So I just thought of updating this space. Blabbering out questions that haunt my mind. I know these questions will stay here as words that don't make any sense, and will rot till the end of time. BUT , Words are all I have, Why not use em? Heh.
I don't know if many of you feel this incompleteness, that there's something, something missing. I might be one of those mindfucks in the world but I look around and almost everyone is as mindfucked as me. BLAH!
Is this the way of life, that as you move on, you'll get mindfucked eventhough if you look back at those times back again, you'll say "Ah, those were THE days"
This those-were-the-days realisation is a late comer.Maybe that's the rule of nature.
Maybe life is the resistance of mindfuck. Maybe.
Meanwhile the question that haunts me is....
What's missing?
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Life is the resistance of mindfuck. Yes, if resistance includes fighting a mindfuck too, not just let it get the best of you and endure.
Nice to see you upload this blog. Comes forward as much more intimate and honest!
Keep writing yaar.
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