He will listen to me someday…


He was an average guy with a very different perception of life, fresh out of college with a burning desire to succeed. He did not care bout what the society thought for he had his own principles based on morality of his conscience, which was clean for he knew what is right and wrong. I known him for past 26 years.

He swam against the tide, he lived his life adjusting with people in the beginning giving a reason that his grandma didnt wanted him being hated by others. So he listened to her and became what “society” wanted him to be, but deep down inside he always wanted to say it was wrong but that old soul was the only control mechanism he had in his life which family knew.

He thought that the world is a good place and that honour, honesty, valor meant something. But soon he was proved wrong when he saw the real world slowly. It made him frustrated for he did not like hiding the truth just for the reason that society will put him down. The concept of god made him angry for he believed how can a god who was supposed to be the care taker of justice and honesty is keeping a shut up, which ultimately led him to thinking which resulted in him firmly believing that god was an imaginary being which almost every human created to support them, to blame when they fail. Along the way there came a person in his life who saw the darkness, the anger in him and said she would show him that world is not that bad as he thought. She thought him that its okay to be different and she will always support him and help him live his life rather than survive. She fueled him in his desire to succeed for stood by him and helped him control his anger. Slowly yet steadily he changed from a hard-headed person to soft person which his grandma had him. So the gal and guy were in love they fought and patched up. Then something bad happened and the gal flew away aboard. She promised him she wouldn’t leave him, his emotions started playing with him and he was unable to concentrate at work or personal life cause he was missing her. He knew he fell into something which will destroy him for he liked being alone but that one gal changed him and finally Murphy’s law kicked in she left him for someone else. HE quit his job at the height of his growth curve and ran behind her to make her understand that it’s not right to cheat . He got insulted and ditched in an unknown country on the first day of arrival by her itself. Still he kept his hopes on her tried to make her understand but the power of money had blinded her from his love.

Even now he travels back memory lane remembering her daily and shed a tear or two for he still cares for her and loves her deeply despite the fact that she broke his confidence or in one word she broke him completely.


But we do agree at times on a point that he should not talk bout her in his blogs or anywhere for its his pain and the worlds. But then he slips away cause he can’t forget her and just talks bout her


I tried telling him to forget her to forget everything, and think it as that she used him, but he never listens… But that’s what a heart is meant for right..? but being the brain i try to ,am sure one day he will listen to me; someday….

Image source – Google and personal collection.

Cheers to life



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Seeing life from different perspective like "everyone else". A bit of a realistic person and bit of "hope" there are fairy tale ending too type. Love travelling, reading drinking scotch and write whatever comes to mind for i have no certain type of genre since I write for my joy for my relaxation and peace of mind. I like to be what i am rather than be what others want me to be at times can be a stubborn ass and sometimes soft totally depending on the way i get treated. Love being alone even though its not my choice. Love listening to music and sip scotch as i dose off to dream land .... Rest you can find in my post so why don you just check them out... on instagram @the_hkesh on face book @ https://www.facebook.com/hemakesh

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