I got something today ,something that came from my inside, something I heard, and something I need to tell. It's something like wisdom, or, something like knowledge or something like confusion or something like inception. It's something I may not have understood , something you might not understand,but it's the something what I got today.
I got myself searching something,whole of the day. I got something slowed me down today. I got i felt happy while lazy today. I got I was happy for no cause today, but I got i was angry while being happy today.
I don't know exactly ,it was anger or something else. I was laughing silently and threw my mobile,not once but thrice .It's not really something strange for those who know me it's actually more than general, but for me it was different as i felt something different,i got it some different.
But,even now, it's not that something which I got today, it's also abnormal,but it's not the thought,not that thought.what I got today is about lust,more appropriately said in India as wasna.
Today i got some feelings about wasna. It's reality....It's truth.
I don't know how the word lust is seen, but i surely know the word wasna has always been seen as a bad word. It has always been considered as a word or a feeling that leads you to sins....that make you think yourself guilty many times.
I am not telling that this word has good meanings, I'm not telling you that this feeling would lead you to the hell. Who I'm to say which act would lead you to hell and which to heaven.I haven't created those,neither I happen to know the creator .I don't even know something about the protocols. The most dishonest priest can even tell you about that more accurately than me.But what i got something today, leads me to say that whether he go to heaven or hell, the act is not good or bad. It's just unnecessary .........It's just unneccesary.
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