The more you grow and understand, the more you realise that nothing matters as you thought it would. The good physique and toned muscles don't make feel all that confident. The classy dresses and the fine fabrics don't give the comfort you seek for. The beautiful face and the charming personality don't get people to value you. The expensive experiences and extravagances don't add meaning to life nor does it bestow satisfaction that you hoped it would. Being center of attraction and a fan following doesn't bring close people that you find solace with. A big black car and matte black heavy motorcycle are nothing but a toy for the older boys. All toys that people get used to after playing with. The lavish house is nothing but just to provide you comfort enough that you look forward to coming back to it. People? The family that you will grow old to realise that they can't understand you. Friends; everyone will come to you to make you hear them. The people are but se...
Picked fragments from my mind: my restless quest to make sense of the world within and around.