Tuesday 28 August 2007

Just wish I was born normal....

I have always been amazed and distressed seeing how oblivious are people to other's misery and sufferings. Its not that I fall into exceptions but I am not able to come to terms with this sick human psycology....


I share a feeling probably what many would be sharing.. but I guess nobody knows if its worth expressing.because... its not against an individual, a society or, a system... its against the self..

and.. trust me the reflection is real ugly.


Just to re-assert what I am saying is true... I will narrate an incident to you.Its not the incident thats important.. because the plot can be different for different people in their life.. but the central idea justifies the blog.


I used to have a friend in my school days... a pretty girl, she died with her family in a tragic road accident. I didn't knew her that well then.. but I felt sad and real depressed.A few of my friends even went to her cremation and sympathesized with the family.

Two days later we had a farewell in our school. But I wasn't able to get myself to prepare for a funfilled evening. And I skipped the evening. Even today my friends ask me why I missed the farewell. I don't know why !!!They say it was so much fun... the pictures too reflect the joy and happiness they felt that evening... But all I can recall with my school farewell even today is the death of my friend.

The pictures of my friends smiling,holding hands, posing with teachers... didn't make me feel joyous.. even today I feel the gloom of her death and sorrow in that happiness.
What makes feel distressed is not the fact that everyone was having a good time but.. the fact that how frugal our lives are to us and to those around.

I guess a lot many people feel like me... but they are in terms with this frugality of human life and can move on seeing things, sympathesizing at times.. and then gearing up for new facets, venues and moments to live.

May be I am too emotional and sensitive to forget things in a flash.. but then Its not what I chose.Its what I am.. and will always be.... even when it leads to more sufferings.. and sorrow.