Three mind numbing weeks and a head massage later, I am sane enough to comprehend what I am typing on my wrecked keyboard.
Since the last many days, I have been clicking pictures of random people that I stalk and then approach in malls and dark streets. Also, typing a hundred words or five within strict deadlines. Yes, I have been interning. However, its ironical how writing hasn’t been making me happy like it always does, like it’s doing now. I am only beginning to realize how under rated happiness is. The dumb me, once thought that happiness was to do with getting into the best college, landing up with a decent internship and many by lines or getting hold of a cool camera. But it’s NOT. It’s when you love the sight of your college everyday, who cares what's its ranking; manage a by line for just one article, but one close to your heart; and click your first awesome picture no matter with what camera!
Well, you must have concluded and so have I that I live in a very idealistic world. In my head, everyone must love everyone. If you get angry often, you are rude. You cannot not love dogs ‘cause they are adorable. You push me in the train and you are a bad woman. You cannot be happy when someone else is sad, it’s inhuman! And the list goes on and on. I have lost a sense of what is real and what is not by now.
Sometimes, I wish I was Supergirl. Then every time someone kicked a dog or hurt another person, I would go: Punch! Kick! Beat! Slap!
Peace! J
all i can do is 'like' this.
ReplyDeleteHaha. Thanks for the "like" Sean! :)
ReplyDeleteI liked the title. It suits the blogpost perfectly:)
ReplyDeleteHaha. Only being honest! :D
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