The weirdest people die the most mysterious
deaths. Illogical; but true. These people are always seen happy loitering
around. They do not tend to seem affected by the world. They have a world of
their own, wherein they have characters created with imagination which are the
only beings who understand them; their own surroundings wherein they create
stories of their own. A different third space where they talk to the people
with whom they cannot have real or direct chat. They express their feelings in
the scarcest way which for some people is unacceptable. They blab out shit all
the time but are considered to be the first persons with the best advices. For
some people, their lives are the ideal one. There isn’t any sadness in their
lives except that they get sad when their favorite actor gets hurt.
They are completely different from what they
appear. Their personality is a complete reciprocal to the one at display. Those
adorable smiles and breathtaking selfies aren’t real. Even in solitary they do
all these things; that is where they lie back. They LIE to their own self. They
think they are happy which is reality isn’t the truth. They are just normal
beings who try to live abnormally. They just don’t kno0w what to do. They are
nowhere in this world and all over this universe.
And I… I am one such person.
After have said all this, I repeat my words
again- the weirdest people die the most mysterious deaths. May be mine will be
one to research on. Hundreds of years and the reason would remain unknown.
Family, friends, everyone would make up their mind with one or the other thing.
The fact wouldn’t match up with any of the machines. There isn’t any device yet
established for that purpose you see.
I’ll tell you the reason. My heart would
expand with that fake happiness and burst out at once without any trace of me
left. Every cell would mix up with the pollens from the flowers. The blood
would flow into the river and change its color at once. Only the trees would
know. They are the true mates.
P.S: No editing has been done. It’s in its
purest form; the first draft presented.
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Editing: StyZie
