Yep. I'm anti social. I've got a social phobia. People make me
uncomfortable. I'm a wolf who won't even go for hunting, just to justify
his social phobia.

But, actually isn't life just about those countable number of people
around you. The faces may change with time. But they'll always remain
a few of them. Yep.

Then why indulge in make- believe crowded, celebrations? I actually
want to specify Indian weddings here.

They scare the shit outta me. So many people. Cameras here and there.
How to walk, how to hold a normal expression, how to not look too
ugly, and a hundred questions keep echoing in the mind. Gah.

Why can't it be about "You" and "I" and "Tom Dick and Harry"? Won't it
be beautiful that way?

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Mind has started fucking around with me again. I see a doomed future,
even before it's actually doomed.

It's like I've beheaded the optimist inside me and I'm rubbing a lemon
on his neck. Yep.

A thing to be glad. An idea sparked in my mind today. I hope I get to
execute it, before I hit that grave. Heh.