heartbreaker” I would become.

I was headstrong – independent to a fault and relied on no one; got through hardships without confiding in anyone.

I was somebody with a past of appraisals and adulation; high on a pedestal with all my loved ones around me.

I am somebody.

I am somebody who is stupid – the one who brings the class’ overall grade down. Not at the top anymore, and gold turned to silver, then bronze, as quick as quicksilver.

I am somebody who can’t live up to expectations anymore; the one where everyone around me would rather underestimate to not get their hopes up.

I am both ugly inside and out. Rotten to the core with anxiety and insatiable want, bitterness creeps inside my veins like ichor in gods.

I am someone who is no longer stubborn. The pedestal is crumbling beneath my feet, and I let it. White pillars of anger and dusty echoes of self-loath, and it’s all my fault.

I killed somebody, and I can’t get rid of their killer.
SHES TRAPPED…..trapped
By: Ayman A
Tags: Sad

SHES TRAPPED…..trapped in someone else’s world, trapped feeling held under water for long periods of time then allowed to breath for short periods of time. She can feel the hands grabbing her and pulling her under, she’s waiting for the moment when she goes under and never comes back up. There’s always something different u see the water like sharks with cracked skin, sharp teeth, eyes that look like the animal is ready to strike, not miss and kill. Other times there will be jellyfish ready to zap her over and over again till she’s ready to be pulled back up. Other times it’s tiny Puranas speeding at her like a small mouse running away from a cat. They swim at her so fast she can barely see them and ever time they pass they leave a scar that can never be She’s scared that the next time she goes under it will be the last time but in never seems to be. It just happens over and over again without any warning at all. When she’s down there she doesn’t care what happens to her she couldn’t care less about herself. When she’s down there all she can feel is hurt, sorrow, pain, anger, sadness, anxiety, stress and fear. In her mind When she’s down there no one likes her she is hated by everyone. Everyone sees her. for the scum she is. Everyone sees a disgusting human being. But to one specific person, she is the ray of light that keeps the darkness away. To that person, she is the reason they don’t drown. To that person, she is everything and that person doesn't see why she sees them like this. That person thinks that they did something wrong and that they deserve to be under the water next….
Do it as you like
Tags: Sad, Do, Happy, Life Lessons, Life

. I don’t know about you but I always have this feeling on Saturday night that I’m supposed to do something. Its an obligation that society puts in our heads that we have to go out and get drunk when we can. That if we are not being stupid and losing control we’re not being young and actually living. I say fuck that shit!

. I don’t like going out to much, I hate crowed places and being at home watching Netflix is one of the best pastimes for me. I feel like I’m losing my youth because of the people pressuring me and I end up doing stuff that I’m not comfortable with just to make another person happy. I’m done trying to do what others think it’s fun I like doing nothing a lot it makes me feel good and happy. Isn’t that what matters at the end of the day?!

. I say we do what we feel good doing it. Don’t do it because of your friends, don’t do it because someone will think badly about you, just do what makes you happy. If we don’t live as we want to we will have an unhappy life and that’s not worth it.
Fix it with Fake Lashes
By: Sarah Everts
Tags: Depression, Sad, Self-awareness, Mental Health, Life

For those who suffer from depression, you know that life can feel like you are going through the motions. We tell everyone we are doing fine when in fact we are the opposite of fine.

They say that the best way to get out of a depressive funk is to put yourself in a happy mood. Go out with your friends and be social. Post on social media about how great life is. Wear that daring outfit that you know will get you compliments. Does this method actually work?

You wake up in the morning and your body is dead weight. Unable to remove itself from the bed. Your alarm goes off once, twice, three times before you open your phone to scroll through social media and check your email. Finally, you force yourself out of bed and put on your best outfit, fix your hair just so, and cover your face in makeup. Look better, feel better. That is the solution, right?

