To Read or Not to Read!

Why exactly are you here?

I may sound like a spiritual leader, but trust me I have no intention to be one. I just want to know, how you found my blog. How did you even know I exist? I guess Google… that backstabber is still directing people to my blog!

But, how can you do this to me? Yes, you! Do you have any idea how many valuable minutes of your life you are wasting here reading my blog? You know I’m not Shakespeare or any of his descendants. I’m not an established writer either. Then, why the hell on earth you are reading this crap post? Don’t blame me later that it was a complete waste of time. You can still go back to your own blog, or chat on Facebook, or any other place you want. But, once you start reading the next paragraph, there’s no way out! Don’t tell me I didn’t warn you.

Good, you are paying more attention to this paragraph. You are curious to know what I’m going to share that will hold you back.

Wait a minute man! So you were reading the first few lines of this post with half attention? Look, you might not like my blog, but don’t disrespect it. I might not be a good writer as you are, perhaps my blog is not as popular as Seth Godin’s, but why will you make fun of it?

Oh ya? Now you will claim you never disliked my blog! Then, there’s a ‘Like’ button on the top right corner of this blog. It’s a list of people who love my blog! Are you in that list? No? Look at you, I’m speechless! You aver that you don’t dislike my blog, but you haven’t 'Liked' it either. Then what does that indicate? You are bullying me. You are swaggering this not-so-established blogger!

What? You are already ‘following’ my blog? You liked it long ago? Goodness!Even after that you were reading this post with half attention? What a cruel world! How could you? I cannot even trust my readers now? Do you know how happy I was when I saw you the first time on this blog? I felt like hugging you! I… I… well if you are a girl then I can even consider a kiss or two. But, look at you! You have crushed my happiness, hope, and graciousness just because my blog does not have a Google page rank!

So, now it’s coming to class division I see. You could have criticized me or post comments stating your dislikes. But first you were not paying enough attention, and then you made it clear that you don’t like my blog, and finally you are irritated because it does not have a Google page rank! What have I done to deserve this? Why did I even write this post?

You still want to know why?

I will tell you, but you have to wait for the next post! If you don’t… hey! Don’t run away! It’s OK… I didn't mean to… hey… come back!

Wizard is Down! I Repeat, Wizard is...

Death! It's all around us... still we try to live. But, i'm getting addicted to the thought - I don't exist! Another attempt? Another chance to get rid of pains? My negative thoughts are getting immensely popular!

The Day He Escaped From His Cage

It was a lonely afternoon, the scorching mid noon sun was departing towards the west in a very leisurely manner. City roads were all deserted by the crowds and the bustling places which were usually packed with teenagers in the evenings are all forsaken with their daily odds and ends. He didn’t have anything to do but sit and observe the grayish sky outside the window. He could have started another painting but somehow that mood was missing… he was helplessly looking at his world losing the entire colors of his life inch after inch.

“Will I ever smile again? Will I ever live all the minutes of a day without hovering upon depressing thoughts and agonizing tensions?” - He closed the diary. Once again it was the same thing… that mood was lacking! Nothing can be done, he sighed! A lonely gust of air embraced the roadside trees hastily and some of the leaves fell down and touched the ground quietly!

Deep within his mind, he was all prepared to hear such words. But, this time he didn’t want to shift his focus… this time he didn’t want to wake up from his dreams! From the day he started understanding the tangible meaning of the things happening around him… he knew his life was destined to endure agony. He knew nothing will change… time is the best healer and he has the worst tolerance perhaps…

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She Was Hugged in the Middle of A Road...

“Sam, I’m not in a mood to talk about all these crap! I want to live my life to the fullest and anyone who tries to suffocate me for the sake of past becomes a hindrance in my eyes.”

She was no longer looking at his eyes, but she knew they were filled with rage and hatred for her! She knew this was the end of their relationship and nothing can change his mind. She doesn’t even want to give it a try…

“And one more thing Sam, we can still stay in touch as good friends, but if you try to blackmail me and ruin my career… I will screw your life!”

She could have said that it was she who sacrificed her career blindly in his love. It was she who wanted to forget that hatred of his eyes as soon as possible. But she didn’t want to answer because she will never be able to heal those wounds anymore… the more you think about it the more you cry!

