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Today, almost every day someone around you or a familiar person is committing suicide and the suicide rate in the world is increasing day by day, according to statistics, about every 40 seconds a person commits suicide. How many suicides are there in the world every day?
Friends, today I am writing about this about those who commit suicide, one of the reasons for this is that one of my friends committed suicide.
Suicide Rates Around The World
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And he was such a man, seeing whom I never thought that this man would commit suicide because he was so positive always Was a bright student in school, after that he had a good job in college too but still he took suicide and when I went to his house and I came to know from people, everyone is telling different reasons for suicide, someone was saying that the girl loved I was deceived, someone was saying that I was in depression for a long time, someone was saying that there was a family problem.
Whatever the reason, suicide is not the solution to anything.
Everything can be solved, if you have any problem, which is causing you trouble, then you can share with family and if not with family, you can share it with a friend or anyone who listens and understands everything you say.
There is a poem on this which has been said by 
on the days you know
all the art and beauty in the world...
is not going to save you.
you finish off your money..
on expensive drink and creamy food.
with the life seeping out of your finger tips
and strangers wondering if you are okay...
if you ever will be .
if these friends will distract you forever..
or not at all.
you see . there are just too many people...
and too many movements...
and too many times you need to talk...
when you really don't want to.
and if one more person asks.
"Are you okay?"
you swear, you won't be.
No matter how many times you pull at this door ...
it still won't open..
cause right in front of your blinded eyes...
in bold letters, it says
"push" "push" "push"
You think once you're gone...
will they talk fondly of you?
Of how generous you were or...
how you had all the potential in the world .
Will they conclude that it was love or money...
that killed you.
Or whether it was really the black hole in your chest ...
that finally consumed you.
Will they know of the poems..
stashed under the ash trays.
Or the songs you planned to sing.
Or the art you meant to create.
On the days, you know all the art and beauty...
in the world, is not going to save you.
You want to ripoff this chest and throw away your heart too.
But stop.
Wait.
hold on.
cause someone, somewhere, feels the same truth.
So when this monster..
kills another person every 40 seconds.
It can easily consume her too.
And even through she thinks...
no one and nothing can save her.
I still have to try.
will you?
Life is difficult for everyone, but every passing of it shows our cowardice, we have a better life than many people, whose life is bad, they also do not stop living.
Life is like the flow of a river, just go with the flow
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