The day drags on and you are catching yourself slipping into the empty feelings. You hide in the bathroom just so you can be alone with your thoughts and take a break from your bubbly facade. All you can dream of is climbing back into your bed where it is safe and warm and real life can be turned off so your dreams can become your reality. However, it is the middle of the work day so you use all your energy to return yourself to your desk and paste a smile back on your face. You feel good, right? You look good, so you must.

Talking to people has become a chore and the day is almost done. You get into your car and feel your body melt into the seat. Your brain wanders aimlessly as you drive home. It is like you’re in slow motion as you make the same left turn you make every afternoon. Once in the safety of your house, you strip yourself of the day and transform back into what you dragged out of bed that very morning. The fake eyelashes come off and you realize they did nothing to fix the way you feel. In fact, they seem to have worsened the situation by hiding the very fact you are not fine. You are not fine at all. So you slide back into your bed to escape your reality and create a new one for the next 8 hours before you have to wake up and put on the mask again.
Success
Tags: Food For Thought, Quick Reads, Sad, Poetry, Motivation

There will be times where everything seems like too much, when teeth are needed to get everything, when fights are the only way to be heard. Winning feels great most of the time, the adrenaline, the sense of reward, the fine taste of surpassing your own expectations.

But there will be times where none of that is worth it. When you came all the way to top of the mountain, beating all giants, removing all obstacles, and none of that has any meaning. With no more love to invest, no more words to tell. You sit there with your broken bones from all the fighting, all the numbness from all the shields you had to carry, you sit there alone, sucessfully alone, weak.

That’s when you realize that sucess is about the journey and not the goal. Our heart pumps blood because of the stress, the complexity and chaos of our lives. We have to make sure to always bring everything with us to the top of the mountain. To carry our thoughts, our feelings, our origins, our people, everything we care for. Because in the end, the top of the mountain won’t give a shit about you.
Detecting Sadness Based on Your Spotify Listening History
By: Lee Martin
Tags: Sad, Music, Marketing, Programming, Spotify

Knowing we have this variable available, it should be fairly simple to measure an average of valence based on a collection of Spotify tracks. Sadly, the Spotify Platform does not (publicly) offer a stream of every track a user has ever consumed but they do provide the top 50 tracks a user has played over three periods of time.

Long term : calculated from several years of data and including all new data as it becomes available

: calculated from several years of data and including all new data as it becomes available Medium term : approximately last 6 months

: approximately last 6 months Short term: approximately last 4 weeks

We’ll leave the term choice up to the user so they can see how their mood may have changed over time.

So, in our code, we’ll need to authenticate the user on Spotify, grab the recommended time frame of tracks, obtain the audio features for all of them, and finally, calculate the average valence. Check out this article on how I handle Spotify authorization using implicit grant.

With a Spotify token handy, I like to create an axios instance of the Spotify API for easy accessing of the platform.

const spotify = axios.create({

baseURL: 'https://api.spotify.com/v1/',

headers: {

'Content-Type': 'application/json',

'Authorization': `Bearer ${token}`

}

}

With this instance available, we can first get the user’s top tracks based on a provided time frame. Once we receive those, we’ll need to construct the track ids into a comma separated string for use with the audio features method.

let term = 'medium-term' spotify.get(`me/top/tracks?limit=50&time_range=${term}`)

.then(response => {

let ids = response.data.items.map(item => item.id).join(",")

})

We can now use our ids parameter to receive the audio features of all of our tracks at once by calling the appropriate method. Once we receive those, we’ll calculate the mean of just the valence feature. Looks like I cheated Math once again and used the meanBy lodash method. 😅

spotify.get(`audio-features/?ids=${ids}`)

.then(response => {

let features = response.data.audio_features

let mean = _.meanBy(features, f => 1 - feature.valence)

let score = Math.round(mean * 100)

})

Thanks to Astralwerks on bringing me into this fun concept. Go ahead and find our your own score by visiting the app. I would also suggest checking out this thread to watch the Illenium fans react to their own scores. I received a 55% for All Time by the way. Prince has a lot of Sad Boi anthems!
Why dentists start to feel isolated in their practice? How do we fix this?
By: Saj Arora
Tags: Connection, Sad, Continuing Education, Depressed, Dentist

You are an amazing dentist! You went to a really good undergraduate program and then went on to finish a 4-year dental program. You learned so much and even though you were a little nervous the day that you graduated, you were ready for what lay ahead. You started work as an associate, or you took on the task of practice ownership. You got busy. Super busy… So freaking busy….Days melted into weeks, weeks into months and now a few years have gone by.

