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Subject: Phychology
Anger.
Disgust.
Fear.
Happiness.
Sadness.
Surprise.
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STRUCTURE OF EMOTION:
(3) social structures, including cultural causes and circumstances, the social
meaning and function of emotional expressions, the social effects of emotional
behavior, the political causes and effects of emotional behavior, and
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PERSONAL EXPERIENCES:
Oh! A mere voice arose in the blanket of sorrow! What a painful experience
was thriving in our lives.
Sometimes we should lessen the burdens upon our shoulder to feel more
habitual and calm in our dealings told by a good friend of mine. But in the case
it goes the other way.
Every song I have ever written was while I am really emotional, may happy or
maybe sad. Writing songs from those situations and experiences captures my
soul and things I cant express with people just talking to me. Its really intimate
kind of stuff! My family had left me alone or other way around Id left them. In
childhood, I came across a court mentioning the significance of following
things Never sacrifice these three things; Your family, Your heart and your
dignity but in contrast to the above mention Id lost all.
I just left home at thirteen. They try to reconcile, but I was over. I go on a long
ride in the east and west of country. Id just 2000 rupees looted from the
eldest sisters purse. I had only brunch daily. Financial crises was shattering my
soul.
Sometimes all you need is billion dollars. My body wanted more sleep but my
pocket was crying for more money. I had home sickness in first sight, but I
went by the waves and adjusted it.
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The cycle of life lasted stagnant for about next three years then the spring rang
the bells. If wed no winter the spring would not be pleasant. I was in love
with the girl whod blonde hair and was full of majestic beauty. And suddenly
you know it is time to start something new and trust the magic of the
beginning. Her name was Hajra living in northern mountains coming of a rich
family and our first meeting was in the mountains and which I was wandering
about. I still remember the feeling I felt when I first started talking to her.
When I first saw her I was afraid to talk, when I talked, I was afraid to like her,
when I like her, I was afraid to love her, Now I love her, I was afraid of losing
her, but how can I remain happy and joyful while I and Hajra were sitting by
the stream nearby her house .suddenly she started to play with water, there
she slipped over slippery stones and drowned. I tried to save her but I could
not save her.
Sometimes I still just cant believe you are goneAlas!!The truth will never
hurt as much as the exposure of a lie, I wish heaven have visiting hours
These were my feelings when she was gone. Now the mare voice arose in the
blanket of sorrow. What a painful experience was thriving in our lives!! Alas!!