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What if??

Sometimes, all I imagine is

What if?

What if I lived the way I wanted to live and not according to what others expect of me?

What if I never have to shut my mouth up just because I am a girl?

What if this world was not patriarchal?

What if I was loved by everyone for my raw version and not the one they made out of me?

What if there were no religious or racial discriminations?

Humans have not spared even the colors and food! I have heard this like we don't eat this because we are Hindu! we don't wear this color because we are Hindu! oh goD! like really? are you even a human first?

What if humans knew how to appreciate the efforts instead of always blaming and criticizing others?

What if there were no rapes at all?

Oh! a safe world to live freely!!!

What if ?

Oh! there are endless what ifs going through my mind since I started understanding things around me!

What if there was a training to be a good human? No, don't tell me religious books help! Humans have used their shitty brains and interpreted everything according to their level of perception and their level of ease!

What if? everyone knew how to get back up when they feel broken?

What if? there was a rule that one person can be heart broken only once? wouldn't it be like really good?

One heart break takes away so much from you, it takes away a little part of you! a lot of energy! all of your trust and all of your love!

If this there was this rule! after being heart broken one, if a person gathers up himself and his courage to fall in love again, he wouldn't be afraid to love with all his might! Just think about it!

What if humans knew how to stop comparing? What if?

What if we knew how to live, how to live, and how to smile everyday!!!!!

What if!



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