RxPG - And The Life Mocks At You Yet Again.

When we are cheerful, full of youth all look at us with expectations, may be they could be that vibrant jubiliant full of joy ;inspiration comes from the those rising high and not from those who’ve been shunned by the destiny.

But why ? Will there always be moments of pride, satisfaction in life. Won’t we be down under someday. May be we may draw lessons if not inspiration from such losers. Losers in life…yeah yet again….. life mocked at me yet again……….. Who would plan to be like me..perhaps none. Why is it so that I find myself lonely in the enchanting crowds, while moments ago I was part of it- the jubiliations - when someone was in pitiable state….. jus looking anxiously for the procession to take note of his misery….. I never did rescue him then…hence don expect any support from the enthusiasts now….

You thought of someone to give u shoulder, to caress u, be the strength –the strength u always posed to be in possession of but lacked always!!!!!- Only to discover loneliness - But I’m never at fault…perhaps not !!!!…only I’m the sole cause of my misery.

The whole day and nite I was crestfallen and rhetorically wondered what’s success and joy in life all about…..infact nothing which I’ve encounter till now

Humor is the best camouflage…….. but behind that wicked smile have u been able to spot the agony the anguish, the groaning despair in life….. I could!! but no one did that for me…may be I’m a better actor…….pretender….. We all are pretenders …. Trying to be gaudy with umpteen expressions of joy. But are we experiencing the joys we longed for ?

I just want to break into pieces wish if lord be kind enough to hide me from the inquisitive eyes …….
How can i be myself – full of joy, vivacious and overflowing with charm…I’m lost in despair.

My vision is clouded by tears. But sometimes there are no tears to shed, still the grief is profound and the experience immense

How fickle is life-like a bubble of water - joy for one moment; you blink and it’s gone to be replaced by darkness.

I ‘m calm and composed , in my loneliness have plenty of time to mull over my misfortune and come to terms with which wasn’t expected.

As if by automation , I'm writing what otherwise would have remained expressionless

The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart . His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration

Unlike other threads I wish this one gets buried deep under …… may none of u face the incomprehensible failures in life , may no one post a reply to this……

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