What has befallen the race of men? Why is it that words like integrity and honesty are sitting wounded in a secluded corner of some shady bar. Where is that famed moralistic Sanatan outlook. We were supposed to be harbingers of rational thought and move into spiritual plane. Why truth resembles a woman violated, a man crestfallen. Now the question can be, why am I too bothered about all this?
I walk over but again both of them look at me as if an alcoholic looks at a drunkard spilling a few ounce of scotch. I guess, they look for new identity, brand makeover. Why have they become a pariah? Even a pedophile has more friends , pimp more clients and liars more women. Have I ever bothered about them myself? Let me think, I have used them selectively and as per my definitions. Oh here she comes , bringing moonlight in the night, Let me bask in her glow tonight.
“will you help us? Spare us a thought, will you? We have been humped in , bumped in, cars, hotels, Motels and bars.”
I can not spare you a thought but let me spare some to myself. Why do I hear you too often? Is it because I analyse life too much, don’t exhibit my emotions because of the fear of getting hurt? Do I sometimes meet the real me? Yes I do. I let myself be known but who read me? I refuse to meet myself because I don’t want to loose again.
Let me spare a thought. Isn’t integrity linked to being me? Isn’t honesty a part of our upbringing?
People walk around today calling everyone their best friend. The term doesn't have any real meaning anymore. Mere acquaintances are lavished with hugs and kisses upon a second or at most third meeting, birthday cards get passed around offices so everybody can scribble a snippet of sentimentality for a colleague they barely met, and everyone just loves everyone. As a result when you tell somebody you love them today, it isn't much heard. I love you Kalyan, you are my best friend. I can't imagine going through life without you as my best friend. " I'm not going to kiss you however."
Love has passed the shores and I am contend with never having to say these 3 words to anyone in the world again. I said them already and this is my tribute to you too both – Honesty & integrity.Do i like being me? best, leave it hanging.
As I read every line..I understand the depth of u as a person..very rightly written...specially ths part"People walk around today calling everyone their best friend. The term doesn't have any real meaning anymore. Mere acquaintances are lavished with hugs and kisses upon a second or at most third meeting, birthday cards get passed around offices so everybody can scribble a snippet of sentimentality for a colleague they barely met, and everyone just loves everyone. As a result when you tell somebody you love them today, it isn't much heard. I love you Kalyan, you are my best friend. I can't imagine going through life without you as my best friend. " I'm not going to kiss you however."
ReplyDeleteThe last line was funny...!! great keep it up
This was very heartfelt. An an intense individual, who is been accused of being arrogant, snob,recluse and what else, I could never express myself more.
ReplyDeleteThanks again
u r cool the way u r ...just be tat way...a bit of everything is not bad!!
ReplyDeletelet the world opiniate as it wishes:-)