Take off that Mask!

   You wear a mask that cuts the real world inside you; where you are the wildest and the best of all. Disguising your dreams, frustrations, depressions - it is hiding your identity. Did you choose to wear it or were you forced? The answer is still unknown.

The more you wear it, the more you fall into that unfamiliar realm where losing yourself is the only option left. Chasing away from one gun point to another. You are becoming a stranger to yourself. Struggling to unhook yourself to a better tomorrow. You know how helpless you are with that mask.

Break the bond. Let yourself out from the league of masks. You are not to be chained with norms, you are not to be poisoned with lust and greed, you are not a stringed puppet. Stop following the blind, start leading the league of freedom. Feel the tear that rolls over your cheek, feel the smile that brightens your face, feel the ecstasy in embracing your soul. Rip off that mask; run from fear to freedom!

           "God has given you one face, and you make yourself another" - Shakespeare

Surprise!

            I was so impatient that I couldn't close my eyes; I knew it's going to happen soon. But somewhere between my dreams and expectation I didn't realize I slept off. The next thing I saw was my crazy friends rounding my bed singing birthday songs with a delicious chocolate cake. Though I expected it, I pretended to be extra overwhelmed to make my sweet friends happy. 

The surprise birthday party kick started with a bottle of champagne (again I expected it but had to pretend all excited). The unexpected part was to see so many new faces and old faces which added to the craziness. Drinking like a fish, dancing like mad but deep down I was expecting her call. I kept checking my phone, e-mail but no answer from her. My annoying neighbour was the show stopper, he came thrice and blasted at us for loud music and this time we had to give up. Drunk girls, crazy assholes, jerks, doped freaks, old buddies all are out now. (Birthdays are at times just another reason for getting drunk and people just love to a take ride on it)

Its early morning 4.30, I was still up staring at the 855 Facebook wishes which didn't make any sense to me. Somehow I managed to sleep. Morning with a heavy head I got up and started off my daily routine. Professionalism and work life cares no damn even if it’s your freaking birthday, you have to work your ass out. Office was just hell that day. So much of tension and chaos that too I had to handle all on my birthday pheew! However busy I was the thought of her kept on disturbing me. I still remember the last thing she said to me


"Wait till your birthday, I have the biggest surprise for you girl"
"Surprise? Should I get paranoid"
"You ass, just wait and watch. It's a Big Surprise"
"I'm waiting"


I have never met a girl like her. A mad ass, crazy about everything and anything. You just can't resist missing a friend like her. She was a mystery woven with lot of problems, from her divorced parents to her old granny who is a cancer patient. But she always managed to keep a smiling face.

 I was so curious and excited to know her big surprise. But I got no answer from her the whole day. I tried to make myself believe, she was just kidding. I didn't know why I was very restless. Night around 11.30 I managed to call her. (While calling her, in my head, I was planning on how to blast her for not coming home for the party). The phone kept ringing but no answer. I got even more impatient and redialled the number, this time someone picked up the call on the last ring. I couldn't believe what I heard.  It was an accident or a suicide. No one knows the answer. All I could do was cry and cry for my long lost friend who taught me to live life against all the odds

"Was this her Surprise? Or has she gone with so many unfulfilled dreams and surprises?
Just like her, the answer remained a mystery"

Changing Time

         Have you ever imagined, how fast can a normal day fall into the list of the most horrendous days of your life. You wake up in the morning expecting everything to be fine and go ahead with your daily routine but end up with an anti-climax.

         That day too started so well even I expected it to be not more than a normal mundane day. Woke up after ten snooze, dragged myself to the loo with a bad hangover and their again slept off for another ten minutes. A glance at the watch and then started the running process, I ran out to catch a bus though I knew I won’t make it to the interview.


         With i-pod plugged in my head I sat in one corner of the bus, blocking myself from the world. The bus stopped suddenly with a bang, I was pretty sure it was an accident and time to scoot. I got out of the bus saw a glimpse of two people lying on the road, the couple looks pretty old, never even bothered to check what exactly happened. Here comes another bus, I don't want to take a chance, quickly jumped into it. I noticed a guy staring at me, an old man in his late 60's or 70's, sitting in a corner. His face looks peaceful but his eyes spoke a lot. His looks made me feel guilty for not helping the old couple. But I'm helpless, this interview is more important for me. As I reached my stop I got off from my seat gave a quick glance at the old guy, he kept staring at me. With no time to bother, I walked off.


         Somehow I managed to reach on time.  Gave my best shot and got through the interview. I walked out with the confidence to face the world. After several failed attempts, it’s my time to prove my parents I'm not worthless. I'll make a fortune out of my life. Phone started ringing breaking the silence of my day dream.


'Hello…hello…where are you?'
 ’Hello Uncle! What happened? Why you sound so tensed?'
'It's hard for me to explain... (weeping) Your dad...he ...he is no more... (weeping)  met with an accident today, come to CM hospital urgently'


Beep... Beep…


Couldn't take the shock, I got frozen. The world came to an end with a deafening silence.


 My dad would have been alive now, if only one of the passengers took him to hospital  but then it was his fate to bleed to death in the middle of a rushy road. I could never walk pass by any accident ruthlessly how I used to be after my dad's death. Whenever I see someone in accident I see my dad lying on the road pleading for help. I can't change the world, but can change myself. Nothing is more important than saving a life.


Act as if what you do makes a difference. It does
-William James

Being Insane!

 Being Insane!

           Roaming the street wondering why I feel dead when I’m supposed to be partying and enjoying the success of my career. More money and respect, what else should I ask for.

      Sleepless nights...endless conversations...planning and re-planning...confusions and disappointments... quarrels and convictions. Finally here I'm successfully out of the mess with a promotion however the question still remains the same.

Why am I doing this? For what? For whom?

     

      I can see my life, still in a mess with all of its imperfections perfectly blended. I wish the world to end now; I have no strength to face tomorrow.

    A dog eat dog world wrapped in glamour and luxury is waiting to grab me but here I am waiting for a chance to get out of this rat-race to enjoy the eternal beauty of life.