"Jail Mukarar kar di hai" the minute i was told that my world moved beneath my feet. i had reached my end, the end. i realized that my impending doom was on me. everything dawned in front of me. nothing else seemed to matter no more when you see your world crushing down before your eyes and you are so helpless you can't even do anything.
you know how does it feel when you have to end anything or in my case everything that you loved and nurtured with you affection,care, hopes and hard work, it feel as if your setting your body on fire and then watching it turn into ashes, just slowly every piece of you coming down, your losing it all and the worst thing is - your still told to live, survive somehow.
people always tell you to live, but they never tell you how are you going to live? how are you going to survive in this wild bizarre jungle called "Life"? the question we need to ask ourselves and the others HOW???
its my life at the end of the day so why is it suppose to be influenced by others? and why people blindly follow it?
all this was rumbling inside, like a wave inside my mind but i couldn't, i just couldn't say anything at all, i was numb and silent, hearing them make decision about my life as if they owned me and before i could utter a single word he had already done it, fixed a prison for me, when i couldn't open the gate he opened it to let me inside and i said to myself "aksar jailer he jail ka darwaza khola karte hain"
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