Apnepan Ka Arsa

This piece contains poetry about life. How we label things and how we create validations on things. We forget to create a limit on validation. For instance the school books we bought and the clothes we own, we say they our ours until a given period of time until the next upgrade is available.

This is my house, this is my chair, we often say. But is it ?

What is the duration of calling something yours? and on what basis do we set the duration of it?

We attach ourselves with things and then we let our emotions rule over.

Do we follow our emotion or let yourself know it's a phase of feeling?

Remember to think out loud next time you hear "my, mine, yours, theirs".

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