A sigh to begin with…. A real deep sigh.
Hey dude its not just about being hopeless or frustrated it’s a bit more than that …. Just a little bit more. I don’t know what I’m trying to prove by all these scribbling but that doesn’t matter there are enough people on earth who supposedly make sense … my staying out of that league wont make much of a difference. Perhaps this is why I love blogging, I don’t have to meet any standard or please anyone I can just give vent to my thoughts (I won’t make the mistake of christening these emotion). Actually some incidents in the past few days awakened a dormant identity in me…. This was long buried under the sheathe of hopeless strivings, callous jargons and an eternal flaw.
I heard that in yonder past there was a big shot called God, this chap laid down some guidelines as to what decorum was to be maintained in his premises which supposedly was the earth. Yet his folks tasted the forbidden fruit and things got worse. God, on an emotional note, left them and became a recluse. Thus, began the age of awareness, murder and night fall. Night fall must have been common amongst men in those days…who were flocked by scantily clad or unclad women, were aware of some itching between their legs but didn’t know how to have sex! Gosh…he must have gone real wild the day he had his first intercourse. However this wildness gave birth to wonder! Kids were sprinkled on earth and these kids grew up and developed to become the first murderer and the first slain!!! Legend says that the big boss god never forgave his folks for disobeying him…and so his folks and their successors were all cursed for their eternal sin…mind you this sin was inherited. Today I call this sin, flaw. That was the brief history of my eternal flaw.
Bunk all that…what was I talking about? Frankly speaking I was talking about nothing. Voidness persists within me and this voidness sets up a chain of chemical reactions which thankfully give birth to new compounds…after all we are all chemical compounds (barring our psyche). Including our psyche we could be classified as psychochemical compounds! Ah, that was a long word. I am not good in using long words. Don’t mind, henceforth this article shall be simpler.
Few days back I asked myself …from whom are you running Anirban? What chases thou? Another deep sigh… I really don’t know. I think it looks like a liquid shadow. It has been following me for quite sometime and scanning all my twitches. It has made life hell for me at times and at other times it has lovingly called me the devil and made me feel at home in hell. I must admit there is a sort of relationship developing between me and this liquid shadow…I cannot elaborate any further. Dude! I am not hiding facts…its just that I don’t know any further. So, I spoke about a dormant identity in me…what’s that? Since you have cooperated with my article for this long you deserve to get an idea…
Actually and factually, I was secretly ambitious….I wanted a lot from life…enough to strangle my fantasies. However who’s not ambitious? Even Brutus was. This was not a unique trait in me… hold on! My ambition was a bit different…I wanted a lot from life at the cost of others. I don’t know but do any of you people feel the same? Please let me know. This trait of mine I treasured…it gave me energy (the negative version). And I enjoyed sipping this energy booster…
Then some things happened which began to bring others into the niche of my fantasies. no longer was I a loner in the world I imagined. This at first I didn’t bother but then it slowly began to eat me within…and I realized that there was no escape from this serpentine strangling. I felt choked but couldn’t get access to water. On the verge of dying came the lady who knows all that glitters is gold and she showed me the stairway to heaven. Which I fondly climbed, bypassed the chamber of the ancient big boss and entered cabin number 666. The lady was fondly waiting for me there….
Without delay we feverishly kissed each other…sucked at each others agony…and heard some black and white folks play strings in the background.
4 comments:
Wonderful.
"The lady was fondly waiting for me there�.
Without delay we feverishly kissed each other�sucked at each others agony�and heard some black and white folks play strings in the background."
That certainly sums everything up... U need it.. im sure..
i find a strange similarity between my phase and yours.. that same dragging feeling, a sense of unsatisfaction creepin up... incompleteness... and all the time askin ques abt everythin..
i believe the changes arnd us r 2 mammoth 4 us 2 gauge... nyws im driftin off...
great.. really good piece of work.. make it sharper next time.. u r hittin but not hittin hard.. knowin u, i know u can deliver lots better..
random thoughts come.. yes.. but orgainisin dem n puttin dem on paper is d trick.. keep up d good work man.. but im sure u can do much betr...
i know the feeling....the happiness of sucking energy from others...and i know what happens when others appear in ur fantasies,ur dreams and desires.i met that lady once the one who knows all that glitters is gold.she told me to breathe underwater till the end.
soory dude i didn't get d complete hang of it. Guess i'd hav 2 take a shot of THC n read it again. By d way , sarcastic humor is good as usual.
Simple lingo gives it a siganture feel. i Guess i'll have 2 join u on this blog.
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