Today, at this moment, do you feel isolated in your practice? Do you work in a silo?

Do you have a mentor, someone you can reach out to? Wasn’t continuing education supposed to help you stay up to date? But has it really worked for you? Have you even taken enough courses to be compliant or if you have, have you really retained anything?

Not to fear, we fixed continuing education.

We know it’s a crazy bold statement, but we believe that connections are the foundation to an amazing dental education. You don’t learn anything in isolation. Learning is the ultimate social activity. You learn from others just as much as they learn from you. We literally programmed (coded from scratch, no wordpress or some mish-mash of plugins here) an education platform to solve this problem.

http://core.edropin.com is home to Education Tracks, which are a set of courses bundled together, that focus on one particular goal. For example, our first track helps you get your entire 3-yr. Category-1 CE requirement in Toronto (AGD PACE) complete in one-go.

24 CE Credits for only $250, which is less than $10.50/CE, including meals and with amazing speakers.

More importantly, JOINING A TRACK is totally free. That’s right you don’t even have to buy the ticket to be part of the community. By joining you get direct access to all the discussions and potential opportunity to meet mentors and expand your professional connections.

See, I told you we fixed continuing education. Now you get to learn with others, share ideas, discuss topics and truly engage with people both in-person and virtually. These are the people you can reach out to when you feel isolated at any point in your dental career. Seriously, don’t miss out on the conversation and an incredible and free networking opportunity today. Join now at http://core.edropin.com

I look forward to greeting you there.

Cheers, Saj
Goodbye
By: Kennedy Hill
Tags: Sad, Friendship, Goodbye

Am I stupid because it’s over? For a long time it felt like it would last. I could see us being best friends for the rest of our lives. I’ve never felt so alive and so real when I was with them, and to know that feeling may never return is heartbreaking. Not a lot brings me joy and makes me feel content. So when something finally does, I am blissfully hoping that it won’t leave me. But it always does. Joy always seems fleeting to me. Like it’s a temporary feeling, that feels amazing for a while, but when it leaves

Why doesn’t anyone want to stay with me? Why do they always move on? I’ve never had a permanent friendship. There have been people who were my friend for a long time, a few years even, but they all eventually move on without me. But this time I was sure that it would last. Like if I had a million dollars to bet on our friendship lasting more than six months, I would have bet the whole million dollars. I am rarely so sure and certain of things, and this was something I wholeheartedly believed.

This makes me pessimistic about every relationship I’m in. In the back of my mind lingers the truth that this will eventually end. So, I rarely let myself open up to people, because I know they will leave anyways. Maybe I’m the problem. Maybe I’m the reason everyone leaves. Like I’m universally disposable.

So here I am. Crying on a Tuesday afternoon because I have no friends. And honestly, I’ve been here before countless times. After a friendship ends, I feel crushed. It feels like I’ll never be friends with someone again. But, then, someone strolls into my life for a few months, we have a great time, but they eventually leave, and the cycle repeats. It’s like I’m on my own Ogygia, all alone. People pass through, but they never stay.

Or could I just be over dramatizing my life? This could be totally normal, and I’m just upset. That’s probably what is happening. When people leave, it isn’t personal, it isn’t meant to hurt me, it’s just how life goes. Yeah, that seems like the most probable answer.

