The Apple theory

My friend shared this very intresting theory with me… i liked it…actually appreciated it too….i really don’t know in what context my friend said this…..But it surely sounds nice….

Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. the boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren’t as good, but EASY. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they’re amazing.They
just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree…Intresting theory??


A ‘PLEA’ to you who saw me killed

Two years ago, there were a spate of hostile witnesses who refused to stand up for cold blooded murders they had seen with their own eye….

Zahira Sheikh refused to identify the accused in the Best Bakery case where a muslim family were burnt alive (Godhra Riots 2002 while actor Shayan Munshi refused to have seen the murder of model Jessica Lal…..

That is when i wrote a small letter….i spoke for the innocent victims..it was just something random…

I rest my hands on yours, you will free me from these unjust shackles, you will bestow my soul its peace, and I am waiting and still waiting…

I know you were there and saw it all, and I think I gave you the last call, then why did you deny. You were lucky I chose you to be a part of this struggle and I hoped against hope that you wouldn’t run.

It is commendable that you were trying, but then you suddenly refuted. There should be some reason, let it show, let them know the hidden truth where lies. I feel your pain, and the grind that you are going through, it is always hard to live with the luring green and the complexities of power and force.
These temptations are minor obstacles and the rigidity you shouldn’t succumb. But I believe that I will get justice and you will help provide.
It’s been years and everyone is still fighting. Yet, the web is getting complicated and the incident murkier. It is simple and you know it. Identify my slayer and put an end to this obscurity. Though my faith in this system has hardened with time, it is still willing to thwart. I need the hope…

If you have the slightest care the least you could do is empathize with my folks, they are suffering and they’re soreness I can feel. I am not fighting for justice but a cause, I might sound selfish but it is human to be one, I desperately need my lost happiness, I want to feel content.
Your effort will bring smile to millions, a silver lining for several who still anticipate justice. Please do not turn tables, you witnessed me die… I hope you won’t lie