A Day Unglorified

Have you ever had the feeling that all you do turns out wrong? The feeling when you are being crushed from the inside and still have to smile for those around you, so that they dont presume their outcome just like yours? The one when you feel like the whole point of your existence becomes oblique? When you are standing in a mall full of happy people and you feel that you are the only one who wants to say out loud- "Kill me, kill me now."? I hate feeling all those things and so do most of the humans. Usually this phase is followed by the inevitable and pitiful statements like- "Dont worry dude, shit happens." or "Koi nahi yaar, tension na le.".
There comes a point in every man's life when he stops trying to feel anything because its just too plain painful. His heart cries and the mind tries to console it by conjuring up some non-existent visions of hope. When you start thinking about the whole path your life has followed up until now and you realize that its not what you started out for. When the dreams of glorious future seem a distinct impossibility and the the light at the end of the tunnel turns out to be that of a fast train rushing towards you, what do you do?
You just let it be.