Why is it that emotions are considered to be something sacred…why is it that some people find it difficult to emote their deep-heart feelings…..why do some people not perceive or understand this difficulty of some…..why are some people termed immature emotionally for their age....what does maturity got to do with age….

emotions ….the very word brings different kinds of emotions to my heart….i don’t know what people think about it but according to me it is something which is very near to your heart….it is the most basic feeling which connects you with others and makes your ephemeral existence in this world worth-while….its origin is unknown but its existence has been from time immemorial.…it is felt deep inside and need not be prudently paraded to the outside world...

Despite my understanding in the heart, it remains unfathomable to my mind….when it is something so basic to your life then why do some people try to tamper with this notion…why do people want you to portray a different picture…why do people expect you to pretend like.. you like somebody whom you hate….why don’t people not understand the complexity of portraying fake emotions….to some it might seem like a child’s play to bring out phony emotions to get your work done….but to some this very thing is impossible because it is against their consciousness(which they deem to be their divine god)…and it is by this conscious they work day and night…yet when you go by it people think you are insane and abnormal…..you are branded as i-think-iam-always-right kinda person possessing an inflated and extra-large head which would defy gravity even when falling down from the sky.

Why is it that some people affect you more than anything else and yet they fail to understand this…why is it that you would love to say that you don’t give a damn about somebody or something yet fail miserably when you try to impart it to your life…..why is it that at times you feel like whale shit in the subterranean ocean and yet can do nothing about it…and even taking anti-depressants would not assist you to feel better here…

I have always been the lone fighter and will always be one too…..the whole world can join hands and conspire against me yet I will not give up ….even if people think I have got a puffed up and repugnant worthless mass in my head instead of brains I will not reform (in their words)….and I will stop trying to understand emotions using my brain…..how will I since I got no brains….right??

Ps: question marks have been avoided to avoid gross irritation of readers keeping in mind their annoying repetition might shoo off my non-existent visitors
Yet another screwed up week at coll n loadsa fun in d cochin trip...Wanted to write elaborately abt all these but decided to chuck my story for a while....like somebody gives a damn to my sordid tales.....so change of topic

The title might seem to be absurd and even derisive to quite a degree to quite a few people......those who agree with me would do so on the grounds of worshipping the actors as demi-gods but that is not so.... and those who are able to comprehend my point here and yet disagree are bound to change their opinion at the end of this post....nope this is no affected display of prudence yet again from my side on the contrary a humble question posed to every one to ponder....

Actors ....ahhhhh.....the charming and handsome hunks whom every girl adores ….and the sexy ladies who enchant every guy with their appealing looks and a wink of their eye ....ever wondered what makes them tick?....the answer to that question would be ...their perfect display of expressions in synchronous with their picture-perfect features ....but hasn’t this very thing made them inhuman....actors act and this indispensable quality in them makes it inevitable for them to lead a normal life like others. A true actor has to bring out the deepest of emotions etched in the bottom most cell of his body to the surface with exaggerated extravagance and graceful opulence. They need to perform intimate and intricate scenes which in itself are a tussle with the two conflicting emotions ……consciousness and morality on one side and your love for the profession (let’s not get to the money part of it here) on the other shore.... and above all that the sensuous scenes between any two actors would encompass and entwine their souls for at least a short period in which they work together....and if it doesn’t then the actors must be devoid of human compassions ....so what does this make them??
Some might argue that once a person enters the arena of action and dramatics they are bound to lose their initial stigma and learn to manipulate their feelings accordingly but doesn’t this make them all the more pathos-eviscerated creatures….
As the actors perfect their flair in flawless-acting, they slowly lose their sensitivity and sensibility or are it that they gain more maturity and experience in worldly things?? A question which has been an illusion eluding and teasing my senses from a long time....
Sham it,
At charisma lane,
Confused corner,
Suckin world- 666666

The best friend,
Golden-friendship alley,
Pleasant world -777777

Subject: termination of patience

My dearest,
How are u doing? Hope you are in the rosiest of your health mentally. I have lost mine and at the end of this I hope that you don’t lose yours.
How was your tour to Bangalore? I am sure it would have been fantastic from the tales you have been feeding my blood-trickling ears (bound to be what with it being the only “village city” in India). When I come back from a tour you do not have the patience to listen to my morbid tales and instead you feed me with your sordid affairs that happened during the week.....i mean who will listen to a rustic’s story of a rural area like cochi.....you are absolutely right to do so and I admire your endurance limit for tolerating a tarnished and mortal ass like me.
I am tremendously sorry for infringing and invading your privacy without prior information and I’ll try my best not to add fuel to any fire even if I am conflagrating and rotting in the inferno. But what will I do if I am the smoldering flame out to set ablaze the malevolent and obnoxious devils of the world. But the devil is far better, the devil atleast has the patience to listen to my run-of-the-mill stories without an I-don-give-a-fuckin-damn-about-your-friggin-tales kinda expression. I apologize for trying to express my opinion in any of your personal matter....after all I am just a sleazy rag-doll who has a gigantic ear and a gargantuan heart to listen to your enticing tales without any judgement from my side.
But I must confess the thing that made me really happy beyond bounds was your statement “I have no best friend in life”. You are right.... nobody in the world could be anybody’s best friend. All this friendship and crap is a sham and whoever claims that he has a best friend who will be by his side for eternity is a fool. Trillions of thanks for enlightening me and reviving me from the bamboozlement (in which I was hoodwinked few years ago).

Your best friend
for perpetuity

Ps: this is strictly for the eyes of my BEST friend
Pps: this is especially dedicated to the “world friendship day” which we couldn’t celebrate togethe....
Ppps: anybody passing this post by accident (has to be acciden...coz no one in their sane minds will do so by their pure fondness) don’t take this to be a inscrutable deadpan (even if my friend is one) of a post (even if I keep posting post-post-post scripts)....atleast its not as muddled and chaotic like some who write a letter to themselves and post it as a post.