The moment in a person's life when due to the advent of virtual technologies , messaging platforms , social networking sites and everything that ceases to exist make him wonder about his social value in this damn tough world. The value that everyone says increases by networking , socializing, the value that is inculcated in the people after they meet face to face and exchange a few words instead of sitting / standing for long hours and exchanging messages over the numerous applications , the value that wise people say also tends to increase after long telephonic conversations instead of exchanging the all so stupid smileys over the virtual world to let the other person know your so called virtual emotional self.
It is the same moment when the person starts to get jealous when all his friends are preparing plans to hang out at the coolest lounge around , planning to visit the nearest exotic hill station , chalking out stuff to meet often and all he can do is to sulk looking at all the awesome pictures that the friends share over the virtual platforms for being in a different city with different set of individuals and totally different set of responsibilities brings out the emotionally vulnerable side in the toughest individuals.
It is also the moment when the person in question is in a state of weird confusion after having been denied a hang out opportunity time and again by more than just a couple of friends who some how always have a more important task at hand , friends who are caught up in more important responsibilities , friends who more often than not are always there at the tip of a whatsapp message but some how do not manage to call up and check out the iceberg of emotions that gets stacked up with the passage of time yet are always hidden from the virtual world or in some special cases tend to remain hidden from the actual world as well mainly because of his own actions or as a matter of fact his own in actions for he just like his friends never calls them up to check on their side of life and never manages to spare some time from the monotonous life to inculcate some time to chill out with people the wise say should be kept closer to your heart and soul.
It is also a weird moment where in he puts aside all the nagging messages that keep his phone notification light running all the time and instead decides to take out all his frustration on the running track in a cool pair of recently bought shoes and to add to the woes comes across a group of all decked up similar aged youngsters ready to hop on a friend's car and go to a party but all he does is to concentrate on the task at hand and burn the track filled up of dirt with all his might and feelings that some how always manage to hide behind a veil of self induced righteousness on his face.
The track so dimly lit up at the end of dusk that the long lost shadow of his own socially reclusive self stares in his eyes and lights up a strong belief in the core of his heart that even with all the emotions running through the human heart and soul you can always look this so called dream " the human life" in its eyes , grab it by the scruff of its neck and mold it which ever way you deem fit for it was not only about failing and rising up every time , rather as they say it , life is also about standing up to the storm that can only be withered down by your own self belief and self inculcated will power.
P.S - For all those who had tried crying their pain out in the rains , do give a try to run over the same pain on a dimly lit track at the end of dusk for it not only increases your heart rate and brings out the emotional might , it also bring forth in front of your eyes a self induced belief that tends to get lost over the period of a life so monotonous that even the boring might feel bored.
It is the same moment when the person starts to get jealous when all his friends are preparing plans to hang out at the coolest lounge around , planning to visit the nearest exotic hill station , chalking out stuff to meet often and all he can do is to sulk looking at all the awesome pictures that the friends share over the virtual platforms for being in a different city with different set of individuals and totally different set of responsibilities brings out the emotionally vulnerable side in the toughest individuals.
It is also the moment when the person in question is in a state of weird confusion after having been denied a hang out opportunity time and again by more than just a couple of friends who some how always have a more important task at hand , friends who are caught up in more important responsibilities , friends who more often than not are always there at the tip of a whatsapp message but some how do not manage to call up and check out the iceberg of emotions that gets stacked up with the passage of time yet are always hidden from the virtual world or in some special cases tend to remain hidden from the actual world as well mainly because of his own actions or as a matter of fact his own in actions for he just like his friends never calls them up to check on their side of life and never manages to spare some time from the monotonous life to inculcate some time to chill out with people the wise say should be kept closer to your heart and soul.
It is also a weird moment where in he puts aside all the nagging messages that keep his phone notification light running all the time and instead decides to take out all his frustration on the running track in a cool pair of recently bought shoes and to add to the woes comes across a group of all decked up similar aged youngsters ready to hop on a friend's car and go to a party but all he does is to concentrate on the task at hand and burn the track filled up of dirt with all his might and feelings that some how always manage to hide behind a veil of self induced righteousness on his face.
The track so dimly lit up at the end of dusk that the long lost shadow of his own socially reclusive self stares in his eyes and lights up a strong belief in the core of his heart that even with all the emotions running through the human heart and soul you can always look this so called dream " the human life" in its eyes , grab it by the scruff of its neck and mold it which ever way you deem fit for it was not only about failing and rising up every time , rather as they say it , life is also about standing up to the storm that can only be withered down by your own self belief and self inculcated will power.
P.S - For all those who had tried crying their pain out in the rains , do give a try to run over the same pain on a dimly lit track at the end of dusk for it not only increases your heart rate and brings out the emotional might , it also bring forth in front of your eyes a self induced belief that tends to get lost over the period of a life so monotonous that even the boring might feel bored.
