Result oriented world....

We want results...and guarantees and warranties...

The other day, I was talking to my friend and she told me about this lady who was buying a plant

Lady:-Bhaiya phool aayega na?
Bhaiya :-Ha madam!!!
Lady:- Bhaiya, sacchi batao, phool aayega na...?????
Bhaiya:- ha madam.....
Rachel (thinking)- by now the flower is also stressed out and feels the pressure to perform...

And today, I was buying watermelon
Reena :- Bhaiya, meetha hoga na?
Bhaiya:- Ha madam!!
Reena:- Bhaiya pakka????...aapko kaise pata chalta hai ke meetha hai ke nahi?
Bhaiya:- Mera experience hai...

(My watermelon is stressed and feels the stress of performing)

Reena’s wisdom speaks inside her head-

Let the plant just be ...
Let the watermelon just be...
Let our kids just be...
Let the life just be...
Enjoy it the way it is ...
Thand rakh yaar...

Just be ...
Just live...
Just have fun...

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