Grow in morals rather than just in numbers.♥️

Before you read further. I would like to say few things, It's my last year post of Raksha Bandhan on my FB wall which might have encountered very fewer people but today I have created a platform for myself and thanx to so many people who have made it actually a platform for me to showcase my thoughts, who constantly go through my post supports me as well as guide me for betterment. I have written it when I hardly had any writing experience, one of my best post which is just a reflection of my heart poured out in words. I will post it on every Raksha Bandhan if it will ever come across by someone who would get a lesson from this and If this post could be able to change a single life, I would be damn happy. It would become worth.♥️

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I have been writing since January, quotes and poems about broken heart, love, friendship, moments and much.

But today I really wanna convey something by heart to all the people out there who can relate themselves to dis post. :)

So today is Raksha Bandhan. The festival on brother-sister love. All over the Facebook, Instagram, snap chat, WhatsApp and on many social media apps. There are a huge amount of posts about dis somewhere wishes, quotes about brother-sister love, people sharing their rakhi moments. Today even I was on the way to my relative's house, I saw crowd on the road, girls looking so beautiful dressed up in ethnic like yes its a big occasion, boys having so many rakhis's on their hands though everyone know about today's jam but still trying to reach to their brother and sisters. I was amazed seeing such a thing, and that too could happen only in India, because actually its the only nation who is united though diverse. The scenario was so amazing and beautiful, I was struck by the jammed road, the wind was blowing, rain was adding the happiness to the scene but suddenly I became sad.

Though being totally in the scenario of my choice like rain, wind and scooty which I love the most. I wasn't happy because a thought struck into my mind. What about those people who are sitting at home today and just trying to end this day somehow and passing each second seeming like an hour to them even in this awesome atmosphere, just because they have their brother-sister but whats stopping them to go to them to celebrate this beautiful festival is the hatred in their heart.

I just want to say few things to those people.
Look where this hatred going to take you, do you know this? No. It will lead you nowhere but will steal your happiness only.
Do guys you remember your childhood? When everything was so sorted. Do siblings need to say even sorry after having the intolerable fights where you even push each other harder and punch like WWW wrestlers seeming you gonna end up each other's life? No, just a couple of hours and you became enemies to siblings. You know guys, most of you say we want to be kids again we don't want to grow up but you actually guys didn't grow up you grew your attitude your ego your hatred only. The innocent heart has left far away from where only the love used to reside which says no matter how much we fight, you are going to find me beside. Why just that love vanished? Do you ever think?

The day is about to end. And I want all those people to close their eyes and just remember all those old days of life with your siblings just for 5 7 min.
All those moments where your sister cried more than you when you fell.
All those moments when your brother get scolded for your sins.
All those moments you lied and your sibling was your crime partner.
All those moments you helped each other for homework to broken hearts.
All those moments when your brother came to pick you up for your safety.
All those moments when you both shared food and your elder sibling ate little less to feed you more.
All those moments when your siblings didn't let any third person say any shit about you.
All those moments when you were falling apart they hold you like everything is going to be fine.
There are so many moments. Or I should say unending moments there.
Why a little thing drifts siblings apart like its over, you are not my brother sister anymore. We never going to celebrate Rakhi. I am dead for you and much more. Why? All these stuff?
Actually Can anything on this earth values more than all those years siblings spent together doing every impossible thing for each other to be each other back? Can any fight vanish all those best moments of your life together within seconds like they were never there?
When we grow up why it becomes tough for us to forgive, while in childhood there were no words like forgive, there were days like fight play fight at last nothing could do us apart.
If growing up means leaving your kindness your innocence your love for your own people.
I request don't grow up just don't.
Think of the day you could have spent with your siblings rather than having hatred in your heart and just spilling sadness in your own festival.
We live in a country where this kind of festivals came which bounds heart which gives a message of love.
Just don't celebrate it to celebrate.
Celebrate it to fall in love all over again with your own people.
There are so many people who don't have brothers sisters, they cry for them.
At least, thank god they have given reason to celebrate this festival.
Don't spoil relations.
Nothing on the earth would ever gonna make sense when life will end but these happy moments you live the hatred who won't get space in your life will give you peace in the end, that you spent your life with your own people with happiness and joy.

Guys. Just hold onto relations.
The day has gone, but its never too late to go to your own people and show them, yes you love them. Grab your moments.

Happy Raksha Bandhan. :)