Wow, just reading back what I wrote sounds pretty cringey, not gonna lie. I tend to be over dramatic about this stuff, but I still am pretty sad about it all. It’s always hard to process the end of a friendship, and writing it down helps. So, thanks for reading this far, lol. Don’t worry, I’m fine, I just needed to cry and get this off my chest.
(Heart)breaking News: schools closed for remainder of the year
Tags: Teaching, Massachusetts, Sad

To my freshmen: Thank you for your humor, your empathy, and your hard work, even when you really didn’t want to do whatever we were asking of you. Thank you for helping to create a real community in our classroom and supporting your classmates through both monumental and more minuscule difficulties with wit and kindness.

To my sophomores: Thank you for your commitment, your maturity, and your insight. Seeing your lightbulb moments while tackling new and difficult texts was amazing, and watching you understand and connect to the world through literature gave me hope for the future.

To my coworkers: I miss you all.

To my first ever class of freshmen from four years ago: I am so proud of you all, and I’m so sorry your graduation/prom/senior year won’t be everything you imagined it to be.

I knew it was coming, and I know it is the choice that had to be made for everyone’s safety…but I’ll be spending the rest of today (and probably longer) mourning the loss of the rest of the ‘19-’20 school year.

This is sad, this is hard, and this really sucks.
Depression
By: Antonia Leao
Tags: Depression, Poem, Antonia, Sad

She would knock on your door when you least expected.

Would sit on your shoulder, making sure you could feel her weight.

That cloud

That continuous paradox

of an absence that fills your whole day so you can’t help but give up

you drop the pencil

can’t seem to get up

you breathe heavily

so heavily that you wonder what would happen

if you simply stopped

nails

nail leaving marks on your own body

gotta do something

feel something

drink something?

smoke something?

fuck something?

nah

so you try to make a choice

Eat something but you can’t swallow

walk, but you can’t feel your own feet

hair pulling

more scratching

something

something

pain

pain

still better than nothing at all

Try to search for someone, but they all seem meaningless

even those around you suddenly mean nothing

a purpose

a feelling

how? where?

how do they do it? Every day, every step?

it all seems exhaustive

if i can just lay here.. just for a minute

no! If I close my eyes no one knows when I’ll get up again

Gotta keep on looking

It’s not a person. Sometimes it is. Today is something else

You keep trying to search for a better solution but it’s hard

hard to rely only on yourself

and then you find the strength

to pick up the pencil again

to let it all out

to allow yourself to scream

to feel it

Oh it’s so good to finally feel it

the pain

the joy

the world

And just like that

After minutes of desperation or hours

you are yourself again

And she might be back

But she can never take that away from you
Moving past the circus
By: Aruna Maurya
Tags: Mindfulness, Sanity, Sad, Mind, Life Lessons

“Life is a circus ring with some moments more spectacular than the others.”

Well, what about the other moments that are ‘less’ spectacular? You just live them as any other. You probably only want the good ones to peg themselves in your memory but surprisingly it’s those other ones that make it home. Like that nagging feeling which you want to overlook because of reasons you don’t want to tell yourself. Could it be because you know you were wrong? Or that you were a fool? Does it make much of a difference? In the end you were the butt of a joke and that’s how it’s going to stay. Sometimes it is you who is laughed at and at other times it’s you who is on the other side, absorbed in all the sadistic satisfaction. But you did have your share of failures, in life. Does that sadistic satisfaction make it any better? Does this make it any less? Screaming at someone else, does it actually make you feel any better?

Did you grow around those failures? And if you look at it closely, you find that most of these memories are stale, they belong to a time which does not, should not have the right to affect you in any way, emotionally or mentally. Why should it anyways? You were a joke, a failure, a whatever which you were, but something that’s also true is that time is gone. Letting it contaminate your present is just so not fair to yourself. Being consciously aware when your mind transitions into the state where it is self destructing is probably the only way you can remain sane.
Am I a simp?
By: Pritish Kokare
Tags: Crush, Sad, One Sided Love, Love, Bestfreindsforever

Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash

I was in 10th grade and there was this girl in our class , beautiful, witty and intelligent , in fact she aced every exam she appeared.As anyone can imagine she was loved and adored by many.

