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Written by Tayyaba Aziz & Saqib Hussain   After 30 minutes of struggling to focus on work, Moosa finally gave up. He stumbled in hi...

Monday 6 April 2015

Escape: Truth About You & Me

Made your life’s most important decision and finally found your love. Married them and started to live like royalty. This is what you always dreamed of. Roaming new places, made new friends, and buy expensive goodies for fun. New dresses, news shoes, new perfumes, and gadgets add to the overloaded junk you own. The blame is not on you though. Surrounded by the posh circle of friends, would keep anyone’s nose in the air. 

However you do see the flip side of that royal coin. Hate to be alone for the conscience is ridiculously mean to you. So you watch other people fight and cry on TV in the name of entertainment. And unconsciously start to mimic the negative conclusions grasped from the shows. Everyday let it weave more insecurity in your faith.
Then Complain about everything and everyone for you failed to understand satisfaction. Actually satisfaction appears as only a fad for it fades out fast. Truth is: the new wardrobe has become a stale distraction. Fight with the spouse who took off from work to spend a day with you. Just to find an escape. 

It kills to the extent that you don’t mind talking to the people who are supposed worthless and inferior. For you see them having that one thing you lack. The more you talk the more it frustrates you, as the clue isn't there. Now you lower the guard and open up a bit more. Finally the denial escapes when you accept, “I am depressed”. The naive, no-value ‘happy people’ understands you. Thus they try to motivate, tell you about their own failures and progress in life. Stories of the bright side and the bright nights! Long talk about dreams being timeless and possibilities limitless. You do feel the moment of change.

 Sadly you lack the special ingredient required to listen to someone: respect. The only change is now you find them dumb idiots who are happy for no reason. Next day you go to spend more money, to buy a little more of fleeting happiness again… 

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