Differences: only truth.

Because the world is not made of atoms but stories.

The notion that we all are same, is one of the worst acclimation that a human go through. While there is nothing wrong in believing that we are are equal and to love and respect equally but when you say a man born in poor family in Mexico is same to a rich man in Latvia, I think no, that are not same, and all those born on this planet are different to others born before them or will in future.

          A perception is created that, as our blood is red, barring skin everything in between is same and so on. To this perception I say yes we are same to some extent but not entirely, and if we have to look through into this perception then I might be a wolf or a dolphin or may be an alligator as we all are same.
The defiance to natural law of perfection is entirely absurd as nature is in constant progress and it always better itself regard their physical, biological and psychological aspect to survive in ever changing environment. According to Herbert Spencer’s Survival of the Fittest we see nature always chooses the one who can survive and thus every time a new one is born in any species of any kingdom(not only humans) it is better than the last one.

The social factor of man makes him very different to others of same breed, race, region, religion etc. the Shia Muslims and the Sunni Muslims,  the The North Indians and the South Indians, the Blacks and the whites of any region, thus there are a lot of variation in between. And the idea that we all are same is one of the worst in sense that we don’t look forward to change what’s wrong with us, so instead of saying everyone is same we should accept that we all are different and that’s amazing and beautiful.

When you understand the idea that we are same we will make sure that everything remains same but accepting the differences will makes us change what’s wrong in us, to kill the prejudice and grow as mankind which is different and together.

The curiosity of a white child and vice-verca when he sees a black man for the first time, is beautiful because he is looking for differences rahther finding similarities but the beauty is he is not judging him by his color but is fascinated, thus this fascination should continue to grow while accepting that we all are different.

My Everything.

She isn’t the one,
 she isn’t perfect,
she isn’t my girlfriend but yes she is everything,
 she is the only one,
not my best friend,
 she is family,
family I chose.
   Nobody knows when you first meet someone, that what they gonna mean into your life.
It’s the normal process, when you meet new people, get to know and then went on to become the closest, the one secret keeper.

 How much I love her for the simple fact that she is my friend since class 6th,
She have played along my whole journey, in my failure, which I had more often, in my rise, which was not more than once or twice.
Having all the secret, she was one of the few trustees, and to this day I think how much I relied on her for all the things which I couldn’t do.

We all have a friend which takes into consideration of all the pros and cons, of our being into a situation, she holds the key to let us fall or rise.

Knowing all my girlfriends, and becoming their best friend is her biggest quality, as it always gave me an edge over all my high school relationships.

Now to this day, I still look up to her for all my disturbing thoughts, the advice, most of them weird but, actually very practical.
Now you can’t deny the fact that this person knows yourself more than you.

She is the wildflower,
She is the untamed lion,
She is the lone wolf,
And she is the butterfly,
She is the fragrance of Rose,
She is the love of my life.

To turn all the pages of my life, I would find a short note of her on every other corner.

                      To my best friend , to my life
                      To my Demon, to my Jaan.
You’re are everything to me, never to back, keep holding my hand.