Wednesday, December 19, 2007


There is a this very new feeling about being 24 that 23 wasn't. A world layered with chaos seems to be more uniform.. uniformly full of chaos that is. Ideals are fading as my concerns now circle closer to me. It all makes sense with my span of vision cut short.

The sense, is this: While Noah had his storm and Anne Frank had a Nation, I have a barrier of the colossal human ineptitude. It's a fair enough arena I guess. You know you don't belong here, but there is little left to explain. Accept the bloody dual offered and jump in. Resistance is futile.

On the other hand I could still be the victim of a superiority complex. I don't make sense to you, do I? I'm 24. Just wait till you see me 25.


Vandana said...

Ignoring the total lack of a thread of the Reason, the "piece de resistance" is still full of articles randomly inserted in the text elsewhere all over the place.

(In keeping with your post)

What's your next post gonna be - "Beef-any's" ?

Lalbadshah said...

@vandana: you're clearly jealous.

Vandana said...

Of turning 24? God forbid :D