While he was a school bee, through every Saturday night, he underwent 'liberation' from sharp worldly clutches. As it creates an overwhelming state of sedation in anticipation of freedom in due, on the coming day to invest some time out of his lifespan at wandering around his sensual and nonsensical virtuality. He wished to be isolated and blocked himself from highly sophisticated radars around. His temporary escapism ...stood hair strips away from sadism and insanity. He was active in loneliness and off amidst crowd. He started recognizing that most mysterious fact in the universe lies within which requires immediate attention. The best thing which he felt that he could do for himself was to unleash the most pampered but buried component within; no matter how creative or destructive it was.
But, he was strictly taught by his well-wishers to ditch off some of his in born drives which the majority of others found disgusting. Quietly he found out that this is an utmost toughest place to survive and thus either to run or ruin! He practiced to ignore his inner voice perennially and for that he was appreciated and honored. He went by trends than of his intents. When he came out of his natural motives, others positively labelled him as 'matured'. Whenever his confused dilemmas tried overlapping his furnished empire, he blacked those out referring the predefined guidelines formed by the rest. It was safe for him to journey through the pragmatic path ushered by reputed humans. He adored most popular mistakes and which governed him into better applications of societal life.
He drove his life as per the formulae derived by his so called successful predecessors, even though he was not obvious but oblivious on spending his mechanical energy. He sacrificed his intellectual preferences for sake of his well wishers and opponents. Eventually he became an expert in self marketing which gifted him better roles to play in the drama. He extremely focused to not to recover from the intoxication he was in. Followed by every biological breath, he dedicated his thoughts and actions for his travel mates.
One fine day, while his nostrils stopped recycling the air, he heard a symphony in identification of his own soul. That moment challenged to seize the supreme potency he was gifted with and it got evaporated into the absolute nothingness. His soul departed as just how he was born. An undesirable transition without pursuit of transformation demanded another journey to the earth!