The Mask


Imagine I am wearing a mask. And and nobody knows who I am or where i’ve. ome from. they just look at me and i look at them and I slap them hard for staring at me but actually they were looking at how beautiful my mask is yet they dont know its a mask. and they hate it for i had slapped them across the face with the force that would leave a mark.

imagine the next day i remove the mask and I go the the same person. He looks at me and i look at him and i hug him. He smiles back and I put a healling hand on his scar with a touch that would leave a mark on his heart.

imagine the next i go out and i meet another guy. I look and him he looks at me and he slaps me hard. I just stand there watch him fade in the crowd. and i see a face like him everywhere.

imagine the next day i go out and i approach a man and he slap me and I it left a mark.

imagine the same thing happens the next day and the next day and day after that and a week by now and i frantically wait for the healling hand to take my pain away and i go home

everyday i am being slapped and bruised and I only can see teh same face in the crowd and abscond my way home. 

imagine one day i went out i see the man i slapped. he looks at me and i look at him . in a moment of desparation i revealed my mask and broke it onto half. and he just looks at me and i at him. he bents down gathees the piece of my mask and throws it away and keeps one piece to himself. before he walks away he outs ahand of affection to my scars and vanishes in the crowd. 

that man is my conscience and the piece my lesson. i slapped my self everyday for i couldnt correct my past mistake.

imagine the next day i wear the same mask. and go out i redid my past. as there are plenty more where the broken one came from


one thing I can’t deny

i’v gotto look good if i want a Hi

lest  they would just pass by

and i ask myself why

do i go through this lie

all day long i strive i try

i scream, i shout, i mess up and cry

its not about me. myself and I

its with the society i MUST comply

so dream by dream I fade I die.






one thing I can…

I want, U want V want


I am writing this in reference to me and my behaviour. Usually people write about other people’s behaviour yet they dont know that they are the people like I am a people. Does that make sense?. . . WARNING its was a rhetorical question.


ok who said that? (another one of the rhetorical question often encountered by the students all over the world)

ANYWAY. . . .

I just wanted to direct your attention… (notice how i said I just WANTED)… to the fact that I always want something. And it is the basis of everything I do everyday. And sometimes to satisfy my want, I do other stuff before I do what I wanted.

For example.

I wake up and WANT to have breakfast because I am hungry. But before I could satisfy my want, I have to pee, brush my teeth, wash my face, maybe change clothes, comb my hair etc etc 

ans THEN I am able to have breakfast. 

However i could just skip these steps so lets do it again

I wake up feeling hungry. I went into the kitchen and eat up the breakfast (if its already been made.we’ll just assume that it is.) but in doing so I might have put my health in danger. How? Holding on to your pee can be fatal.

Which brings me to another example

Suppose my son(imaginary) WANTS Wii so bad that i could not help but to do something about it. So guess what? There is a small competition held in town saying that who ever holds their pee for the longest amount of time wins a Wii. OMG its my lucky day and just to satisfy my unsatisfaction I participated and actually won. My son got what he WANTed and i get it away for free, But wait this is no the end, The interesting part is where I die. . . . .Yes I am serious. and its not even a supposed event. Its actually a true story. check out the link

uneasy silence indeed.

So ladies and gentlemen, I started with my own behaviour of morning breakfast and ended up on people’s behaviour of   stupidity. Because somebody said “if you haven’t lived smart at least die smart’


I just made it up myself because at the end of the day its my blog, my thoughts and my rule and you are just to imagine:)



Sometimes you feel like there is no humanity left in you and the next thing you know you are out of sanity too and oh shit you are out of ethics and animosity is the only thing left with you.And you do something STUPID. What would you do?




Just go die. OR run run run run run jump duck roll walk run run HALT. move back a couple of steps. Start walking. . then slowly pick the pace and when you are near a ledge JUMP. 

Feel the air rushing past you. See the ledge getting further away. Feel the earth coming closer. 

Close your eyes. Feel the pain of regret. Desire of a second chance. Urge of expressing your emotions to the special one. Desperation of a warm motherly embrace. To reverse the last step on the ledge and IMPACT. 




No, its was just imagination. you running away from the consequences of you actions. you didnt do anything, you just imagined remember. Now run along 

Joining Dots



Like you I am a dot. Join me and you’ll get the picture. 

Get it?





Me too.

Anyone feeling crazy will understand that I am completely normal.Ok thats enough. I created this blog to let people know who i really am not. I see the 23rd Dimension and i have deliberately spelled it wrong. Not here…. in the blog’s name. See the 23rd dimension now? 




Me too.

I am not here to make you laugh. (Did you laugh? No? Me too) infact I am not here its a reflection of me which can’t exist in reality but in words because that way i would induce my imagination into your mind and let you imagine it in your own way. Be creative with it. This is my first post. 

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