To be honest i had a crush on her since i was in 6th grade.we often stared at each other,sometimes so long that even we knew we were staring at each other.I did wanted to confess my feelings ,but as any boy and lover ever lived, i didn’t . I had this fear inside my mind , that if i told her everything she might never even talk to me and also our non existent friendship would come to an end.

Photo by Adrian Swancar on Unsplash

I often used to write those words in our chat again and again , then erased them before i had any chance to further send them . At times , i would get so confused and used to indulged myself in her thoughts ,that surroundings started to fade away and my memories with her felt more real.

Our exams were approaching and i never felt my heart beat so fast ,not because of the exam pressure but because this was our final exam and after this we were heading our ways . so somehow i gathered myself and wrote her a 12 page letter telling her how much i needed her and loved her and would take care of her.

I never in my life imagined she would reply me , because in my mind she was this almighty figure everybody wanted to have their hands on.But she replied!

Before opening her letter i was so thrilled and excited and happy!!(even while writing this i feel ecstatic)SO i opened it . It was really good at first , she appreciated the thing that i wrote a letter this long just for her and even mentioned that nobody gave anything of such magnitude .MY HOPES WENT SO DAMN HIGH . I suddenly had a confidence boost and raised self esteem, coz somebody was interested in me!

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AND then it comes! She wrote “only if u would have told me early”.

My heart just sank.I didn’t knew whether to rejoice for, her acceptance or despair for the lack of time . And ,we departed . Just like that! It was over.

I was DESTROYED! Somehow i managed to kept my academic score together.Believe me it was the most rough time of my life. So much so that every night before sleeping i stared at her photos and thought they would talk to me.(yeah creepy.)

we met after 2 years at our tuition which i had just joined . She glanced at me, i obviously was lost in her eyes which were very appealing to me then too.But something was changed.she was holding someone else’s hand which was unfortunately a boy . I didn’t like it . But i thought she would at least smile back, and i would hug her right away ! But she didn’t . She just blatantly ignored me and smiled at her friend , as if she was trying to say “ i am committed .”

so tell me was I a SIMP?
How Being Sad can Bring the Best Out of You
Tags: Blog, Sad, Dark, Human Behavior, Articles

How Being Sad can Bring the Best Out of You Danishpandey Jul 9·1 min read

In the 21st century, sadness is still looked upon as a brain malfunctioning that needs to be cured. Labeling it as a “problem emotion” that needs to be kept at bay or eliminated. As human beings evolved, the emotion of sadness has grown by a large proportion. Evolution must have had something in mind, right?

Recent discoveries show that sadness as an emotion infiltrates our brain and influences our behavior. Even though happiness leads the way, being sad can bring out the best of you.

1. Sadness can improve your basic instincts

2. Sadness can lead to motivation

3. Sadness leads to happiness

4. Sadness can improve interactions

5. Sadness can improve your judgment

Sadness is not a state of depression. Once you can embrace sadness, it can lead you to the path of happiness that your mind seeks. The purity of sadness is difficult to combat of course but over some time, if you learn how to channel the pure sadness into a state of well-being, it can bring the best out of you.
Just want to be free
Tags: Sad, Hopelessness, Nightmare, Pain, Dreams

Is it wrong to follow what I want and is it a crime I had dreams for myself, I don’t know who can relate to me but giving up on your dreams. I am tired and I want to stop trying because my mind won’t let me rest. Sometimes I hope I could for once disappear from the face of earth. I wanna run away from all whom I know, I want to start anew because I only that stops my mind from running wild in every wrong direction. My dreams turn more bizarre every night and the more I don’t want to think about it the more twisted they become. This time my dreams was a bit relaxing rather than dark , I was in a field , probably it’s a wheat field. The sun is directly above my head and it is a not too hot on the contrary it is mild enough to lay down and relax for a bit. My eyes hurt a lot , I want to sleep and the weather is perfect for it , it’s been long since I have slept peacefully. I lay down in wheat field and there is a gust of wind playing with my hair making me fall in love with the idea of being alive again. The ticklish feeling of wheat on my skin and the wind making it more soothing for me is like someone wants to love me at least I won’t end up alone in this dream. I don’t want this dream to get over , it’s like I don’t want to wake up again and face the harsh reality of my ruined life. All ever wanted was someone who cared about me but all I got from being good to others was heartbreak, I don’t want to try love anymore.

