It takes all kinds to make the world.
With widened eyes, dropped jaws and a bewildered expression lending evidence to the difficulty faced by your consciousness to process “the kinds”, this is the only statement that can make you find sense within the unthinkable, improbable.
Money is not everything. Did our parents not teach that? Or have we very conveniently forgotten? Or is it the paycheck that comes in gives you the misplaced feeling of being indispensable, unique? Or is it a way to protect what you don’t deserve?
You come first, possessions next, people come last, if by some twisted form of “greatness” they do make to that list. Consideration, humility, honesty are not only over-rated, they are despised. Love, passion, joy, victory are all meaningful when you are the recipient.
And then you cry, when the others shun you. Have you ever thought of the ones you shunned?
You may not keep a tab, but someone does. Call it karma, call it dharma. Actions pay. Pretensions, hypocrisy, lies – they are not traits, they are the downfall. I could wait, agape and shake my head at the play, feel my values holding me back from crying out in anger. But not for long, because there is no such thing as the perfect act, the perfect lie. You do get caught and in the web woven of your own deceit.
I don’t cry with elation, nor with vindictive joy at your plight. I sympathize but cannot empathize, for I have been too smart to be my own nemesis. But you made yourself your own reason of destruction. I don’t gloat but I do sympathize for what I beheld, you suffer what you gifted yourself.
And your jealousy, your hatred didn’t kill me, didn’t hurt me, couldn’t even put the faintest scratch but I have everything that I ever needed, all that which you could never touch. But then you didn’t know, you and I were not at the same level to begin with.
I know what you think, people are ungrateful and life’s a bitch.
Life isn’t the bitch, dude. You wanna know who is, find the nearest mirror.
Maverick Misfit 
well said…i agree 🙂 🙂
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Loved the last line the most.. agree totally 🙂
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Most of the bloggers are venting out their anger on their blogs. Is it the season of being so angry with someone that you couldn't help but write about it on the blog? I guess, next will be me. There are too many people who's been bothering me.
By the way, I liked the last line too.
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@Nethra: Girl, I am rarely angry. And if I am, I never vent to strangers. I am writer and this is how I see people are, around. “You” isn't you and “I” isn't me, it is a perception of a world going mad. Does that make sense? But yes, sometimes some things make you feel better when written on your blog, ranting, raving, crying, venting, whatever, as long as you don't expect people to appreciate or even understand. After all, it is your own blog, you can whatever you like.
@AV: I like the last line too! 😀
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Hmmm…i can very well relate to what you have written…..
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interesting indeed…
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@Naveen: Isn't it? I do consider myself a better writer for this very flair that I sometimes seem to channel!
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