In my perspective, Diwali is the most detestable time of the year. I look around and there are schizophreniacs everywhere. People being at their finest at outside in their physical realm but when i look at them they turn and walk away because I can look at their ugly surrealism. I prefer to provide them a quirky smile and they misinterpret it as my kindness. People buying new clothes thinking it is their choice but it truly isn’t. Buying new clothes is just another bandwagon effect in other words the herd mentality. I say instead of getting new clothes this year you get a new personality you clown, it might help you find yourself instead of being a shadow of cheap fame. And the businessmen are being lucrative to the depths of the hell. It’s a scandal but the buyers are the once who are foolish. Then there are people who share some unwanted, not needed, unheard point of views that advises us to not burn fire crackers while he’s the one who smokes all year. 

I say firecrackers is just another scam spread by people. It’s just like burning your future generation’s lives which they say they are aware of but it never stops them to follow their happiness. Ignorance is the new power that’ll end the future. I hate these factory-manufactured smiles that only comes from new man-made things not new experiences of true presence of the moment. I love it when people mistake their immaturity with their fantasized spirituality. There are times when I look at people and poor people. It makes me realize the real truth that happiness is only for the people who can afford it. Sadness exists only with low bank accounts. 

What a laughable matter, isn’t it? It’s a fragment of reality. Then there are these narcissists who just share every single part of their life just to make a point that they are better at acting their cheap happy face than others. Pretentious beings. Indescribable temporary enthusiasm that will wipe away as soon everything is over. I love it how families are gathered together and steal away the perfect time for solitude from the soul. Lights that are so illuminating that it almost make us forget the despair and insanity of each other with it’s beautiful coruscating. These festivities are nothing but a blunt excuse to be one with each other but in truth, it’s just pathetic to run away from your loneliness which truly admires and loves you. It’s the truth. All of it. And you know it is. Don’t you? Call me a sadist but I verily enjoy watching this people who are suffering so much in reality but hide them with a shade of their originally created delusion.

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