Loneliness

a shocking moment for us when time stands still, the moment we come to realize what we have been in this world for so long…alone. Framily and friends leave us alone, abandon us betray us and won’t be back. Or has it been us who have moved a few steps back from these relationships. whatever the case may be in the end we are left all alone by ourselves. Of course some see great value in going alone. The weakest ones either take to drinking or suicide, the remainder, well they have their own story to tell…it is these lonely momonets that either they began new unlikely relationships regardless of anyone understanding it. With one hand desperate in need and other willing to lend a helping hand, when such kindness is offered, one just grabs the opurtunity which causes them to realize to see the worth of those who were just written off. It is in these make-believe relationships what the lonely rely on and heavily count on and no one knows that better than the lonely. Or either they simply go, what the normal world would say, mad. a perspective which is really worth delving into. A person for some odd rhyme or reason deliberately steps back from relationships which he fears might lead to people being hurt or simply sometimes out of misery people do not take care of themselves and as a result life shoots them down like an arrow to wood. Splinters that fly in every direction stab their friends without any hesitation and make the ones they love just as miserable as them. Left alone, the person does not befriend anyone let alone trust. Doesn’t share his troubles, pains, angst with anyone believing in the fact that though hapinness doubles when shared so does sorrow for you just make the other person worry about you which might affect them in one way or other. Later stops even trusting himself and in this confused and dire state all he is doing is clinging on what others persisitently believe in him and jus keeps going on. Alone he starts hallucinating, seeing different things around and go, what the normal world calls, MAD. Now does the person goes ‘mad’ just because he is seeing things. i don’t think so. He is called ‘mad’ because he sees things ‘normal’ people don’t. then do they have a right to condemn his reality just because they cant see it? let me give you an example. what do you see right in front of you? for example if you are reading this on a computer you see a monitor right in front of you. But i see a printer here. What if every other person entering the room sees a printer. would you still see a monitor? then who’s reality is more real? yours or theirs? the person who is left alone or a person who has left someone alone…think…

Suicide

People usually ask me why do i keep saying ’suicides are always handsome’…had they pondered upon it, never the need of such question would arise…well suicides are handsome for once people remember such people as long as they encounter death in their lives…people say suicides are the route for the weak well no one is weak enough to shoot himself weak are those who jus try to shoot themselves and have the bullet whizz in front of their eyes and say they missed it. As one of my gud friend raised a question at his blog that death ends all the problems so isnt death justified then? i think to some extent it pretty much is…those who perform suicide are not weak they are just simply underdogs of life whom the life never valued..they are not aftraid of failure, they are frustrated at not succeeding…coz no one is really afraid of failures had they been there wud have been a million deaths everyday…these people slowly and gradually become nothing but an empty, hollow wall and when that wall collapses, a million different people attached to that person lie under its debri for the rest of their lives and at some point cursing themselves for the fall though the fault is not theirs yet they are the reason.  Death is just a way to escape from the world which we never wanted to enter and when we did we expressed our displeasure by crying its jus that rather than waiting we want to cross that way on our own and decide on our own when we want to but in the end no matter who you are and what you do you can be a king or a street sweeper, but everyone dances with the Grim Reaper.

Stories

Stories…every life every individual has one and is one in itself. Every life is a story and stories are as old as time itself. ‘The prodigal son who returns home to the father who forgives him. The jealous wife who tricks the husband who trusts her, the desperate mother who risks everything for the child who needs her, and the faithless husband who hurts the wife who loves him so deeply. Why do we listen again and again? Because these are the stories of family, and once we look past the fighting, pain and the resentment, we occasionally like to remind ourselves there is absolutely nothing more important’ but the stories which rise above others and make an impact are the ones which rise above the stories of family. True that is important but question is how much? and there are no stories without questions. Millions of people around us, everyone a story within himself has a million questions in himself which are either waiting to be asked or answered. Everyone of us, with all this, just quietly move on, coz we tend to believe in sayings like ‘ the show must go on’.. each one with our world waiting to burst up are constantly in a search of someone. Someone you can call a friend who can listen to you talk or listen to your silence coz sometimes silences should be heard too. But then again what i would recall from my experience you encounter people or rather ‘friends’, some of who go back and contradict their own words and some who never utter any in time of need or when expected to. Having a friend or partner is very important for at the end of the day you need someone whom you can shout upon all your troubles and who can take up all the shit you shout upon and still hug you when you are dead angry on that person for trouble is part of your life, and if you don’t share it, you don’t give the person who loves you enough chance to love you enough. We all need someone.. someone to rely on and in return would want to do the same to that person, listen to shit crap whatever is being shouted upon and still be able to hug that person just for the heck of it. But then again when you get so close to a person you give that person the power to hurt you, and this power is used to its fullest extent when it is needed but its upto you how much you get hurt though gettin through unscathed is not what life is and that depends on how emotionally attached you were to that person and the extent you would have gone for that person…one jus needs to look around in the surrounding jus to recognize the person who can be a potential candidate for your friend but as i mentioned in my earlier post HOPE you do not find such people that easily and as far as am concerned, well people say you can’t just blame everyone jus because you were ‘betrayed’ by one friend well in answer to that i wud say that with a few experiences past you, you can’t either help closing your heart to people for you are hurt and cant help being a cold hearted person for tearless grief bleeds inwardly and therefore you need an outlet to channel your anger and sadness through some means therefore you tend to hurt yourself and be mean to yourself, your relationships and people around you if u cannot channel it on that one person