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What Amazing is !!

Okay! So, before any prejudiced you be of the next moment you breathe, just know you owe me a smile. Coz, what you know of the moment now, is nothing but your eyes staring, and unnoticed breaths slipping away. And there is your mind lost in the words to validate the statements. So in the middle of the thoughts, just remember the dawn when you woke up to the Ordinary, yawning & passing the day with the routine meals and work. But somewhere in the middle of that bloody static living, you’re here, randomly reading an unexpected awakener! Learning what ‘Amazed’ could mean in your journey. Cheers, for you know you can feel this instance with broader eyes than you open, and with bigger life than you live. You know you can breathe heavy this time and hard embrace the moment you have. Amazing is that you know that seconds aren’t slipping away but lived instance by instance. And every moment here, you are conscious of your existence and cheering loudly for your life. It doesn’t matter what your expectations of life are, or what goal you wish you achieve. Amazing is, you bleed your lust out and your desires are naked to the world. You feel fearless to achieve everything at once and then you smile coz now you’ve known in your life, what amazing is!

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