Two humans

I always enjoyed watching people, learning their behaviour might adopt few attractive vocabularies. And i always found something unrealistic about those people who don’t brust out of emotion but they stand tall and calm even at their worst situation.

Even sometimes I watch skies and think about them like crazy , like i don’t have a business of own to worry . As teen who is on the rollercoaster of emotional out brust . Its now a part of my routine to cry everyday for any kind of reason. Let me mention an example yesterday a stray dog died at our backyard, it got me into tears. According to my family I need to grow up , And yes I need to – .And what I have discovered from my sky gazing during evenings . There are two types of tall calm people.

Type -1 : People who turn their sorrows into weapon. They won’t tell you a single thing but will rip your soul . They are like the fallen angel who turned into a rival of the good . But the question arises “What good they got?”. What if they tried alot for being a good man but time kept picking up with their patience and they are rival of good now . I sometimes think this is the best way to protect our own peace. All we need to do is hate as we haven’t yet tasted the wine of love . And my generation accept this like pope’s word .

Type-2 : These are the people that I watch on screen. They provide the taste of wine to everyone even though they suffered for a drop . These are my favourite kind of people for a reason. No matter what they won’t give up . They suffer alot – suffer to death , continuosly appearing life’s test . I guess they have a special box above 3-step skin care routine and that box says “problems”. Everyday they wake up to spread love , laughter and warmth , but what about them who’s providing them all these ? Even human no longer expect all these . They are so done . They burn themselves to turn into ashes . Rather than being a sharp glass piece that will rip our feat. At a point they are pitiful in my eyes . They deserve so much more . I will always question myself do people like this really exist in real life ? Or it’s just on the screen. But I a prone delusional human who thinks ofcourse they exist , like from where that director adopted character like that? And imagination is the reflection on reality.