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I don't even know why I'm publishing these.

So , hello Fiona and that's all .

I'm not a poet, there can be mistakes in it. I just like sharing whatever I write.

A poem not written by a writer or a poet or a professional. Edit : Ok , so this is not really a poem. It's just some lines.

Don't think about how long it's gonna take. Keep grinding until you achieve your goals.

Record , listen to how you feel , write down the common problem , FIX IT.

Mushk is an 'URDU' word which means AROMA in english.

This is just a story that I wrote. Before criticizing me , please do remember that I am not a writer , so there are definitely gonna be mistakes in it and also English is not my first language.

Give yourself small tasks so you won't feel worthless and you won't have to say those 7 words to yourself. Like you can say that I'm gonna write an essay , then I'm gonna read a book , then I'm gonna listen to a podcast , stuff like that and reward yourself on the completion of a task to have the drive to keep going.

So, these are just my thoughts. Just sth that I do and feel that it helps. It's about changing room setting and how it makes me feel.

Parents, please love your children, listen to them and children, please love your parents and listen to them.

Parents please STOP COMPARING. Try to understand your children. Stop making them feel useless. Those smiles outside are actually hiding a broken, depressed soul inside. Don't be the murderer of your own child's soul.