Thursday, August 19, 2010

Moment of Peace



I am a human and I need a moment of peace. Can't I have one? Am I a human or just an animal? Am I to just follow others orders, can't I make my own decision or I am too dumb or insensitive or immature or careless or not worthy of making a decision?

My mind is fucked up [sorry to use that language :(.. ]. Why don't some people understand that, you are no longer a part of my life. If I say that I don't wanna be your friend, then I am sure that there must be a very concrete reason for telling them so. This is my life and I wanna spend my life as I want to.

This is my life and I will decide, who can be my life's part. You are no one to decide or judge me whether I am right or wrong. I am no animal who just dances on your tune and fetches a ball, whenever you throw it.

So, people just **** off. I don't need you. Cause I am way above you. May be I am rude but its the fact, just GET LOST, for I don't need you.

I can make my decision by myself and I DON"T NEED YOU to make decisions for me. So, **** off.. and GIVE ME SOME PEACE!!!! :x

P.S - Sorry for the offensive language but that's how I am feeling right now


Friday, August 6, 2010

Work, work, work... for the future?



I always wonder that we, humans, toil so hard for each and everything. From the we are born, till the day we die, we never rest for a second. Either our body or our mind is always busy making some or other plans for our future, so that when the day comes, we could enjoy the moment to the fullest. But do we?

Remember the day, when you had just started to work for the first time? Remember, how excited you were about your first job, for you will be saving your salary to but yourself a new house, new car, new TV etc? But after the initial excitement of receiving your first salary, what do you do? Go straight to book your first home or car or TV? No, you wait and tell/convince yourself that this salary won't be sufficient for the new home, you are looking for. So, you keep slogging for that golden moment to come to your life one day. And finally, when that beautiful day comes, after some years of slogging, you buy your dream house and take your first step inside, the feeling, the excitement which should have come, never shows. The new house felt just like any other house. The new car seemed like any other car, right?

There is nothing mysterious about it, as to why this happens, why did this excitement diminishes with time? It's just, fact of life. You put all your hard work to achieve something for years but when that day comes, it just feels like any other day.

Just like it happened with my mom. Recently we bought a 46 inch LED TV. We i.e me and my brother were way too excited about it. We were excited 'cause finally we would be able to watch our favourite TV show on such a big TV. We didn't had to wait long, you see? But that was not the case with my mother. For her, this TV was like any other TV. She wasn't excited, not sad too, although. When we asked her, why isn't she happy? She simple told us that now at her age, nothing excites her. This TV is just like a previous TV, just little large in size. She has waited so long for all this that now all this doesn't entice her. 

The same things happens to all of us. We are all so busy with our work, to make our future brighter, that when the future comes, we don't even have the enthusiasm to celebrate it. 

I can only hope that this doesn't happen with our next generation. AMEN!    


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Illusion, Delusion, Agony (Guest Post)

This is a guest post by my friend who wish not to be named. He insists that he should be referred as a "Fakester". So, Fakester here you go...



I often wonder quite frankly, how can somebody's life be an open book? I have met people who have claimed that people who matter, knows everything about them and they have nothing to hide. Well, if that is the case then I pity them. Pity because, they have nothing exciting in their life, nothing that could thrill them, nothing that could create stir in the worlds of people who are close to them. Their existence is zero.

Living in Kalyug has its own set of rules. "FAKE", "ILLUSION" is the new in. People , now a days, have multiple personalities. If a person is shy to one, he might be aggressive to another. This trend creates mystery, curiosity and thus serve every ingredient for a spicy personality. Who cares about people who have just one image? They are so predictable that even a stray dog can predict their next move.

Life should be a mystery, full of illusions. Nothing should be real, just a broken piece of mirror which is visible. A broken piece of mirror is what the existing humans are. Broken piece will never show the full image, it will just show the fragment. Mirror particularly, because people make self-images with accordance to the people they meet. They never show who they are, but only reflect the light of who they meet and this existing illusion adds up to the curiosity.

"A delusion-ed mind can often self-destruct', very true and this is the real mantra of today's success. Everthing starts with this broken piece of mirror. Have you ever wondered why your best friend betrayed you or why so-and-so broke your trust? the reason is simple - the same broken piece of mirror, the first and last step towards delusion.

STEP 1: Make a mirror, in simple words, image of a person who is liked by the victim.
STEP 2: Convince the image is real. and
STEP 3: Wait till the delusion-ed victim self-destruct.

BAM! you have beaten your first rival. Have you wondered why the fakesters are most popular? Because they make different mirrors and beat the weaker lot, without actually doing anything. They just make the mirror, rest is "self-destructed" by the delusion-ed victim. So, while the illusion creators live the life of contentment, the victim live the life in agony, whining about why were they such fools.

Yet I believe the victims have some existence, but the people who have open books, if they exist, have zero existence.

-THE FAKESTER.


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