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Being Selfish


Everything is within… the whole drama is ours, the reality is ours… so, why look outside… why search answers in those texts… and solution in someone’s words…

What is it that we want? Most of the things which we have asked for are around us… and now we don’t want them anymore but once they were the precious gems, once our whole life revolved around it…

So why ask? Why desire? Because we are not aware – Aware about those words that we hear, about those images, pictures that we come across… about everything that we own…

We are leaping in the tradition that which is been passed down to generation and have ruined millions in the name of “being settled”.

Blindly walking or to be precise jumping like a frog from one so-called milestone to another… from those traumatic school to desirous college and now in the mind blocking, dream killing corporate world…

Not that everything is bad… schools have educated us… college have shown us the freedom and the reality of being selfless… jobs are paying our bills… fulfilling the miniature dreams…

But…, are we here just to settle… are we here for getting married… owning assets… and satiating our appetite…

With such great memory and with such brilliant creativity are we here to be caged inside those glass wall and wait at the end of every month to enjoy our bribe…

Just because generations have walked this path, and it seems secure so why are we being coward and walking the steps which are been walked by so many…

So, what to do? Leave everything and run naked on the streets with a bottle of whiskey and a pack of cigarettes…

No, not yet… we don’t have to break someone’s head to tell them we are not born to do this shit… rather think… not to dream but, think of a dream… your dream…

We are covered up with the sheets of loans Emi’s and bills… under these sheets lies a being as naked as the day he was born… and on the day it will die…

So, why not think… beyond this so-called life that we are put into… why succumb to the ways of others… no matter who they are and what they mean to you… still you are alone… so being selfish for a while… at least… to think…  

    

 

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