These are insanities which my mind floods out at a certain mood. I am not responsible for the things I write here but my mind is...
Thursday, August 06, 2009
9% or 8% which is more. chimay acting up fast. What should I say about it. "Peres Trappistes". Perhaps I wished things be true, perhaps I didn't. So the more you ingest or infect yourself, less the chances to escape. This is a story about my friend. He told me the story and he died. He gave me the consent to spit it out before everyone. Perhaps those who know him will understand. He believed or in his words, "I Hope". Hope was everything for him, his life, his career, his love, his dreams. He believed it was because of his hope, he survived all those years. So started betting on his hopes. He believed he was the chosen one, the one made to do things, the one made to have things. He was in a dream world of hopes, if he hope... he will get it. He was hope struck. When ever he talked to me, he used to tell me about a simple hope but a complex outcome. He never wanted anyone to know about it till the outcome. Since he hoped the outcome will be always in his favor, he never bothered about the negative outcome. So he always was adamant and want to surprise everyone. But he was hopeless this time. It struck him so badly that he forgot himself. He forgot what hope was. He forgot what he hoped for. Never mentioned, never noticed... he realized.. he was nothing.
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