Adaptive but sorted

Manish Bhodiwal

“गुम हूँ यहाँ वहाँ, भूल जाने को मैं,

जो दिख रहा नकाबो से उन चेहरों में जहाँ”
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e believe in magic, moments that happened or willing to happen, but for a
change we gradually started falling back into some new adaptive nature. Yes, we
do have lots of choices or sources but are we happy in that? Different will be the
answers and no one gonna complain over this as we need things sorted as sweet as simple.
One have their own interpretation as of being in comfort while conversation. Daily maintain-
ing the ideology of truth, we have gone too far, doors may be closed and hope of ray in terms
of whatever. My dear thoughts, you have changed me completely and now I am scared of
own whether to realise myself or adopt the sorted one, it’s been difficult to understand.
Do we judge on small scale or just a matter of time, not a deal to crack but this kind of life
sucks and funny is that we are indulging to be happy in it. Don’t argue, if don’t then why am
I here, for listening or to determine being a loser in terms.
There’s always a strength to control the occurrence but we are too busy with comparison, ev-
ery single chain accomplish me towards a new direction.
Don’t be sad and even don’t try to yell yourself, maybe with that you might recall some an-
noying stuffs and believing that of getting into, I have gone through with you in that roller
caster.
Remember you the one keeping smiles over your pocket just put it on and roam with me, that
suits you, I know better about me, slowly studying you also, isn’t that funny for a while but
trust me you gonna miss my company once getting ended. How it started, we grown up from
stupidity. Yeah strong and brave without sense in real and powerful in reel. Ohh how could I
forgot that we are such a coward looking into mirrors of own and one such believes us on that
is our friend or the closed ones or family or may be anyone understandable.
Commendable thoughts captures you with a heavy mind and in truth of that there might be
simplicity in describing the conditions that has never been a part of but our heart make it into
that adaptive process.
Heart, what you write, remembering the stories when you indulge with kind of qualities you
mention in entire life either smaller instincts to the success you decided or failure. You have
been boosted up with flying colours.
I assure you again, be a part of friendship or freedom and fall for the one who you are, simple
and sorted but less to be adaptive, that’s where you see me while in being a part of own.