Ever wondered how it would be like to just slip away one day. Just disappear for everyone, away from yourself and everything around you? Withdraw from all that’s bad, all that’s good, and all that doesn’t matter but we just fuss about it too much. I’m not exactly an escapist or a wuss. Or on second thought, maybe just a little bit of both and it’s just too hard to admit to myself. But I think to an extent all of us are. Shit scared! We try to bell the cat only that there is no cat here and we’re just running around like morons with the damn bell.
So we trip and fall like every now and then, ‘it’s a part of LIFE’ so they say. I say your whole damn life all you’re trying to do is Get up! That first step we take as babies is just an illusion of control. It gets everyone all happy and proud so after that they just leave you on your own mercy and you can never walk again.
I might be sounding cliché angry or pissed. Maybe I just am. Maybe I’m not completely in my senses; sure you must have caught on to THAT by now. And I sure am not proving anything here, having totally lost the point to all of this.
Well I started with slipping away, I’m quite sure I’m gonna do that one day. Just when I gather guts enough, which i just might, sooner than expected. It’s like my moral fiber has totally collapsed for the time being. This, right now is just not my thing.
This, right now doesn’t work for me and I doubt it ever will. And the psychoanalytical bullshit about hanging in there and giving it another try, spare it coz by the time you read this, I’d be through with it.-
P.S- ‘Family & Friends’ I promise to write a longer, better and a more personal one when it actually comes to that.
