UNCERTAINTY PRINCIPLE

The light is out and the day is over. As I reflect into the day I wish that a few decisions made could be changed. Given an option to change them I wouldn’t. The decisions I made has made me the person I am. And I respect who I am.
It is the human who writes his own destiny; the turbulence, the tranquility, the softness and the harshness. As the silvery hue of this mesmerizing night hits my face, I feel cold. It’s cloudy, just like my life. Having gone through 21 years, I thought I had seen it all. Yet everyday I learn. I learn something new.
Everyone is an escapist. No one is strong enough to stand through. As you sway to the tunes of Floyd, smoking your weed. Or you head bang to the drumbeats of Dream Theater. Or you might just get lost in the lyrics of Ronan Keating. You on a whole are running away from your thought. You are an escapist. Music is your medium. And, the end of day, your destination. You are not the first in history to run away from the facts of life and probably not the last one. The sting in the tail is that you are not the only one. Your roommate probably 2 yards away from you is also in the same trance of life. Only the method may be different.
As I walk on I notice that the tree has changed. It’s not as green as it was a year ago. It doesn’t have the beautiful flowers on it. May be it’s not the season. It’s the same with people. No one remains the same. People change with the color of the season. Think of it the hard way, may be you have changed too. And it’s not your fault.
The rain has started to fall, the drops falling on my face, hard. I run, this time, to find a shelter. I run, this time, away from the rain. I run, this time, to avoid some memories that are embarked in my mind which occurred in the rain. I run, this time, away from life, as usual.
It than occurs to me. What is the thing that I am scared of, that I decide to run? The answer is simple. We are unsure of what is going to happen next. It’s the uncertainty principle. The vast majority out there know that they are strong enough to face all adversities, but they have their picture perfect setting in their mind, that a disturbance in any form creates a sense of panic.
Speaking from the tongue of a confident un-achiever who would rather be a castrated childish complainer, the issues of life are simple. The society is our first introduction to ethics and they are the one to condemn us when we don’t do thing according to their picture perfect lifestyle. We are scared of what a few other non-achievers would say. We are afraid to live life all on our own.
I appreciate the fact that I have been a source of entertainment to a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they're gone. I'm too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child. Here I am, giving you what is not my story, but what was and what is your story.