anaesthesia..

i cried when i was born...i have cried many more times since then!life has shown me many faces...life has been kind to me in so many ways!but has put on that ugly mask...oh..so many times!but at the end,that 'ugly' part is just what i called it..a 'mask'!!coz,right down at the root...life is kind,very kind...i used to dream of what people will think and do when i die!!i even tried my hand at taking my life...it never works that way!coz when u dont want to live anymore...u send a signal to some super-power out there...a signal which tells HIM that its time to make u realise how futile your attempts are!you might wish to wash your hands off...but you just cant do it that way...u HAVE to live.you are nothing but a coward if u call it 'the end'...yes,i have seen tough times...my brain hasnt always been straight...i have made mistakes and suffered for it..so what?does it make a difference?it doesnt stop me from making mistakes again n again...but life keeps me afloat..a li'l bubble in the sea of uncertainty.these thoughts are good..they keep me going..
"strange are the ways of sadness and dejection...
it makes u go through the worst of rejection...
& yet it teaches you the biggest lessons..
in accepting your own SELF..
by drowning in life's very essence!"
SO LONG...li'l lost soul!