The Conversation

It was one year… one whole year since he read any novel or penned down any ideas that were brewing in his bottomless void of a brain. One year since he touched his sketchbook or held his paintbrushes… One year he has been suppressing all his creative energy… all for a sole goal!! Was it worth that?! Is a PG seat worth losing ones identity??!!!

U dont have any perspective in life

U dont wanna achieve anything

U are happy wit yourself tho u r nothing

If u r like this only nobody wil lik u or wanna b wit u

To add to all this, there is isolation. Gone were the days when his parents scolded him – ‘Put down that PHONE…you talk too much’, or, ‘stop messaging at least while you are eating!!’ Now he hardly speaks to anyone, even when he does it is – MCQ, exams, scores. It seems there is nothing left in his life but studies.

Doesn’t it prick u when ur classmate gets thru n u don’t

Don’t you ever feel bad calling them ‘brilliant’

V r born to make good doctors

Our aim in life till we succeed shud b only makin it come true

N its not abt enjoyin life thinking that v may not b able to do so tomo

It was one of those rare days when he and many of his friends met up, watched a college flick movie. They were standing outside the theater and chatting when it struck him – he wasn’t commenting on the movie, nor was he reviewing it, but was thinking about the topics he had to cover up that night before bed.

Lifes not about watchin a movie or enjoyin it

I agree it’s a part n parcel of life, but not that

Life is a part and parcel of amusement!

All these things will be there they wont vanish

But I don’t think PGI or NIMHANS will do another exam

Sayin-‘poor fella’d been watchin a movie, so didn’t do well

So let us conduct the exam again’!!!!

Enlightment is always hard. Suddenly the dark clouds of depression had taken him over. Situation was never going to be better, the days of calm/relaxation/enjoyment were over… for good. He needed to vent out his frustration, he needed to vent before he would just burst out into an anonymous speck on this dirty world.

Come on, get agitated, get irritated and shout

‘I’m somehow gonna make it thru this time’

Take it as a challenge

Imagine once you get into a nice course, it’ll automatically drive you

After that you can go happily wherever you want

U urself wil hav the satisfaction-

‘I’ve everything in life’

At this juncture ‘these’ messages from a friend unawares of this gruesome reality revived him, resuscitated him to move further, to go on and on and on and on…..

-Logica-Incognito