We humans being a part of the Animal Kingdom consider
ourselves superior to other animals. Well there is no denial that we have achieved
certain social norms of being civilized, sophisticated and cultured. we've passed
the social obligations and developed our mind better than any other creature
could.
But even amongst the homosapien, we have this discrimination problem that we see some people above us ( like aristocracies on the bases of caste ) and some below us ( like barons in case of nobility. )
We humans are the most hypocritical creatures of the world.
How amazingly have we humans acquired the ability to bring someone down, break them emotionally, mentally and literally. We get such an immense pleasure abashing others.
We humans are such hypocrites. we say we feel others pain, but I ask you is feeling enough? if instead of helping them out of the labyrinth of misery, we inject them with cyanide, is it worth feeling. Isn't it better to stay away from them instead of bringing them sorrow.
Why are munificent creatures considered superficial? Are our past experiences so bad?
Well, personally I've had many bad experiences and when I say I am only 15 and I feel as if I have felt everything I will ever feel tears me up. I've lost friends and few of my family members. And it somehow bothers me every time, how will I ever get out of this misery but then a new one strikes and it's hard to explain what the heart feels.
You know what the worst kind of pain is, seeing a friend of yours and realizing you won't ever talk to him and it crushes your soul.
I had a very close friend with whom I could be true, I could be me. I did all sort of crazy stuff around him, shout, cry, sob, laugh and everything. It was perfect to me. I think I was the happiest person back then. He left, I realized I was a forlorn wanting to escape the misery of life. I was in doldrums for so long. I used to read my old conversations where he used to tell me that meeting me makes him happy. He used to call me in the middle of the night and tell me he wants to see me. And he used to call just because he wanted to hear me. Even I was weirdly happy around him. I remember him calling me on new year eve (obviously at midnight.) all drunk. It made me so happy that, even his not so sober self missed me. It felt as if we were a part of a pantomime.
Its just so hard to see people leave, no? It's so hard to see someone you thought of having bonds for forever grow apart. Someone with whom you thought you'd stay forever but don't even talk now.
I thought it was brutally cynical for me to hold on to the lost friendships. In a strange way it had a therapeutical affect to abnegate him.
But was I gratified? No. I felt a little good knowing that I have the capacity to leave him but that didn't last long. I wasn't happy leaving him. His face and the memories kept flashing in my mind.
I knew I had to get over it, escape from the labyrinth of forever, because forever was a mere illusion.
But even after all this time if only he'd come back, I may forget everything for back in time we were complete.
No, I didn't love him. This wasn't love but in a weird way he was my soulmate. Maybe the kind of soulmate you find in a friend. I wanted to keep him next to me and I still would but it still haunts me to think that he just left.
Even if I tell everyone I am over it, I secretly wish that he'd text me. I stare at my phone at night, wishing he'd come alive; wishing he would text me telling me how much he misses me. I wish he realizes that we were the soulmates.
And I still stick to my words, it wasn't love. It was the concept of two friends who'd give in everything for each other.
He left me with so many unanswered questions and they still haunt me. Why did he leave? I ask myself each night. I curse myself in more ways that I can remember, more ways than you could count.
Yes, I used to do all kind of happy- weird stuff around him and even before I met him but as he left me, I left being happy. He was the one who kept me from falling apart then how come he ripped my heart apart? How come he left me in such a sad situation. But I will be happy again. Someday the pain will vanish. Someday I will be able to say goodbye to this heartache and someday this all would change and nothing will remain same.
You did mean the world to me, but you aren't here anymore. It's not the first time I've lost a friend but this one really hurts. But I will get over it.
He was a monster who left a monster in me. I realize we humans who always try to bring each other down, drive from the past experiences are the worst kind of creatures. We are worse than our scariest nightmare.
Humans have a habit of leaving scars and bruises on souls, at least other creature don't tear each other mentally (But only physically). But in the end this is what it is, the Human Paradox.
But even amongst the homosapien, we have this discrimination problem that we see some people above us ( like aristocracies on the bases of caste ) and some below us ( like barons in case of nobility. )
We humans are the most hypocritical creatures of the world.
How amazingly have we humans acquired the ability to bring someone down, break them emotionally, mentally and literally. We get such an immense pleasure abashing others.
We humans are such hypocrites. we say we feel others pain, but I ask you is feeling enough? if instead of helping them out of the labyrinth of misery, we inject them with cyanide, is it worth feeling. Isn't it better to stay away from them instead of bringing them sorrow.
Why are munificent creatures considered superficial? Are our past experiences so bad?
Well, personally I've had many bad experiences and when I say I am only 15 and I feel as if I have felt everything I will ever feel tears me up. I've lost friends and few of my family members. And it somehow bothers me every time, how will I ever get out of this misery but then a new one strikes and it's hard to explain what the heart feels.
You know what the worst kind of pain is, seeing a friend of yours and realizing you won't ever talk to him and it crushes your soul.
I had a very close friend with whom I could be true, I could be me. I did all sort of crazy stuff around him, shout, cry, sob, laugh and everything. It was perfect to me. I think I was the happiest person back then. He left, I realized I was a forlorn wanting to escape the misery of life. I was in doldrums for so long. I used to read my old conversations where he used to tell me that meeting me makes him happy. He used to call me in the middle of the night and tell me he wants to see me. And he used to call just because he wanted to hear me. Even I was weirdly happy around him. I remember him calling me on new year eve (obviously at midnight.) all drunk. It made me so happy that, even his not so sober self missed me. It felt as if we were a part of a pantomime.
Its just so hard to see people leave, no? It's so hard to see someone you thought of having bonds for forever grow apart. Someone with whom you thought you'd stay forever but don't even talk now.
I thought it was brutally cynical for me to hold on to the lost friendships. In a strange way it had a therapeutical affect to abnegate him.
But was I gratified? No. I felt a little good knowing that I have the capacity to leave him but that didn't last long. I wasn't happy leaving him. His face and the memories kept flashing in my mind.
I knew I had to get over it, escape from the labyrinth of forever, because forever was a mere illusion.
But even after all this time if only he'd come back, I may forget everything for back in time we were complete.
No, I didn't love him. This wasn't love but in a weird way he was my soulmate. Maybe the kind of soulmate you find in a friend. I wanted to keep him next to me and I still would but it still haunts me to think that he just left.
Even if I tell everyone I am over it, I secretly wish that he'd text me. I stare at my phone at night, wishing he'd come alive; wishing he would text me telling me how much he misses me. I wish he realizes that we were the soulmates.
And I still stick to my words, it wasn't love. It was the concept of two friends who'd give in everything for each other.
He left me with so many unanswered questions and they still haunt me. Why did he leave? I ask myself each night. I curse myself in more ways that I can remember, more ways than you could count.
Yes, I used to do all kind of happy- weird stuff around him and even before I met him but as he left me, I left being happy. He was the one who kept me from falling apart then how come he ripped my heart apart? How come he left me in such a sad situation. But I will be happy again. Someday the pain will vanish. Someday I will be able to say goodbye to this heartache and someday this all would change and nothing will remain same.
You did mean the world to me, but you aren't here anymore. It's not the first time I've lost a friend but this one really hurts. But I will get over it.
He was a monster who left a monster in me. I realize we humans who always try to bring each other down, drive from the past experiences are the worst kind of creatures. We are worse than our scariest nightmare.
Humans have a habit of leaving scars and bruises on souls, at least other creature don't tear each other mentally (But only physically). But in the end this is what it is, the Human Paradox.
Such beauty. ❤
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