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Hi Guys! This is me Aastha and I'm here to present you all a little piece that I wrote on escapism, culminated coz of predicaments, either be it about pandemic or any struggle that everyone has to face in general. It could have been better but guys understand it takes a lot of effort just to make a single video of two mins duration so cooperate. My escape goes like: Perfect it is, flawless it seems; Reality's harsh, so the imagination redeems. Everyone in my kin, perfect you'd call, Resemblance? Cypher! Not even close, not at all. Values innate, by nature, they are selfless, Virtues, in general, are a fallacy; the situation appears helpless. I laugh and, I laugh, there's no moment of melancholy; Happiness, endangered; if it appears, it's forcefully. In it, route paves its way, beautiful emancipation. Every path I set down now leads to devastation. Perpetual in character and recurring moments of bliss, In reality, bliss now seems to be amiss. Every expectation turns out to be right, Have Searched way too long, in way too many plights. It's hazy it's vague; He's beside me, I hesitate. My wrath dissipates, permutes into indignation; Every moment of him ahead is aggravation. I Never anticipated that event would fill me with remorse; Every time I feel that way, I explain to myself it's not true, it's false. It took its toll, a toxic culmination; Here I am indulged in my concocted imagination. Soon I'd be dropping an explanation, i.e., meaning of the piece, till then it's open for interpretation 😉 Do let me know what you think about my video in the comment section below and if you like it then don't forget to like, share and subscribe 😊 Hope you enjoy it... "I had read tons of science fiction. I was fascinated by other worlds, other environments. For me, it was fantasy, but it was not fantasy in the sense of pure escapism" -- James Cameron

Hi Everyone! This is me Aastha again and here's my new poem : "Tender Pain" Lying onto the bed of materialistic things Want to let go of those attached strings. Relying upon comfort from someone I do not know; Filling the void within from unknown Voices and touches; Yearning for filling the pain emanating from separation, Distraction prevents my pondering brains from thinking of you. Struggling hard to survive; Unfulfilled in many ways; Buried deep underneath my thoughts. Hollow promises dried tears, Entangled within worries and my fears. Confessions liberate my soul. Vulnerable to let my thoughts get revealed, Exposed and naked, bequeathed to be investigated. Tamed wildness, now I don't feel myself, Pain, Oh pain! I beg you do not associate him with thyself. Hope You guys enjoy it 😊 “Our greatest joy and our greatest pain come in our relationships with others.” – Stephen R. Covey

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Hey Everyone🖐🖐 Happy womens' day to everyone 😊 This is my video which is about a girl's dating life written by me. Enjoy the video and let me know what you think about the poem in the comment section below and if you like it then don't forget to like, share with your siblings and subscribe my channel 😊 There is no chance for the welfare of the world unless the condition of woman is improved. It is not possible for a bird to fly on only one wing --- Swami Vivekananda. #ChooseToChallenge #IWD2021 #InternationalWomensDay #SeeHer.

Hi guys this is Aastha. This is my podcast and the title is My siblings so after listening the poem you'll be thinking why tittle siblings when I'm talking about all my cousins, it's just becoz I wanted it to be more proximate and we all are like own brothers and sister's that's why. so lets start without further awaiting...