Sometimes I ask myself the craziest of questions and get the craziest of responses. Just yesterday I asked myself a crazy question.
What am i doing in this fake fake world?
Where am I to go after this? Am I a part of this illusion? Or am i here to clear the dust off the reality?
Yet again, I said to myself that reality itself is an illusion. So what is real anyway?
My being is real because I am alive. But what am I doing with my life? Let me ponder.
I am living an illusion, a life which is temporary. A life beyond my understanding. But who decides whats beyond my understanding? Am I the one to decide that? If not, who decides?
I dress myself up with the prettiest of clothes and accessories. I enter the fake fake world of being what I am not. I want to escape, I cant. Its society they say. You have to live in it.
Who made the society? Man. Who made the world? Speechless. I am a part of this world first and then I am a part of this fake fake society. So I want to get all my make up off and not put on any facade.
I want the starry nights to fascinate me and not the diamond ring on your finger. I want the the oceans to arouse my curosity and not your purse of pure leather.
I am a part of this beautiful world and no society can stop me from being what I want to be. As i start my search for myself, I question you my friend, if you are lost in this lost world, start questioning in wonder, and you will get your answers.......