I write English and urdu and I do my own voice over for my contents

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This belongs to abook I just published on Amazon

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (Canadian-General) North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Being mindful is not going to keep you from what riddles life may bring you into as there isn't any technological or or philosophical equipment that might work to make the way turn around from the valley of sorrows and sadness. This is life which may sometimes take living like **** to survive. When we consider it being hopeful somehow to be start all over freshly. It just ends there. It just ends before one would be thinking it has not started yet or before one would learn a way to live a little better, but the life would be long gone, spent already. Characters are lives from which some partially carry an element and characteristically evolved as explicitly unique of that kind where some of us consist various aspect, partly ordinary or adequate, barely proficient in one or more like in none. I guess philosophy may take a long break here. Or else I'm going to feel like sleeping before the readers and the listeners. Although I would have loved being all the way to its end, but I would prefer not ending up being the only reader and a listener of my very first story. It is a rule of machines for mo sake. And when I say machine, that means I don't have much time to use my brain just for spreading, straightening the logical concerns out of twisting imaginary unfolded, secret journey of Neverland. Each city tell the stories of the people that have been populated by. However, some stories only had the start as great where some as has the end as well, which is good, which is keep it unpredictable. So that could keep it natural for randomly odd phenomenon of happening. Make it sound like a life, isn't it? Who would want an existence with specific series of incidents? How otherwise not to mention it has an endless end after all, which is definitely is not something we would love to know as a predestination. Every story has a hero, but some heroes work really hard for their stories to be told heroically, especially if the heroism is just pretending unrealistic efforts of overcoming the conversations of lives failures. I slept alone in a tiny dark room just to prove that I'm brave. For example, what, why would I have to prove a proven thing while something had already been there in the first place as my fear was. Anyways, I better start the story by the end of it because if I start from the start, that would be the end of it. But wait, what do we imagine when we and region a hero isn't a hero that must sound like some tall, muscular, handsomely appealing to fit through our fantasizing illusionist perception of the brain, right? It is a hero. Why not after how it just made him sound like speaking of a hero, do you mind if I tell you the hero? I just drew on your, on the canvas of your per conception is me. Oh Yeah, you heard me, I'm the hero. You've been twirling around and feeling like becoming a great. So what? OK, I was saying, why don't I cannot be the hero? I happen to be the author. I happen to be the hero. I'm sorry. What? Don't you wanna hear the story anymore? Ok. Fine. Go and play with your social network loser buddies and they probably not about to update their status with something like me and my friends laughing. It is exactly the whole world was waiting for. I mean, who cares? Unless they've got some supernatural laugh and when they do it, when they laugh, they produce a massive amount of electromagnetic waves that can destroy the entire population, including hopefully all the social networks and trust me that including worth it. Come on. You know, I'm kidding. Right. Why would I be the hero? That would be total mean? Because a hero always faces so many resistance and hurdles on his way to his journey he's destined for. And I spent every single night awake until dawn just forgetting to sleep a little early. Anyways, you remember, I just said, I said, what do heroes look like? Tall, handsome, appealing, extra rock. But to be honest, our hero is almost completely unlike the description about. Moreover, our hero has wrinkled half right face which with, with tiny unbalanced eyes which seem like the one eye is trying to look into the other one. Only if he would be trying to look straight. Plus he's bald, hardly 100 centimeters tall and easily £300 apart from his belly. But you know what? He gets dimples when he laugh. So, don't worry, he will look pretty. He will look pretty right. I just need to figure out how would he get to love after it had been the final World War and almost 99%, people are either at least dead or worse. But the point is he is the best fit to be a hero out of the leftover of and you know, uh ultimate planetary battleship in which all the human were intoxicated and turned into diseased apes and an hour later died, burned. Whoa, whoa, before you go crazy and tear this story apart into 100 pieces. Dump it, smoke a cigarette high. Let me put you on ease by saying I was kidding again. I mean, I'm not that cruel to ruin the scenery of a hero after how hard you try to sketch him handsome somehow. For once I had you manipulated to com compromise on that horrible look of him. Hey, alright. And the next part will be starting my new story, the first episode will be coming up next.