November 14, 2008

2 less from 2.

After 22 months of gazing relentlessly at a screen, the world appears shallower than I expected it to be.
I go about the superficial routine like everyone else- wake up...get ready...do some useless-needless-worthless-meaningless work...get back...hog..doze off...wake up...with the occasional 'catching-up' of each others mundane tasks of the day- it all seems to go on so smoothly-barring a few hiccups- here and there. Once in a while, I observe my baby's growth. It's better than the neighbouring rejects from the core of Earth. I am satiated. For the moment.

But...
Was there more to it?
Am I missing something?
Now what?
Is this it?

One fine day, epiphany shall arrive...
But...
It might be too late.
Or may be not.

"Blessings are not only for those who kneel...luckily."
Wrong finger. Right guy. Crazy soul.

Burn in hell, please.

As you leave, without a soul by your side,  I hope you finally saw the dark side of your deeds. The curses that turned to flame will continu...