Probably this will be my last post from the protective confines of my room. Apparently the work to be done by my parents and their hoodlums seems to have reached its end and so they have decided to cut off my internet connection (citing exorbitant costs and illegitimate billing).
Stooping low to conquer is a good thing as long as your goal is in view. The entire thing starts to look foolish once you lose sight of your goal but keep on reaching newer levels of lower heights without realizing that you've actually lost the main purpose of your mission.
Life is not so promising in the future when you consider the perspective of my so called elders, yet everybody keeps repeating that pt is in much demand nowadays. what do you do when the last remnant people whom you think are on your side also betray you?.
The funniest thing in this whole sequence of events was the way everybody who were more "mature" than me ranging from my seniors to my classmates acted like idiots and that made me realize that i was in every way better than them. (way to go buddy press f6 to see your crushes name on the screen while you are at it you might as well press f1 to f12 if you are that desperate and better try to be lovable to be loved).
One of my greatest lessons was taught by my parent's well wisher and by far the oldest of the lot who have "interacted" with me. i realized that no matter how old they may be they still can behave like idiots and its not worth it to give respect just because they are older than you. I know I'm not perfect but at least I'm not as lame or idiotic as my benefactors. Why is it that i keep approaching people even when i know that they will betray me or when i know for sure they did have a role to play in my general gloominess?. I don't have an answer for that myself and i don't expect you to answer either because I don't like words like "idiot", "stupid" etc the sort Ive been using for describing my benefactors.
After nearly 2 years I went back to my school one of the most beloved places on earth and here is a picture of the goal post i used to generally hang around.
In many a sunny lunch hour and physical training period i used to lie on the grass (there used to be grass back then) and dream and boy with all those eagles crying and the bright sun hurting my eyes i used to feel like a small cowboy defending my ranch. I told you we live twice once in the moment and the other in retrospection. That was one of the memorable moments in the recent past, strange how some settings change their value over time once it was my refuge from all my classmates and the scheduled life of school, now it has become sort of a stronghold protected from this obnoxious world where i can reach out to my past.
This is lucky one of the last strands that keeps me connected to one of my beloved places on earth.and buddy don't make me regret that i found solace in you after all, people you like doesn't necessarily mean that you want them in your life and you cant make fun of people who like you, right? in which case the person who likes you has every right to retaliate.
my stint at RK mission has come to an end yesterday and while i was coming back home the rk mission incharge presented me with a small book of vivekananda. one of the people i admire though his rhetoric is mostly religious his patriotism and his progressive ways of thinking about developing his India at a time and age when everybody was either being a coward or a betrayer truly deserves praise and recognition. If it wasnt for his religious views i think he could have reached to a larger educated audience of different sections and would have proved a refreshing inspiration when compared with the sola toupee wearing national leaders of that period. thank you madam for that book I'm gonna cherish it till the end of my life for i personally believe books make the perfect gift.
Loneliness has never been so inviting and promising than now. thank you for everything and farewell till my next post.
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