Only thing we learn from history is probably an idea to make a movie or write a book…!!!!

So, I come home from a very very busy day. I’m tired and I fall in front of television. There is some interview or news about some interview. The interviewer is from let’s say XYZ country and he is asking some ex military or maybe ex defense expert something that sounded more or less like this “If we ever do come to a war like situation with that country are we in state of using our nuclear power?” The interviewee sounds like a gentleman as he says “yes we can. But I hope we never have to because it would only mean destruction.”…I am already hating the question about some country having the power to destroy some other country but I love the answer. Before I could listen more to what the ex retired guy had to say power went off. So, I am sitting there wondering what and where we have come to.

Didn’t we learn anything from all those world war stories and miseries that shouted the atrocities caused by atom bombs, angry nations, self obsessed leaders and wrongly guided citizens?

I am ashamed of human race for what we have become. We are ever ready to hate each other because we belong to enemy lands or have different skin color or sexuality or not have same religion or same caste within the religion.

As I listened to that question all I could think of was why are enemy nations still carrying the grudge of ancient wars? Nuclear weapon is the thing we made to hate each other little more than we already do.

We are just bunch of stupid kids who forgot to grow up, we are only growing old.

In a world where we all are busy hating each other, music is the only thing that makes sense. Leaving you with a beautiful song that I was introduced to by fellow blogger ofsenseandsensibility

my friend said you are too obsessed with fiction, i (silently) replied it gives me hope…!!!!

Have you ever had a moment, when you absolutely know what you want but are 100% sure nothing and no one can make it happen? I live with this moment every second of everyday, which is why I prefer to hide behind layers of lies and pretenses.

Well I managed to survive Monday without a hitch but now as I sit alone in my couch, looking at the time and thinking few hours of rest before I wake up and wear a smile again, I can’t help but wonder how these few 8-9 hours of my night-time are the only hours I’m true, honest and myself.

“I’m the ghost of the girl that I want to be the most” are just lyrics but sometimes it’s like my reality. I wish magical land, fairytales were true, and wish there was a potion to make everything perfect and okay. But, the only time I see okay is when I’m dreaming a happy dream which happens rarely. Even my dreams are mean to me most of the time. I don’t know why I’m so blue right now, probably it’s because truth sometimes like to sit next to me and not leave till am annoyed to the core, broken to the bone and torn apart like dried leaf blown away by wind. And it was one of those days when I was living under the cloud of reality, when even fiction and music couldn’t make me feel safe. A part of me wants to write and work on my stories, so i cant just get lost in a different world, but its too late and i have Gotham in morning.

Good thing, Revenge is back, PLL is here too and hopefully other shows will return too by this week.

Truth never sets you free; it just throws you somewhere you can’t get out of…!!!!