I open my eyes and the sky has turned dark , the mild weather has shifted to uncomfortably cold night sky. This does not scary me much though but my sweet dream turns into a nightmare when I hear a girl laughing. I was supposed to be alone here but here it get louder and it’s getting closer .

As soon as I hear is getting closer I don’t think it’s a girl laughing. This laugh is something unearthly which I don’t think I have ever heard. This is the point when fear starts to seep through my whole body. If I stay here anymore I would freeze where I am standing, I need to run as fast as I can I don’t want to discover what I might encounter tonight, If only there was one time when I could sleep peacefully for one night.

I think I will keep running before my legs go sore but why does it feel so real , it is just a dream, why do I have to feel all this pain and fear. Is this real?

That thing is nearing it’s distance to me and I can see it more clearly now. It looks like a scarecrow and has coal black beaming eyes as if filled with tar , its mouth is wide open and looks like it is covered blood. Although it’s eyes are coal dark yet I cans see the trust of blood in its eyes.

All I can do is run before my legs give in and my head is starting to feel dizzy , I don’t think I have much to do with my life anyways . Maybe I should stop running and give up ……….
Unlimited
Tags: Writing, Sad, Unlimited, Followers, Stories

There was a simple girl, living a simple life with her family happily. She wanted to fulfill her dream of becoming a famous writer, so she applied for a job in a publishing and production company. She was overjoyed, as soon as she accepted the job, she did not know what fate had in store. As events unfold, the game of fate begins in the poor girl’s life. The manager of the company was a good and poor person living a miserable life with his wife who always cheated on him, this is the talk that deceived that girl that night and in hindsight he could easily deceive her He was getting closer to her little by little and made her believe that she was the one who would bring happiness into his life and that she was the one who convinced him to divorce. The girl saw in him the image of the right person for her, she believed in love. Events developed, and she was offered to marry and a love affair developed between them. The big accident came, the girl discovered that she was pregnant and told him she was afraid, but he was happy with that news and made her dream of a wonderful family. They prepared a beautiful room for her child, and that was her happiest moment. The day of hell came, he told her that he would take her to his doctor friend for examination, I went to her, and the woman was kind and affectionate, so she proceeded to examine, but I tried to give her medicine, she did not feel safe, so I told her what this medicine is. A drug for abortion was a surprise and ran out of the office to her baby’s room, frightened. She found the man waiting for her and told him everything that happened, and the shock was when he said that he was the one who asked her to do that.

The girl did not understand what was happening. He said to her: Do you really think that I will love you or by carrying this child, you will enter my house and I will ruin my family for you, you are really a stupid girl. The girl was completely destroyed. She tried to escape, but he started beating her, but she managed to escape and found someone protecting her, his driver, whom she considers like her brother. He helped her and drove her home and promised her that he would not tell anyone and that he would bring her back from leaving the country with her family….. Continued
India reports less than 50k Coronavirus cases for 27th day in a row
By: India Ahead News
Tags: Covid, Coronavirus, Corona

India reported less than 50,000 COVID-19 cases for the 27th day in a row with 36,594 new infected in the last 24 hours, as per to the Union Ministry of Health and Family Welfare’s data on Friday (December 4).



The total COVID-19 cases in the country reached 95,71,559, which includes 4,16,082 active cases and 90,16,289 recoveries.



