Crying Girl

It was calm Sunday noon, I was read a novel ” I too had a love story”. Book is awesome by an Indian writer, I was feeling happy after reading few scene between Two main characters. I closed book, and left for some work.

I started me bike, it was peaceful on road, no traffic at all. I saw a girl some 19 year old, wearing jeans and T shirt, open hair, talking on phone and holding one plastic bag in her hand with some oranges in it. But what I noticed was She was crying loudly, and she was trying to convince someone on other side of phone call.i am sure it will be some love relationships issue. 

But I feel sad when I saw someone crying like this on road as such scene reminds me one of school friend’s break up.

He was also crying on phone and her girl friend was not giving damn about it.

We were at “chowpaty” at Porbandar, I knew his whole 3 years old love story, and I was happy for him that both love each other a lot. But letter I went to other city for my job, and he called me up that he is going through Break up, and he needs me, so went there to meet him. He told me everything that he saw his girlfriend with some other boy at Garden, and then he fought with his girlfriend, and told her that never call me again and all stuff. But after a just week he started to miss her again, and he started texting and calling her again but now she was not giving replay. 

I told him that if she is having affair with someone else. Leave her, she is not even worth for a single text. Just forget her, and don’t call her or text her. 

But he was like wanted to talk with her last time and wanted to ask why you did this? 

He called me from my phone, she picked up, and my friend started to crying like baby. Was saying on phone baby I love you so much, I miss you so much, please don’t leave me, I am sorry, I will never doubt on you. Please i will die without you and bla..bla..bla..

She hanged up the call, and my friend was still crying and hugged me. 

It was all long before, and now my that friend is happily married with some other girl.

I felt to call him to tease him.

I called him, and asked him do you remember that break up day ? Crying like baby ? And we both laughed. 

I hope this young girl who was crying on road talking with someone on phone will laugh soon with such funny memories of break up days. 

“Time is the only solution of all the problems” 

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Meaning of Life.

The meaning of life is to create heaven on earth.

None of us know what will happen when we breathe out our last breath and we walk through the big blue door into whatever lies beyond. For ever and ever. I find that, to say the least, unspeakably and all-encompassingly TERRIFYING.

The meaning of my life, as far as I’m concerned, is to do whatever I can to contribute towards bringing humanity and science to a point where there is no disease, no death, no hunger, no poverty, no recessions, no environmental destruction.

Maybe we’ll never get to the point where science is advanced enough and political cadres progressive enough to bring about highly advanced, zero-footprint agricultural systems, perfectly automated economic systems, perfectly automated medical care and perfectly automated education.

Still, the possibility that every human being could have abundant food, excellent medical care and comprehensive education at zero cost to anyone is just too massively rewarding to ignore.

  • No more debates on welfare since the essential goods welfare would provide cost nothing or very close to nothing.
  • No more recessions set off by human error.
  • Maybe even no more death if we manage to reverse age and upgrade body parts if Zoltan Istvan – Wikipedia is anywhere close to the truth.
  • No more human cogs in the economic machine working 9–5 to do what a machine will be able to do. Spend more time with your children, manage your assets and wealth, contribute to science and research full-time, write a symphony, or build that Minecraft metropolis.

That’s what gives me hope – turning this earth from the spinning clusterf*ck we have now into a place that’s as close to heaven as possible.

PS. I suppose I am what you could call Christian. I love the culture and tradition of the Dutch Reformed Church I was raised in, I think faith adds great utility to my life and I have zero interest in converting anyone or interfering with anyone else’s life or lifestyle choices.

No-one can rationally prove what lies beyond death, and I’m quite contented in acting as an industrious, ethical human being for as long as I live and believing that there’s a divine Bed & Breakfast in the sky where I will be able to be reunited with my family and loved ones one day – in case we don’t manage to attain immortality.

(This is not my blog, but i read somewhere, full credits goes to whoever wrote this)

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