Creating an Inspiring World


I’m in the midst of creating an inspiring world. A world that draws inspiration from creativity.

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A world that inspires many - Anoop ©People and Hearts

A world without masters, workers or slaves. A world full of creators and optimists.

A world that creates itself by creativity. A world with abundance of ideas to work on.

A world that doesn’t rely on money. A world that doesn’t need success. A world of it’s own.

A world that inspires many…

And that world will be a reality someday…

– Anoop © People and Hearts

The Missing Ally


This is a different feeling altogether.

When two men work as a team in all games and crimes, there is this synchronous execution of plans. One man plans it and the other executes it in his own unmatched style. When one loses the grip of the task, the other picks up the momentum and balances the ship. This is an ultimate team that one would dream of.

When the Batman loses his ally, Robin, or vice versa, there is a big void created. Both the Batman and Robin know it very well. They know that both rely on each other at crucial moments.

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Batman and Robin. Image credits : https://flic.kr/p/8JZwKg

But now, the team has to split up. The thrill of a crime is lost when your best ally is missing.

The world has seen it. Some of the best music bands have tasted phenomenal success when they worked as a team. Their decline was easily visible when the team was split.

The journey with the best teammate is sometimes a onetime journey. At some point, the journey has to end. From there on, it’s a different journey with the leftover footprints.

This post is about the void and the feeling felt when one loses his ally. Have you felt it? If yes, do drop in your comments.

— Anoop © People and Hearts

Words are my Footprints to the World


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Words are my footprints to the world
– Anoop © People and Hearts

Just like you, I’m here for a purpose. I’m just an ordinary human being. But…

But I’m one among you who can make a big difference.
I can bring about a change that you have never thought about.
I can open up new avenues that you were aspiring for.
I can make you believe in yourself beyond anything on this universe.
I can make you cry and smile in a few seconds.
I can invoke emotions that you were hiding inside your heart.
I can change the world.
I can make you a human being with emotions.
I can inspire you.

But how is that all possible?

Well, you have the answer now. You have read something now. Yes, these are my words. My words are the footprints that I’m creating as a writer to make all this possible.

I believe in my words that I create as they contain emotions in them. My words are the diverse emotions of millions of human beings. I’m writing these words for you, for me and for us. It’s for a collective growth and evolution.

To make a better world. To inspire the world. To make the world smile. To bring in a better change. Yes, I’m a writer and I love being a writer. I love writing for people. I love it when people in different corners of the world can feel the significance of words. That is the biggest satisfaction I get as a writer.

I’m pouring out my words through my fingers, as my words are my footprints for the world.

— Anoop © People and Hearts

A Tribute to Nepal – Hearts Broken by Earthquake


Straight down from my heart,
To the shaken world and to the aching hearts,
To the haunting cries heard from far away,
To the sorrowful faces that I haven’t seen,
To the broken places where my physical body couldn’t reach,
To the needy hands that I couldn’t touch,
To the shaken world and to the aching hearts,

My heart bleeds pain…

  • Anoop © People and Hearts

The Merciless Modern and Civilized World


A scene during the busy hours of a Monday morning…

Vehicles were plying around the city continuously. Most of the people were busy with their mobile phones, either on a call or texting. Few others were waiting for their buses. There were also a few who were walking over the place without any hesitancy.

Among this crowd, there was a man in his seventies who was lying down with a pool of blood surrounding him. Few currency notes were flying from his pocket. Broken pieces of mobile phone were scattered around the place. The poor old man was knocked down by a speeding car while he was crossing the road.

This man was fighting for his life as he was bleeding profusely. He was suffocating.

The people surrounding the man were less bothered to see what had happened. They were busy in their own world. Sadly, only one guy from the group was ready to call for an ambulance. The writer, who was traveling in a public transport at this time, was just a spectator of this incident.

This is just an overview of the Merciless modern and civilized world. 

Anoop

© People and Hearts