Monday, August 3, 2009
Once upon a time, there was a little boy, who always thought that the world revolved around him.
This boy doesn't know rejection, for he has never faced such.
This boy doesn't know "no", because he only takes "yes" for an answer.
This boy doesn't know the realities of the world, for he was sheltered in his own home.
He was mesmerized by girls he liked, and he tried to ask them out.
Again and again, he was given the excuse "i am busy".
Despite the obvious underlying intents behind such excuses, the boy refused to relent.
He doesn't get it, or simply, refuses to accept it.
Accept the fact that he was rejected.
He believed that if he asked enough times,miracles would happen.
He tried repetitively, even if he understood that the outcome was near absolute.
He was simply being rejected.
"If the world is to reject me, i would rather reject the world" says the depressed boy who had faced rejection ever since April 26th.
Never had he been successful at anything, and additionally these excuses were driving him mad.
"I will take this last step, for that is all i deserve."
and he jumped.
The world went on as usual, and no one dropped a tear, since no one cared about him.
He was just another passing soul.
He was not mourned.
not cried upon,
not missed,
not significant.
And all was well.
11:52 PM
