Huh! Finally am out of it all. I left the job. Last night was spent in rigorous brainstorming sessions…..in whirlpools of emotions….. and the pain kept churning in.
Soon, chirping of birds woke me from reverie. The night; I could see was beautifully melting in the yellow Sun rays. It was as if inspiring me, echoing to me, ‘Get up, bring light to your life’…..
I sulked in my pillow. Wished like hell if he was here today, with me, for me…..
Hmmm.
It was around 6:44 a.m. The decision was made. I had cried my tears out in the night. The heart seemed in some pain, still kept beating. Whatever, I slept.
My cell, I switched it off. At 11:00 a.m I called up my Manager and inform that I am no more interested in the job. He asked some questions but I just disconnected the call.
I really don’t want to be a puppet. I am a human. If I see someone in pain, it hurts me too. I was asked, “Here your friendship is at one place and business at the other. You are not supposed to discuss your salary with anyone. If people ask you, just say, ‘Sorry, I am not comfortable answer this part.’ If someone happens to have not achieved its sales target that day, and you are in profit already, still you are not supposed to make charities for that fellow. You are not supposed to give in to that colleague of your’s.” FUCK!!
Why the world can’t be simple and easy. Why can’t I help someone when I see someone in pain. Why can’t I speak out what I just feel. Why the damn I need to care so much of this freaking world.
Perhaps because, sometimes this ‘fucking’ world too has got some sense. Peeping in the past, I am a victim of my own freewill today. After all, it was bloody me only who went to help that crapster.
I saw his heart in pain, and today I am getting burnt in pain because of him. His kisses, smooches, hugs, neck – bites, fuck! I just can’t get out of it all.
Whatever, I have left the job. I know I am not a puppet. I know if I am used once, people can’t keep fooling me always. There is a Chinese proverb I read once,
‘Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.”
And no way, I have had enough. I know what I have to do now. I will sleep well today, perhaps try to. Will allow my body take some rest, after all from tomorrow it’s the only one that’s going to fetch me some money. Prostitution, eh!
Posted by AakashInMe on 2008-05-21 16:29:52 | Rating: n/a | Views: 69
The world would be a better place if people would stop to care more, and just do right because it is right to do. Its not easy being a good person, and loving people. It is a lot easier to be hurtful than helpful in this life. I'd like to share a poem that means a lot to me I don't know who wrote it but its very powerful. It is called anyway.
People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered.
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you may win some false friends and some true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you.
Be honest and frank anyway.
Transparency may make you vulnerable.
Be transparent anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, others may be jealous.
Be happy anyway.
What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
People who really want help may attack you if you help them.
Help them anyway.
Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.
Give the world your best anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God.
It is never between you and them anyway.
Try to stay strong, and know that you can never care too much.> Margo
