i was highly depressed few dayz back cuz of fresh 'dhokha' from ma close frnz.and then i realised dat ppl wear face masks- ' da invisible masks ' off course to conceal their true identity.i cud remember da poem i read in some senior class which is basically a conversazione between a son n his dad.father is telllin his son bou da past where everybody was true ,fair and treated everyone equally .he coup de graces wid present generation which has to wear a different mask whly talkin to different ppl.it is peremptory to change da mask( not to mention invisible ).happy mask whn talkin to your crush,attitude mask whn talkin to you lover.hmmm !!! ( sounds tedious )
nowadaz m readin dis buk called ' the rover ' written by APHRA BEHN.everyone used to wear masks in masquerades balls to hide their true very thing.and cuz of da hidden identity a brother molest ( almost !!! ) his own sister phew !!! thankfully generatoin z does not wear the masks actually,otherwise..... unmentionables.....additionally it wud be tiresome removing one mask...wearing other and above that carrying 20-30 masks wid u all de tym....
newaz talkin bou wt happened wimme was....well what happens wid everyone else also.... only difference being i never expected ( as if other ppl do !!! ) for me they were,what they were in front of me.no idea what they were behnid ma back...their concealed images....got a good side kick for ma blind trust....n now i cannot trust anyone.truthfully even ma childhood frnz are sufferin cuz of those ppl...
n whn i come to thnk of it now.even now.i hv started wearin da false faces.i screen me trueself from everyone...lollzzz !!! one more feign in fake world!!!!
WELCOME ME PPL !!!
nowadaz m readin dis buk called ' the rover ' written by APHRA BEHN.everyone used to wear masks in masquerades balls to hide their true very thing.and cuz of da hidden identity a brother molest ( almost !!! ) his own sister phew !!! thankfully generatoin z does not wear the masks actually,otherwise..... unmentionables.....additionally it wud be tiresome removing one mask...wearing other and above that carrying 20-30 masks wid u all de tym....
newaz talkin bou wt happened wimme was....well what happens wid everyone else also.... only difference being i never expected ( as if other ppl do !!! ) for me they were,what they were in front of me.no idea what they were behnid ma back...their concealed images....got a good side kick for ma blind trust....n now i cannot trust anyone.truthfully even ma childhood frnz are sufferin cuz of those ppl...
n whn i come to thnk of it now.even now.i hv started wearin da false faces.i screen me trueself from everyone...lollzzz !!! one more feign in fake world!!!!
WELCOME ME PPL !!!
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hey all...ur comments invited...!!!
nice blog
i dont know if u'll read this or not, but i'll still write what i got to write........to me it feels like u still holdin urself........holdin urself........and takin each step while writin the blog very carefully.......dont hold urself..........nways nice blog...........continue the good work...........
you are on a trail on discovering badd things bout ppl...enjoy...this may be the toughest part of yur lyf..
i dont know why i replied to your post...
well... sammy(pseudo name)...
"I see a man who stares upwards,
And wrings his hands from the force of pain,
I shudder when i see his face,
The moon reveals myself to me".... dis man who wrote it... was moribund... n perished soon after he completed witting it...
lemme tell u sammy...life is just a realization tht something other than us... is true!!
when u are betrayed.... ask... "did she/he ever promised not to betray"
when someone changes... interrogate..."who ain't change?... after all its only change that is unchangeable..."
may be i m pushing it too hard... unnecessarily... who m i to dictate u...??? right?
i m no body!!! but thats wht we all are.... if only we let us be that way...
i m writing it... cz i smell an aroma that is not factious... de post is related to ur true self...
sammy!!! dere is no violence as felonious as it is to choose affliction for ur self.. to let ur self suffer... n u r doing just that...
be nice to ur self...
wont say.... forgive them n be free... wht gautam budh has said..."let it go n be free"
we ain't sages...
but dun punish ur self.... we are not devils either...
dun hold back ur self... cry when its time to cry... suffer cz thats de gift we all have got...
but when life calls...dun get deaf
n mute...
dun listen to me... why should u??? but dun deny wht ur heart prompts...
hay!!! hope u r not gonna kill me for whtever i ve said??? (he he he)
"if dere is dark ness... just remember... where there is darkness there is an extraordinary opportunity to light a candle..."
i know dis uneducated boy.. just sounds like a simp... so someday i will tell u a story written by someone... who i m sure must have had three convocations...phew!!!
n sammy!!! this ain't for de gal whoz someone's frnd...(i hope u got who's who of dis someone...)!! no way!!!
i have written this for de gal.... who is de one n only gal i have dared to talk... like i took de initiative... hope u can recall that day... i stopped u... n asked to say...a good bye... how foolish naa... !!!
if i ve screwed it up completely... like i always do with de things... n i know i m damn lout when it comes playing with words... but i really would like to see de resurgent you!!!
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