Such days have come in our lives!
Our own people are estranged to us!
Oh, dear , now that home has been alienated to us !
We lost all our people in happiness.
We lost our people in sorrow
Who can see the bruises in my heart
Home is left behind now
Everyone sees my misdeeds!
Everyone sees my vices!
No one asks how my heart is broken into pieces!
All the ties! All the relations!
Breakaway only in some moments !
People here change like seasons!
Sometimes people are so caught up in their own struggles that they can’t see the kindness around them,”.. “That doesn’t make your kindness worthless — it just means that they were probably too worried about their own days to notice your efforts.”
Empathy isn’t transactional — people in survival mode often can’t look beyond immediate needs, and kindness still matters even when unacknowledged.
Choosin kindness always, spontaneous kindness, even when it goes unseen mostly because the alternative — a world where we all just ‘end the ridee and move on’ — is far more expensive.
ରାଈ🦩 