Why do we fall effortlessly in depression?
Searched it over Google as they say “Google knows
everything” but forlornly couldn't find a satisfactory response. Right now, I
am standing still at the darkest instant of time, staring dazedly at my messy
chaotic condition. I feel allied to every depressing song I listen to. Couldn't find a reasonable motive to live and even pray for a calm and painless pleasing
death sometimes.
Peoples find happiness in devouring a new exotic dish,
wearing new cloths, buying stuff and god knows what else. It’s like they find
delight in every crisp of moment and whereas I am concerned, every moment is
meant to pass away and if it won’t last forever, what’s the reason to like it?
In a simple manner,
with every birthday passing away, we are getting closer to death, hair fall,
wrinkles, lack of strength, diabetes,
arthritis, blood pressure and plenty of
other mortal diseases. Why do we celebrate them?
Take heritage, art or museums, people are spending their
money in upholding and preserving what is meant to be long gone. Instead they
should crush those art corpses and built a gratis hospital or a school per se.
that would mean a lot to the people who can’t afford to see a doctor or admit
their kids to school.
Everything I see puts me in a moral psychotic battle with
myself.
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