Only Me

I look to the left and to the right and twist around to face the back, I see everyone with smiles, laughter and happiness on their faces. Three of them to the left are poking each other laughing gently; some people to my right are vigorously jumping in the air, seems as if they have won some bumper prize and people at the back, they are as calm as the sea basking in the sun with no worries. Watching them gives me a bit of pleasure and I unknowingly creep into their happiness. But before I could feel the joy I abruptly get back into the reality.

The reality is that, of all the human beings in the whole world, I am the only one who is the most troubled man on earth. The smallest of things leave a big scar on me. There are so many problems to be dealt with and I’ve no resources of any kind in hand. Thinking of the yester years, I have always gone through similar stages and when I foresee my days ahead, I am not assured of better days. Through all my life till date, sadness, fear, anxiety and stuffs like them have reigned.


I call up some close ones, the voice on the other side doesn’t seem to be least interested in talking to me, they sound like as if they are in a deep sleep or pretty busy but then again I feel like I’m being ignored. Probably I’ve got to do something to my way of thinking and my perception towards the world. Most of the times, my heart has always won the race to reach a conclusion before my brain does. I really rely on my heart which is why I guess I’m a troubled man or my heart is lot bigger than my brain I should say.