The reason I hate Love

Love is a trauma of life which relates you with many and the desires are never ending but desperately the debates are not summed up.The historical narration of love of different mythic heroes and heroine in context of their social and religion made me aware I am hanged between the word  " love" and it's real meaning.From birth to last moment of life love favors different shade and I just monotonously keep on explaining their shades of the different aspects of love.Love varies to animal and human being when human love is more demanding day by day .Just I know I cannot love you anymore because I have the reason to hate love .The pessimistic vision created by mass media and different mythical narratives has made me cruel to view the meaning in your actions and behavior still the psycho analytical narration of love has made me more confused and away from you.

Earthquake in Nepal

The shame of being a child of your parents does not leave when natural disaster like earthquake does not pave the way to you to save you the old parents in need.I used to feel I was a good human being but this disaster proved me evil natured because I could not manage to reach to meet any victim or my own parents.The news with videos made cry a lot but being a poor Nepali I could do nothing I just prayed to God for safety of all of the Nepalese. The tension of being sufferer and victim in such conditions is undefined but I just try to jot down the words to derive the positive meanings of them.May Lord Pashupatinath give power to all the Nepalese  to bear the pain of such condition.

confused

The confusion to be a human being is never ending.I always tried to erase the demarcation line between my insanity and inactivesness and tried to go ahead but the vagueness of being human is leading nowhere.I read the articles by many youth about the then contemporary issues in politics and social medias but the answer is still away from me.The pictures of Facebook makes social appeal but inhuman friends are seen more humble but still I beg sorry to them.Seriously my confusion has aroused the zigzag truths around me.and I has been turned out to be i.