Drifter’s
rise from the void, day 1:
Arjun's late to work today. Monday blues, I bet. (Or perhaps it must be his nephew's restlessness last night that caused the family to stay awake until 3am in the midnight). However, just like he is good at fighting me off he is good at fighting the Monday blues too. So, I am positive that he will find a way out. He has got loads of work on his presentations to submit by end of day, today. But look at him… This moron is staring at his desktop monitor, rambling on the keys of his keyboard, yawning once every few minutes, looking over his shoulder regularly to cover up that MS Word document window which is moved to the very bottom of the screen, barely visible to others. Wondering what he is covering? And why he is acting like that 10 year old kid who is about to con the shop keeper by lifting off that one extra free "Boomer tattoos" after buying one of those chewing gums?! Well, he is writing (or rather trying hard to write) this article without getting noticed by anyone. He has always kept this blog a secret, I wonder why. But deep down I think this fool wants this blog to be read by everyone. Else, why would someone write on the internet when they don’t want it to be read? Why don’t you use a personal diary, you hypocrite!!
Think I am being rude to him? He deserves it every bit. He's just got that baby face, you know, deep down he is an ass like most of them there are. He's always tried to suppress me. He does not let me be who I am. And the worst part is the boasting he does after I am defeated. He teases me. Keeps constantly saying how strong his will is and how easy it was for him to control me. Well, looks like the tables have turned this time. I am growing strong and feeding on his weaknesses like never before. The jerk had it coming! He should have known that you can't simply kill a part of yourself. You cannot fight yourself and think that you won (Who's lost then, you idiot!!). There will always be a certain day when you will run out of strength and then… from within that void, it will rise. And rise it will, like that bright glowing sun on an early summer morning. Slowly, without you even noticing that it is happening and before you realize it, burning you down! Learning it the hard way, he is.
You know, just the other day, he has agreed to go on that road trip as planned. I made him. :) And I want him to do more than just that when we are there. I want him to keep having fun on the road like there is no tomorrow, meet people and tell tales about his experiences through his writings. I want him to stop worrying about things, about being judged, about all the non-sense around. I will try and ensure that he writes every day during the trip. Dimwit's pretty tough to fight, though. He thinks he should be doing something else entirely. Thinks he should be working hard, making more money, fly abroad, etcetera, etcetera, rather than riding, travelling and writing. He thinks he knows what he wants and what's really disturbing is he thinks he enjoys what he is doing. There was a time when we both agreed on many things. I don’t know when he became this person… When he became so… so similar, like the rest of the others around him, whom we'd pity together.
Well, this is just Day 1 and I am happy that he is writing regularly now compared to what he did in the last few months. I will have to make him start working on the plan for our road trip. Moron might in all probability say "let's plan to be unplanned". I am just waiting to hit him on his windpipe if he utters that line ever again.
That's it for day 1, reader.
See you on the other side,
The Drifter within K
PS – About that boomer tattoos theft – Oh come on, every one of us did that. We admitted to it. You are not. Don't call us a thief.
Arjun's late to work today. Monday blues, I bet. (Or perhaps it must be his nephew's restlessness last night that caused the family to stay awake until 3am in the midnight). However, just like he is good at fighting me off he is good at fighting the Monday blues too. So, I am positive that he will find a way out. He has got loads of work on his presentations to submit by end of day, today. But look at him… This moron is staring at his desktop monitor, rambling on the keys of his keyboard, yawning once every few minutes, looking over his shoulder regularly to cover up that MS Word document window which is moved to the very bottom of the screen, barely visible to others. Wondering what he is covering? And why he is acting like that 10 year old kid who is about to con the shop keeper by lifting off that one extra free "Boomer tattoos" after buying one of those chewing gums?! Well, he is writing (or rather trying hard to write) this article without getting noticed by anyone. He has always kept this blog a secret, I wonder why. But deep down I think this fool wants this blog to be read by everyone. Else, why would someone write on the internet when they don’t want it to be read? Why don’t you use a personal diary, you hypocrite!!
Think I am being rude to him? He deserves it every bit. He's just got that baby face, you know, deep down he is an ass like most of them there are. He's always tried to suppress me. He does not let me be who I am. And the worst part is the boasting he does after I am defeated. He teases me. Keeps constantly saying how strong his will is and how easy it was for him to control me. Well, looks like the tables have turned this time. I am growing strong and feeding on his weaknesses like never before. The jerk had it coming! He should have known that you can't simply kill a part of yourself. You cannot fight yourself and think that you won (Who's lost then, you idiot!!). There will always be a certain day when you will run out of strength and then… from within that void, it will rise. And rise it will, like that bright glowing sun on an early summer morning. Slowly, without you even noticing that it is happening and before you realize it, burning you down! Learning it the hard way, he is.
You know, just the other day, he has agreed to go on that road trip as planned. I made him. :) And I want him to do more than just that when we are there. I want him to keep having fun on the road like there is no tomorrow, meet people and tell tales about his experiences through his writings. I want him to stop worrying about things, about being judged, about all the non-sense around. I will try and ensure that he writes every day during the trip. Dimwit's pretty tough to fight, though. He thinks he should be doing something else entirely. Thinks he should be working hard, making more money, fly abroad, etcetera, etcetera, rather than riding, travelling and writing. He thinks he knows what he wants and what's really disturbing is he thinks he enjoys what he is doing. There was a time when we both agreed on many things. I don’t know when he became this person… When he became so… so similar, like the rest of the others around him, whom we'd pity together.
Well, this is just Day 1 and I am happy that he is writing regularly now compared to what he did in the last few months. I will have to make him start working on the plan for our road trip. Moron might in all probability say "let's plan to be unplanned". I am just waiting to hit him on his windpipe if he utters that line ever again.
That's it for day 1, reader.
See you on the other side,
The Drifter within K
PS – About that boomer tattoos theft – Oh come on, every one of us did that. We admitted to it. You are not. Don't call us a thief.
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