Saturday, April 24, 2010

Twist of Fate

A fool, once asked me....How is the road named Life ? Probably, he asked a wrong question to a wrong kind of person. Unfortunately, he never expected the harsh answer from a rough person like me. Yes, because I have survived on the extreme end of the Hell as well. Jeopardizing all the evils, under-estimating all the goods, appreciating the bads, encouraging the devils, etc, etc...In simple words, "Arrive, Raise Hell, Leave"....No Fear, Only Drink Beer...

Another fool I came across, was a paranoid. Advised him, a million and one fucking times, not to play with coconuts. Yet he still continued, and if I have not mistaken, he is planning to make it a profession. We all know, it's only the rhesus monkeys who like fiddling with coconuts, but, honestly, I will never mention you the same when I can go on your mother in my mother tongue. If you are reading this article, then it's a humble request, please don't be ashamed of it. I know it's sad....but it's true even.

Asylum is not the place where you will find fools. It's just a place where people are different. You need a brain to understand it. A special brain. You need an eye to observe them. An eagle eye. You need a heart to feel it. I tried it once, then realized, that I am a heartless fiend. No place for me over there, no time to invest. A gun in the hand always helps you. From bailing out to sealing an agreement.

Finally, after crossing all these hurdles, what I realized, out of my perception and learn, perhaps was that even I am one of those. Even, I am a Fool with a Capital F. But at least, relieved, that my foolishness made some good people to laugh around. Hope, they are satisfied that finally, after all these years, I realized the bare fact. I am a fool. Screwing someone out of my personnel vendetta is foolishness. Driving out at a speed of 110km/hr at a place of no turning back is foolishness. Struggling for a lady love who probably fell for a paranoid is foolishness. Convincing a Taurean despite of knowing the Taurean traits is foolishness. Engineering the brain to swallow all the tears is practically termed as foolishness. Fighting for something which never exists or may not exist is foolishness. Getting a terrific asthma attack, yet bearing it to see my best friend propose his dream girl, and later on pull his legs like a madman was foolishness and joyful. But, the greatest lesson of all times is to know that even fools are right sometimes. Now that is Twist of Fate.