I don't understand people,
Who are sooo great at their work,
But so bad in behaviour and lifestyle.

There are some things,
No one except our mom can understand.

In the end,
My mother,
Is the best solution.

Whenever I'm nervous,
Whenever my mind stops working,
Whenever I feel I've nowhere to go I look for you Krishna,
My magic I need you again and always.

We call ourselves developed and modern,
By making things easier, and more comfortable for man by destroying nature and mankind.
Our comforts and needs have bought us this far, but where we are now, is it better than before?
Deforestation, industries, plastic and many more are invented for whom and who is going to pay?
I wish phones were never invented, as not only have we lost that longing love and affection but also it has become very easy to spread hate and destroy someone.
Think about it how we have become, our individual lives are no longer ours, it's mixed with all jealousy, agony, depression, and worthlessness as lots of happy and successful people are involved in our lives now. Social media has become a platform where there is hatred everywhere. How easy it has become to troll someone.
I wish I could never get to see that.

The ones who invented them will they ever be happy watching how we use them.
The ancient people,
Maybe they knew this would happen,
That's why they preferred conservation, over comfort.

The momentum of the earth seems to be squared,
As it's June out of nowhere.

Luck may get partial sometimes,
But at some point ain't I lucky too,
As I'm still alive, breathing and writing.