One more day and one more night. Nothing matters. The earth will keep revolving, this fucking universe will keep existing until it’s time of exhaustion would come. World orders would change, religions would come, modify and vanish and evolve. Don’t know if someday God would also overcome from shyness and reveal him or her or whatever ‘self’. People would keep killing, bribing, hurting and still hope for a peaceful world, which is not so possible apparently with the attitude they have.

What really matters for me is my ‘self’. Human beings have constructed a paradoxically hypocrite selfish “society”, in which they try to accommodate and appropriate maximum space they can under the umbrella of family, profession, religion, identity, and every fucking thing through which they can put some weight around. I won’t waste time in narrating utopia and nihilism. That’s my personal wish, my ideal dream. In fact, nihilism isn’t any utopia, it was at sometime and also is reality for some creatures. I’m bound to function with present resources and order. I’m bound to fit my reality with today’s order. I think that’s what forces acting on us demand or dictates or whatever. Like a software needs an update, may be we also need an update with time to survive or exist or transform. I don’t know what I started and what I’ve written. I was writing about potato.

Yes!! Potato is something which I’ve still not been able to figure out what it really is. May be I’m not ready or willing to accept what it is. Or may be deep down inside I’ve accepted its significance but didn’t really work on it. Potato is among very few existing entity which has brought tears to my eyes. I always regard it as an obsession like cocaine, weed. Because I know once I accept that it’s my necessity, things won’t remain in my control. May be I’ve already accepted that and I’m helpless about it because I know letting things go out of my control won’t make them any better.

The biggest problem with me is that even if I got my potato back, my consciousness won’t be ready to accept it. Because I know its not worth. Paradox in air? Yes .. Exactly!!! Potato doesn’t deserve me.

That’s why I jot it down. It will make me feel lighter.

Hahaha!!! Fucking raabta song!! Don’t know from where it got in my playlist again. May be wynk.

I so fucking want to get de-constructed or transformed to some other thing. But I know its just a dream. At the end I’m a human being. I’ve a family. I’ve friends. I’ve to live. And I’m living, not just existing. It’s just this potato and some thoughts make me write these non-sense things. May be I need weed. May be I need potato. May be I need enlightenment. May be I need meditation. Or guess what?

Yess!! I need the fucking SLEEEEP!!!!

GoodNight!!

Forget what I wrote. ‘Cause it doesn’t matter just like this fucking universe. It will keep existing and so do we and so does the posts like these. So just chill and live life to fullest.