Quicksand...
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Living
a life in an environment filled with quicksand is not that much popularly imaginable
among normal people. But hey, as of now all you guys knew that there is
something abnormal in me too. So the fact is that I may have an unspoken
license to show you nits and bits of bizarreness which otherwise is overlooked
by the false propaganda of positivity, which is followed by some people, known
and unknown to me. To them life is all about false hope and to me they are just
fools. Hope is good if it’s logically used to predict the future. But I shouldn’t
hope for things which are impossible at current scenario. So I don’t hold or
give false hope. Living under a shadows of hope, in a dreamland is easy as it
would give you an escape from reality and put on a coloured glass in your eyes.
But being babysitted by someone or something else is not in my nature. I can’t
help but to seek for the truth.
People
come and go in my life just new trains. I found my problem that I expect every
train to stay in the station. It’s like a collection. Yes I like to collect
things and trophies. But people on the other hand are not an entity to be
collected. They have their own will and they will not stay at a place for long
time. People like new things and they will move on and so do I. I should also
move on. I am a dynamic person, I know I have potentials but my time is not
right. I need the right time to express myself and this feeling is not coming
from the helplessness of mine in this situation but from the very core of my
realizations. So I have decided not to be attached with anything because people
will leave me in the end and I can’t let them take away my little pieces of
heart because I have many people but only a fragment of heart left and I don’t want
to live the rest of my life as a zombie. I am slowly becoming one. And that’s a
shame that I can’t stop it from happening. The vacuum of my own black hole is
consuming me slowly.
I
decided to take on the advantage of the free mnp scheme of idea cellular
currently going on in my city and will convert all my sim cards by this offer. I
will get 56₹ in each sim cards with power for 6 months, a lucrative offer no doubt. but I thought that I have some people to talk to
and just one by one dominos has fallen and they are gone. Puff!! No one is here
now and I am wondering to whom I will talk now? Everyone is busy in their over
pampered world. Where they have many people to lick their feet. And they feel
king / queen of the world and put a closed eye on the reality. And when they
are thrown in the harsh grounds of reality, bham! They complain that the
reality is so cruel to them. Baby! Just grow up, the reality was harsh all the
time when you were wearing a sunglass. So now please stop complaining because
it is you who didn’t prepared for the fall. I have no one to text & call. I
hate Facebook and any social media. These are just a tool for sending some
information worldwide and a replacement to text messages to me and nothing
else.
The
friendly person inside of me is dying. And it’s the fault of my luck perhaps
because there are people out there who are being taken care of by their gang,
followers, friends and fans and I have nothing. Am I jealous? No. am I angry? Yes.
To whom? On god because his distribution of luck in not fair and I don’t give a
shit about my karma in my past life. Sorry to say this god but if you don’t give
me my memory back it’s of no use to give me punishment for what I did in my
past life. And I will not endure the pain which you think is I am eligible
for. I mean who the fuck you are to
decide for me? Give me back my memories and we shall see about the punishments
till then just keep a distance from me. You were not there when I cried. You were
not there when I craved for some good things and there is absolutely no necessity
of yours now. You are just an idolization of things beyond human control and
nothing else. You mean creatures feed on our worships and fear. You give
trouble so that we live in a constant fear and worship you. And you know what?
FUCK
YOU..
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