Stupid and Smart - Where we meet saunf stealers, romantic superheroes and common people..who lead simple lives

I robbed all the saunf in a tissue paper from Discovery the other day giving it to auto driver because at some point I realised it was too much for me...I also realised i am eminently sane person with bouts of madness, but when it comes to standing up for me..I can do it (which makes me so proud of me) and really serious discussions make me laugh inside..secretly, like i want to detach myself from my body and just point a finger and laugh, laugh till my insides burst..becase honestly I don't find anything worth soooo much discussion...I would rather have music in my head and sand under my feet and the ocean and dance to the waves....there are times when I just want to escape to do that...Living is important...Living and enjoying even more so...

I write..Sometimes it's the only worthwhile thing to do..it seems like the only thing that I can do and would want to do...But what to write? Because censors exist everywhere, you can't write what you feel really really really deep down, because people think it's morbid, too cynical, too weak, too emotional and end up going "sheesh" so weak...But at times, when no one listens and even if they do, they're too busy trying to tell you what's right and wrong that they miss the silent plea..of listening to me..really listening..to what you have to say. So i write.

I really do believe that love exists, that people find people and live with their fights, comforts, tears, angers and jealousies...they eventually fight hard enough to overcome their problems, because the bigger picture is important, ultimately the coming together back again and smiling and looking forward to a next day is important...You don't have to love someone the same way everyday or even love them at all everyday..I'm sure there are times that we hate even ourselves, then how can you expect people to love you everyday the same! And how boring would that be...

And while it's important to not judge and compare, somewhere a sneaking doubt sets in and comes back to haunt you...and I don't know what i'm writing, or what I want to write or what are the words coming back...How do you know you're fighting a losing battle or that suddenly something will change? That this time around things will be different and they are for the better..do you stick on and wait..or do you not stick on but still secretly wait...for the unexpected third act, for the miracle, for the grand gesture...

And what is it about love that makes you want to stick by and do weird things, go out of your way over and over again...which makes you want to hang on inspite of all signs, all friendly warnings, threats, dire predictions...it's not over till it's over...Till the blinkers come off and the lights turn off..

The smarter, stronger ones leave it halfway before it turns into a war or a holocaust...the even more smarter ones go all the way...surviving the holocaust and coming out stronger than before.

The stupid ones merely get into the war again and again and again...

Or maybe they're actually the smartest..because for that point..till that time, they absolutely believe.

Stupid...To not stand up and know that you deserve the very best and nothing less than the best will do!