We were born naked.
Our little eyes saw everything blurry.
An innocent has come to this world.
World of sin, world of ambition, world of obsession.
Money, love, power, sex, eating with ur silver spoon.
Happiness can’t be measured.
No standard of it.
When we lose them abruptly.
Material things, partner of life, a mother, a child, a neighbor, a good friend.
Trust me, I know how it feels.
Don’t play tough, because it’s tiring.
Be weak, cry as loud as you can, scream like a lunatic, do whatever u want to express how special they are.
But promise me, the next day u wake up..
Be glad, that u are still alive.
And u’re not alone.
The universe embraces u, with its saddest cloud when u cry.
But the universe also embraces u with its warm sunshine, when u wake up from a deepest pain of yours.
Be tough. Be brave. The universe one day will smile back at you.
Dedicated to all earthquake victims.
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