You know, I love use and throw pens.
It’s super annoying to use ones which require refills.
And buying refills! Such a waste of time.
Well, what if you come across a use and throw attitude.
People, random people.
People, special people.
People, your people.
They use you, for their benefits. And then, squash and throw you away.
I hate people, such people.
But I guess, if you’re on this Blue Planet, and in the 21st Century, you ought to be habituated with this.
Well I’m not. I’m growing.
Growing to see people turn selfish and insensitive.
Growing to see the world transform into a factory of wishes and expectations.
Growing to see people turn into Monsters, worse than monster animals.
Truly said, humans are wilder than the wildest animals.
Not because they kill others, but because they squeeze you in a way, where even osmosis won’t help you go back to what you were.
No, it’s not funny, it’s true.
Is it that only I’m surrounded by such people or are you, too?
I don’t know how to survive in a world, where unknowns pacify better than the ones close to your heart.
Where, an empty heart is temporarily used and then thrown away, instead of getting filled with love.
Love is a mirage for all those who think they are in love.
We live in such a world.
It breaks you down into pieces at first and thinking those pieces with a cellotape. Oh, really?
But I think, inspite of all, we ought not be melancholy.
Even if we don’t have people in our lives who are there when we need a soul, you’re there, for yourself. To fall and learn and get up and fall again.
Because, we have a million little cells in our body who think about us, and we, keep thinking about the ones who don’t care?
And I think, perhaps, everyone who uses and throws, has gone through what I’m going through today.
Perhaps, that’s how we learn, that’s how we change.
Some, for the better. Some, for the worse.
And I think, I’ll start buying refills now.
Life Is After All Beautiful