New wine in old bottle!

The scene, that’s filled with silence that’s beyond words.
Eternal peace filled the atmosphere; or is there any atmosphere at all!
It should be the beginning., some unknown power decided in a moment.

Let, there be light., some unknown sound echoed in every corners of unknown scene.
And our story begins from there,

Yore, there lived a ‘unconquered’ of higher thoughts in the kingdom of hidden knowledge.
And in the border, the forgotten forest of materialistic pleasures, dark and deep and hard to escape.
There lured lots of ancient animals and unworthy lives, those enjoy the prejudice and other materialistic enjoyments that yields nothing but a moment full of happiness and a burned heart.

Thither, in the midst of that world, caste to live the ‘unconquered’ caused by his laziness and inactivity on his duties.
Pudh! the life in short there, in the words of highness; forced secan for the remedies of his problems.
Suddenly, he saw a lady of mysterious charm, for here he fell on his knees.
“Who art thou? Whence, comest thou?”  he beseech;
giving a smile that darted through the heart, walked away the lady like a portrait of the blessed.

To the evil ears of dark lord spill the thoughts of mighty ‘unconquered’, through his carelessness for a second, for which he given a hefty sum and the power of dark began their work.

Four words that’s blind, fills the heart and covered the eyes.
Though unspoken, words flowed without objection.

There came monster of necromancers, only to be hunted down.
By this time, ‘unconquered’ forgets his aims, he fell again and then again on the depths of the charm. He given words that is as worth as his life to the dump ears of the charm of youthfulness. Only to be forgotten and left to be wound in the lonely shadows of the dark forest.

He believed, there should be light in the other end. He evoked only the power of thoughts (law of attraction), even though he is the master of moon and yields the power of ancients. Because, he believed the laws of nature and wise. However the charm pressured him to dream the life of butterfly – beautiful but short.

He remembered only two days in the year, on one such a day he smells what lies ahead.
Thunder and storm filled the air when he signet the truth by the testimony from unexpected.
However his Mind, that once again become under control by that time, care a penny for the charm and walked away… head high on air, brave! durst!

Under the tree of life, he drank the elixir to enlighten…
Now, the broken heart is heeled, and
‘unconquered’ whispered only one word.,

“For thee I gave up mine; though, thee chose to go away, thine charm still exist; but thee left me to choose my rules.”

And here starts new story, yet to wist.

(I know, this is madness, but I’m mad. Quit this post or bless this post.)

Remember one thing, Best place to hide truth is in public.

Never, Ever Hurt a Man’s Pride

You can do anything to man till you damages his pride. I’m not going to justify men on this. But they are so and so. We are caring and loving. At the same time we love us too. Someone said, You can’t love another living-thing unless you love yourself. Sometimes it grows and become ego – Problem!. Once  pride change into ego, then it’ll be disastrous for both parties. So why made man change?

Man will give up anything for his love, so does he for his pride. Ever he given up his pride for something – the hardest thing on earth – it must be for someone more precious than his life.

We don’t care whether you keep flowing pleasantries over us, we can live without them. We can survive even if you left us alone – we enjoy silence.  Let him be the king of his own kingdom, small or large. He’ll be happy. You will be happy.

As proud as Lucifer.
Philip James Bailey

No, I’m not talking about materialistic pride. Like, I have the biggest mansion in the county, I own a “xxxx”. Such pride are worth nothing. You can bash them for the benefit of that person. What I’m talking about is self-esteem. That work as a catalyst for him. His fire.

Though pride is not a virtue, it is the parent of many virtues.
George Chapman

Man may explode, when his pride is shattered and that will be compensated right that moment. Or he continue to keep up anger. Still good, because he is not hiding his feelings. There are still different categories. The heavenly kind, who forgives and given up earthly pride. Hard to find such a guy. However, the deadliest group is yet to follow, They are masters of art. Keep waiting for the time to come. Reaction will be disastrous. You never know who is behind this. Yes, world is changing… so never give yourself a chance to hurt another man’s pride.

I’m no saint, nor you can expect me to keep my pride from turning into ego. But for sure, I’ll be a hard crack. I’ll give sign, if I find myself being hurt, good for you if you stop. Else, I’m the last category. Oh! don’t worry, I’ll not finish you up or make you hurt unless you did that big mistake or come to me within a short period. I’m more forgiving than anybody you can find. But give me some time to heal myself.

There is a paradox in pride: it makes some men ridiculous, but prevents others from becoming so.
Charles Caleb Colton

I know, you are bored enough. But keep away is this: Never, ever hurt a Man’s Pride.