Meanwhile, with 540 new reported deaths, the cumulative toll mounted to 1,39,188.



As per the ministry, India’s active caseload has further dipped to 4.35 per cent of the total number of cases as daily recoveries have been outnumbering the new cases for the past seven days.



The last time the daily new cases crossed the 50,000-threshold was on November 7.



Meanwhile, the total number of tests for the COVID-19 conducted in the country reached 14,47,27,749, of which, 11,70,102 were conducted on Thursday, according to the Indian Council of Medical Research.



Maharashtra has the maximum number of active cases in the country at 85,535, the Union Health Ministry said. A total of 17,03,274 people have also recovered from coronavirus infection in the state, while 47,472 have lost their lives to it, it said.



The coronavirus situation in Delhi has started to see considerable improvement with 29,120 active COVID-19 cases on Thursday. The national capital has reported 5,43,514 recoveries and 9,424 death till Thursday morning, said the Union Health Ministry.



Mizoram reported seven new COVID-19 cases in the last 24 hours.
The Birdcage
By: Dr. Amy Pierovich
Tags: Covid, Free, Handbags, Poetry, Detachment

The Birdcage

Photo by Kitera Dent on Unsplash

Vera sits behind the desk at physical therapy,

she moves efficiently,

dressed in her earth-brown ruffled skirt and Ugg boots,

glossy red hair pulled tightly in a bun.

A good luck kitty, paw up; Tibetan bell;

turquoise Eiffel tower; rest upon her shelf.

Vera smiles occasionally, steel blue eyes gaze right back at you.

Vera collects designer handbags:

Chanel, Versace, Louis Vuitton, Hermes her favorite.

She named her first bag “Baby,”

the birth of more to come.

Handbags can signify myriad things

— wealth, status, style, and ease.

What did these handbags mean to Vera?

Vera admires Elizabeth Taylor, perhaps that’s a clue,

a wish for elegance, security, pure exultant luxury.

Her handbag collection neared eighty, then COVID hit.

Something changed inside of Vera, a deep reflection set in:

life forever-cherished, but things would just be things.

She sold off most of her collection on e-Bay,

let go of precious ones, pared down to only eighteen.

Vera said,

“I feel like somebody opened up a birdcage and let me out.”

“I feel free.”

Possessions no longer own Vera,

detachment set her free.
Kishore Hemlani: Nearly A Third Of All Nurses’ COVID Deaths In The U.S Are Filipino
By: Kishore Hemlani
Tags: Covid, Coronavirus, Kishorehemlani, Filipinonurses

By now we are very well aware of the coronavirus pandemic’s toll on healthcare workers worldwide. However, a study showed that in the U.S, Filipino nurses have been the most affected nationality during this period. Almost one in three of all American nurses, who lost their lives to the virus, since January, happened to be Filipino. This is despite the fact that only 4% of nurses across the U.S are Filipino.

Why are so many Filipinos dying?

One reason is that Filipino nurses are more likely to work in emergency rooms, intensives care units, and surgical units. This puts them at a higher risk of being exposed to the virus. Another reason is due to the areas and departments they work in hospitals. A 2005 study found a large proportion of Filipino nurses have completed specialty training in ICUs, ERs, and operating rooms, some of the most critical care departments.

Moreover, Filipinos are more likely to be obese, have high blood pressure, and be diabetic compared to whites. They also often live in multi-generational households, surrounded by grandparents, parents, and children, all under a single roof. These could be contributing factors to the high death rate among them Filipino nurses in the U.S.

