In The End

In our world there is predictability and unpredictability. Both are predictable. People we usually hang out with are indirectly those who are unpredictable. A predictable movie, show or book is never popular. That is why the radio is so different. You never know what song is going to come next. There isn’t any matter of surprise as unpredictable means something which is no predicted by is not overtly surprising either.

So now I come to the topic of everyday life. A day goes by being bad, you say that the next day will be better. The next day is bad too but you still hope. But days pass by without getting better. You still don’t lose hope. But is that worth it? How do you know that the next day will be better? What if all your life there isn’t a day better?
When I asked these questions the most common reply was that we have to take a leap of faith and believe that there is light at the end of the tunnel. But faith on what, is what I ask. God? God is true, is unbiased, is right. But what if we don’t deserve the light and that is the reason we are suffering? We cannot stand suffering forever.

Our only respite comes in the form of acquaintances. They console us when they don’t understand our problem, cry with us though they don’t know whether we are happy or sad, laugh without knowing the joke and try to be a someone for us. But for what gain? The biggest misconception is that all our friends are true and do it because they want to. Not always. They will stay with you providing you comfort and making you believe. But when there is trouble, our undying hearts will make us take the blame. And that friend will be safe, up a tree.

And once you attain this knowledge you go on. Everything seems perfect. Now, my next line will not say that that was when disaster struck. What I say is that it stays perfect. We have the knowledge that nothing can be perfectly good without having an equal, if not more, amount of sad.

One day, you have to face a decision, whether to choose your best friend to be your ONLY best friend or whether he/she can be someone else’s somebody too. It is a choice we make soon because of the increasing influence of fake heroism in this world. We say that our best friend can be a best friend of all but when we make this decision we forget that that friend is a tree climbing friend. Well, a monkey. :)

And he is a good person for a while before he starts to ignore you and stick with the very people you introduced to him. And well, he ignores you but comes to you when you show that you are sad in public. Why? He HAS to be a perfect friend in front of everyone else.

And in the end you are the one left feeling weird but nevertheless feeling weird with someone to hold you and console you. This happens all the time.