She didn’t know where to go… suddenly she lost all the purposes of her life. Standing in the middle of a busy city she suddenly felt alone… and at once she had the tremendous urge to run back to him because his love was the only thing that kept her going while everything else was going horribly wrong.

Memories are always treacherous! They always remind the good days when we cry and take us back to those painful days whenever you are contented with your life. The hatred of his eyes prevented her from doing yet another mistake…

After all it was her slipup to trust someone so blindly… she wiped her tears and thought! She looked at the bustling city crowds, bright advertisements, and lively malls… she could no longer feel close to her own city. The only way out was to commit suicide and get rid of the painful present but she didn’t have the courage to die. Buying a 4 rupee ticket, get inside a metro station and jump whenever the train comes to the platform… as simple as that. She could easily take an overdose of sleeping pills and rest in peace for the rest of his life… she could easily slash her vein and run away from all these stupidities by committing another stupid act…

She suddenly realized there was someone special in her life that she has always neglected! He was her first and probably the last love… he won’t look at her with eyes full of rage and hatred ever…

Standing amidst the lively city she no longer felt alone… left with her own adversities! Instead, she felt how idiotic it was to abandon her first love for a mere illusion… now she was determined to live with him… now she was knew his name… it’s her own LIFE!!

When Things Goes Wrong

 Every time life throws a new challenge and starts changing the older rules, I try my best to cope with the situation and feel like an optimist. Optimism is something that injects new hope in us and helps to get rid of the difficult situations of day to day life.

Personally, I have experienced both the negative and positive sides of life. At times I become extremely pessimist and when that cynic gets fed up with the continuous flow of depressing state of affairs there evolves an optimist who wants to survive and live a happy life. Unfortunately, none of them survives.

They both spend sleepless nights and depressed days with a hope that things will definitely improve. I’ve experienced some really awkward moments of life and I know there are even more difficult situations waiting in front of me. That frightens me.

There was a time when I seriously felt suicide is the only way out! Fortunately I couldn’t commit suicide because on the right moment life made me realize that I have some bigger responsibilities to fulfill. Those depressing thoughts still paralyze my mind.

Trust me I’m not here to be a “spiritual baba” someone who has all the solutions of living a happy and fruitful life. I’m just like one of you… trying to find a way out.

There are infinite numbers of people like me those who are frustrated with these “difficult times” of life. They are not ready to adopt any theories in their life and make it more intricate. We guys are wandering in the middle of nowhere with infinite number of unanswered questions in mind.

Life is not a theory; it can’t be defined by any doctrine or dogmatic religious views. People like me want to live a decent life without any hassles. People like me chew their dreams and live their life with infinite numbers of hopes. That is what keeps them going.

They are pessimist because life has very little gifts for them. On the other hand, they try to be optimistic because running away from life is not a solution for them either.

Waiting for You Jack...

 

Why do I find so many similarities between Pip of "Great Expectations" and my own childhood? Well, this is not going to be one of those "nostalgic" articles for sure. Once someone revealed, life is the best teacher and she was the worst learner perhaps... days have passed! Finally a fool has realized that, he is the second worst learner indeed!

Standing at these juncture, things have changed! Even that stupid boy has also learned to accepting some hidden rules of life. Now he hates everything related to his past... and wish to consult a doctor to wake up from the nightmare.

I know there are many such "Ajesh" out there who failed to disclose their capability on the right time. But, trust me guys, there was a time when I thought "this is the end of the road, nothing will workout... this was the story of a poor, crap immature lover, and from tomorrow onwards there will be one fool less on this planet..."

Still I'm alive! There are no secrets...there are no magical spell... luckily I realized that life is not a shit! There's no point of cursing life saying, "Ohh why me..you moron, why me!!!" Life is not interested in such "WTF" words from a repenting soul.

Life is only for winners. If you are not trying to be a part of the game, get out of the field and no one else will bother anything about you. Trust me man, no one will cry except all the fun that you missed.

Life is much bigger than wasting your tears over past! Get out of your grave and poke your friends on Facebook!