BTS I start to smile as soon as I hear the name, Their songs make me feel better through the dark nights. I love the fan chant. When I am happy, I listen to their songs. When I'm sad, I listen to their songs. When I'm angry, I listen to their songs. When I'm confused, I listen to their songs. Every song they sing is treasured, Their each and every song's my favorite. Ah! I love 'em so much. I love watching run BTS, it makes me laugh so hard. I'm so proud to be an army. I love dancin' on their songs. I also love to call myself an army. I never had any friends, but now I don't get lonely anymore. It makes me feel so good to see how much they love us. I don't care what other people say. I stan our 7 kings. Borahae
Nowadays I guess most of us are stuck between butter life and better life. We wish for a easy life and want a buttery smooth life, in a slip to reach target; doesn't matter however we reach with support of greed, ego, negativity and many more.
But those who choose a better life will surely know that better life comes when you give up all bad things and most importantly expectations from the wrong ones and wrong deeds. But the fact is better life comes when we accept all truths though it may be hurting. But if you believe in yourself it will not matter however the life is but still you will have the potential to walk with more strength.
So choose your Bu(e)tter life Wisely!
And mostly "e" remains silent as "u" becomes dominant.
11:11 Your greatest wish should be better life though it will give many difficulties to make sure you are eligible for a better life✨
And I'm back but will be less active. Forgive my foolishness
Madhusoodan-Killer of Demon Madhu Vatsalya means the unconditional love of parents towards their children. Just like that of cow towards it's calf, now you can never imagine ShriHari's love! I got my Little Father (in pic) and also an idol of ShriSeethaRaam Ji on my birthday last year. I think these two were the best of gifts that anyone get. My Little Krishna keeps looking above(at my face) with a wide smile with lips as red as ketchup and hands inside the butter pot! My Little Master whom I sometimes fail to believe that came to a sinful person like me! Oh How may explain, how sweet my small Kanna is! Jai ShrimanNarayana! Jai ShriHari! All hail to My Chhote Pitaji! (MY LITTLE FATHER) My mom says why I call such a little child my father But my small boy is very much my Father and of the whole universe! Who showed the whole Universe to Mayya Yashoda in his little mouth when she made him open his mouth to see whether he has eaten mud or not!