Kishore Hemlani condemned the unfortunate news by saying “It deeply saddens me to see so many highly industrious and family-oriented Filipino healthcare workers die while putting their lives at risk attempting to save the lives of others. They are the true heroes of the world right now.”
Updated Entry Requirements for Belize
By: Caribbean Culture, Lifestyle- Belize
Tags: Covid, Reopening, Flights

Belize is officially open for tourism, and there’s a handful of entry requirements all travelers should know. Firstly, all arriving passengers to Belize must test negative for COVID-19; either by pre-testing or by testing on arrival. Secondly, all travelers must download and complete the Belize Health App within 72 hours of arrival. Thirdly, all tourists must book with an approved Gold Standard certified accommodation. required information. All inbound passengers will be screened on arrival to Belize with contact-less technology. In addition to undergoing non-invasive temperature checks and observations, passengers may be subject to additional testing depending on screening results. As a reminder, face masks are required to be worn at all times throughout the entire airport process; from deplaning to exiting the airport.

1–2–3 Entry Requirements to Belize



1. Pre-Travel Requirements



All travelers must download and complete the Belize Travel Health app within 72 hours of travel to Belize, regardless of nationality. You can download the Belize Health App by clicking here. Once information is completed and you are given your unique QR code, save a copy via screenshot for travel to Belize. It is important that this be done prior to arrival for a significant reduction of wait time at the airport; however, completing more than 72 hours in advance results in your QR code expiring and resetting.
Consistently Observed Phenomena Reflect Reality
By: Dr. Jarryd Willis Phd
Tags: Covid, Psychology, Gender Socialization, Merry Christmas, Sex Differences

Maskual Harassment

“Said he would have tipped me better if I didn’t have a mask on”

Maskual Harassment, a term coined by One Fair Wage, defines the phenomenon of women service workers being asked to take off their masks before being tipped.

Research in the field of evolutionary psychology & gender socialization have found contextually similar results. For instance, Miller et al. (2007) found that lap dancers who weren’t on birth control received an estrous bonus during ovulation ($335 U.S. dollars per 5 hour shift during the high fertility phase) compared to the tip$ men gave them the rest of the month ($260 per shift during the luteal phase, and $185 per shift during menstruation), whereas lap dancers on hormonal contraception earned virtually the same in tip$ throughout the month.

Why does birth control affect the tip$ men give lap dancers?

Straight/bisexual men rate women as more attractive during their high fertility/ ovulatory phase compared to the rest of the month (Havlíček et al., 2006; Kuukasiarvi et al., 2004; Singh & Bronstad, 2001; Facial Attractiveness — Roberts et al., 2004; lower waist-to-hip ratio — Kirchengast & Gartner, 2002), . Birth control significantly suppresses the evolutionary changes that take place during ovulation that are associated with increasing bisexual/heterosexual men’s interest in ovulating women. Basically, our default settings continue to ensure that we won’t be going extinct anytime soon.

(Note: many countries are below their replacement rate)

In short, contraception reduces the synchronization of these default settings & thus reduces the earnings that women on birth control receive from male patrons.

Hypotheses: (A) Gay male patrons wouldn’t give non-contraceptive lap dancers larger tips during ovulation compared to the rest of the month.

(B) Gay male patrons would show no contraception-related difference in the $$$ amount of tips they would give lap dancers.

(C) Lesbians & bisexual women would show results similar to straight/bisexual men.
France reports first case of new coronavirus strain
By: India Ahead News
Tags: Covid, Coronavirus, Covid 19

The first case of the new coronavirus strain was discovered in France, reported French media.



The person had recently returned from the United Kingdom and had tested positive for the new strain in the city of Tours.



The person did not show any signs of symptoms and is currently self-isolating at his home.



The French government has already banned flights and closed its borders with the United Kingdom to stop the spread of the new strain.



French health authorities have already started to contact trace and any person that would seem vulnerable would be isolated.



The new strain of the COVID called VOC-202012/01 was first detected in the United Kingdom which was first detected in October and started spreading rapidly in Mid- December.



The strain is considered to be 70 percent more transmissible than other reported strains of the virus.



This has prompted several countries to ban flights from the UK and start contact tracing people who arrived in the country from the UK in the past month.



There have been concerns regarding how the new strain would affect the efficacy of the vaccine.



Moderna and Pfizer have started to collect and analyse data to determine how their respective vaccines against the new strain.