Night changes morning

Last night I met a thought that how girls are different from or boys from girls? That difference is of treating both of them different . Girls , they grow up with responsibilities , acknowledgment of doing everything while boys, they grow up and no one knows when it happened. Such a little thing creates a big difference. Here neither boys nor  girls does anything different ,it is the way they taught to be different since the first day of them on this earth. Our thinking and beliefs create such environment that distinguish both the genders automatically. They feel it automatically from inside that they are different.


morning story

Opend my eyes early morning at 4o’clock , which was not planned. it was random and natural. kept awake till next hour , did nothing but wanted to get up from my bed and wished to see an ocean from my window . It was just an imagination i had in my mind. An imagination i wanted to be happen that moment. But something i realised this morning , yes different from what i imagined but satisfactory as to continue morning was the scene from the roof of my apartment, here i could see birds chirping singing morning songs, human beings on feet walking on roads with a smile that these some minutes will take care of their life when they would be busy doing work for someone else’s. And the irony we never work for ourselves. Through the life we will be working for others.