Start…And there we go observing analysing breathing every moment in I felt wiser today because we saw it all happen didn’t we all those levels all that depth the shallowness we saw it all and then we went blind not the darkness but all that white light it was like a light so bright it stopped your cornea from registering anything else four souls tied together at the root but all shooting randomly in different directions it was then that we realized the commonality the predictability the essence of stupidity from where it all stems what did we do then we sat back and we enjoyed the view we gazed at the distant horizon we admired the redundancy that was this moment we gave it its due we never categorized it or classified it but we called it a feeling a relative measure of judging things when our minds stop working we lift ourselves up only to experience the thrill of the free fall and what then you ask well then we just do it over and over again till that too becomes a part a part of our calculative lives our timed moments our future that we thought so hard about yet it never quite turned out as we wanted it to how we never stood on the terrace of that huge skyscraper in the black suit our hair flying our body numbed how we never stood there and thought of jumping after achieving the unachievable conquering the unconquerable we never had our movie moment our perfect background score the perfect words to describe the imperfection in all that perfection it all seems so fake now and then we get back and we try harder to see through all the layers deep down into the root but it isn’t there it has gone with that dream that nightmarish dream the aspiration the motivation to do good to see it all go bad to achievement to realize the futility of it the event to mark the end of all events it all goes down the drain and then we see it crushed cramped conquered only to try to try to rebuild that what was lost that that didn’t seem to be but was there all along we feign ignorance to make us stop the thought from going to places where they shouldn’t go they should stay with us those thoughts we remind ourselves but the physical manifestation defies our thought of controlling those other thoughts and then we see it because they’re out there they’ve separated themselves from us they are a whole new entity and they defy us and they mock us and we are standing alone I am standing alone I gave rise to this being that stands defiant and here I am trying to prove it wrong to prove myself wrong it annoys me like all those things that annoy me but in essence have been born of me if only I could stop if only I could stop…stop.
– Aakarsh Kishore