In & around us , there lies a constant burden of fabrication...in name of sterilizing,with all that blinded rules & regulations enthroned to one's cultural brain....so is this what gyaan all bout?

I' ve been a lil disturbed past few days , the reason being lot of folks arnd me started pointing out their skepticism towards my ..so called mannerism....
no it aint the first time thats happening to me,,,,but its just that i feel a lil more matured to live a life with reckless- unconcerned self esteem!
it just grew from folks...to FEW frens...colleagues....but i actually cldn figure out what exactly they wanted me to change.......
it took me awhile to understand their signs and the direction where their fingers point to...i kinda gathered all that shit up & it read-' all that you know...all that you do
all that you think is wrong',right?....never mind.we cld argue on that for eternal hours,

some din like my honesty...some din like my deep shit 'idealistic thoughts'...some din like my trait...some thought am too funny to live a serious life, too recluse to live strong and some din like all that i am....

they're prolly right.....cos they breathe practical thoughts.....& i understand its easy playing with the society with a mask on rather than throwing up ya thought all nude and face all tht fuck ups .............
so here is a small verse i wrote on it


acid tongues & pinching acts
laying down the embellished fouls
when world needs smarter fakes to survive
distorted & incomplete,being myself by myself
i rather die!