kachara

I was neglected by my family 

My family was neglected by .

The concept of family is trash.

The last one to sleep

From the last one to sleep 

At any of the drunken parties,

I have grown to become 

The first one to exit, and be home.

That said, I am bound to die early,

If destined live alone, further. 

Togetherness has become mandatory. 

Evolution of kindness

The most kindest is the one who goes to the most Shyyest or atleast who paves pathways to the most Shyyest to approach you.

Kindness

Kindness triumphs

Enroute Jannah

Today, two of Allah's umma,

Merrily married,

Secured their way to jannah,

Flagging off,

The holy sunnah,

Circumcising their premature kid.

Unfortunately, 

Neythan's parents were 

a doctor and an engineer! 

Bring me not back in here.

This is a warning.

Period. 

My women!

I belong to the kindest of women.
And my women are brave and pure.

Life of Men!

Men  live in a time  where  teddy bears and cats  receive more  sincere and unconditional  love  than husbands,  boyfriends and  brothers!

Waiting for the perfect!

The sadness in her eyes were beyond protection of the shields and the masks she wore! He was an artist of low repute, yet he could sense what her eyes spoke of! While she could experience the ecstasy of being naked and pure, she stood stubborn! He couldn't afford to stay offering more. He left. She tightened her armour and kept waiting for the perfect! She was 40 then!

Our bed, our pillow and my arms!

My arms used to feel the pain when I wake up every morning even though you slept with me not, not even one night. In our kingsize dream world, we both knew we only had one pillow and why was it so!