Dear Reader: Detach Me From Reality

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Oh please please take me far away from here. Take me somewhere where I'm surrounded by lush green trees while clenching the rough edgy stones with my fists. I want to run. I need to run. I need an escape. I deserve an escape. Oh dear earthquake, shatter this ground and take me away from this daily solitary routine. How can life be defined by staying inside a big box with doors and windows? How will these four corners make me feel alive and kicking? Work is of the essence but somehow we just have that occasional thug inside us to let loose and return to our primary roots.

Life should be lived out on the open field, under the vast blue sky, embracing sunshine’s warmth, shivering under rain showers, leaping from a rock to another, rolling over the green green grass, swimming in seas and oceans. There are beasts within each and every one of us. We can run like gazelles all throughout the horizon, be a beast and fight like jungle lions, pound the ground like big grumpy elephants. Some of us may even be dolphins living life carefree, or be silly like a bunch of monkeys having the time of their lives. But one thing is for certain, if only we have wings, then without a doubt we will be like eagles soaring the brazen skies.

Life has so much to offer than the confines of an office, answering calls and providing solutions, absorbing other people’s anger and frustrations. Stress is a huge boulder I cast upon my shoulders. A breakdown is not too far from where I am right now. Bearing it alone is not possible. A friend may come but soon they’ll pass. And in my quaint bedroom moments I cry, somehow it eases the pain. In tough cases screaming helps, find a rooftop and scream all you want. But rest assured most of the time ice cream never fails.

The Price Of Time

When the doctor informs you that you have a terminal illness and that your days are numbered, before asking how much an  operation or treatment may cost, the first question that pops in our mind is “How much time do I have?”.

To economists and business people “Time is money”. Life in general doesn’t seem that way. Finding money nowadays could be difficult but there are ways to earn it. Here are the facts: There are jobs all over the world. Businesses are sprouting in every corner. There are foundations and charities pledged to help people in need. Money can be obtained in various ways but the possibilities of extending time cannot be done. Oil is essential to our survival. Machines run on oil and in an industrial and technological day of age, I doubt that its in-existence wouldn’t go unnoticed. Prices of items in the market and transportation depends majorly on the price of oil. But as important as it is, we may still run out of it. The same goes to money. You may run out of all the daily necessities in life but you still have time, but if you run out of time you have nothing left.

Time is ticking. As each day passes by, time keeps on running. As much as we want our very own backspace to rehash the past, pause button to take a break, Ctrl-z to undo something, and reset to start afresh and anew, it is not possible. We cannot store it in a bottle to save for later, and slow it up during happy moments. We cannot buy a gallon of it in a grocery store or sell it to someone else who is in need. When we spend time, it is forever lost and unrecoverable and all that’s left to say is “What’s done is done”.

Mixtape: Chill Out!

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In these lazy cold nights, you find yourself gazing at the vast concrete jungle. Gone are the trees and grass, they're now your local billboards and pave ways. But the beauty of the city is still a sight to wonder at for your thoughts that wander. The streetlights and lamp posts when viewed at a certain angle makes it look like an airport railway. Traffic when seen from above reminds you of the upcoming Christmas season and how it gives you the feeling of excitement inside. You want a break from all the stress being thrown out at you and you just want to chill-out. Be laid back. Don't be apathetic. Just care less now. Be CHILL personified. 

Dear Reader: Apathy, Your Only Friend

Dear Reader,

There comes a time when you stop caring about anything or everything really. So what if that's their perception of you. You just got tired of making people understand you. You just live the way you want it to be. Who cares if you're awake when they just tucked in to bed and sleep when everybody's about to wake up. The hell if you just spend your time looking at countless websites, rereading books you've already read, eating only when you're hungry, and whatever shit comes to mind. They remind you of things that you should be doing instead of bumming out but you just let it pass through the other ear. They keep on blabbering and your mind hums a tune you recently heard...and it keeps going on and on - the chattering noise and the humming. They are the constant reminder of reality. This time apathy is your ally, you are apathy personified. You don't know how long this would last, you only feel like it this moment, you're not a mean anti-social, its just a phase, give it a month then it'll pass. 

Mixtape: Work Hard, Play Hard

With all the deadlines, bills, and drama on your shoulders right now, there's no way you'll enjoy this coming weekend. Work is tougher than ever but you have to work to pay off all the bills. You want to party so hard but the deadlines are holding you back. When you get home there's always this never ending drama bothering you. 

You just want to relax. Let go off the bulk on your shoulders. You want to break free and fly. A little drink with friends wouldn't hurt, maybe they need this too. Plan out a weekend escapade within or outside the metro. Have fun, drink, be merry. Take a pause from all your worries. Keep calm and party on! Show 'em those grooves you got. You've been working so hard and you deserve a proper compensation. A perfect treat to a day's hardwork.