He was what he was, he did not obey orders or understand man-made logic. He did what he thought, now it did not matter whether it was right or wrong. To gain his happiness and his position, to choose his destiny he was very strong. He hated the world and maybe all hated him also. His chances to live in the hearts of people not in the minds were slim. He was not terrified of anyone or anything. According to him losing from the mightier enemy was a sin. He worked up for his own satisfaction and had the smartest chin. He was wrong many times but right in very less. He decorated his own life and made others a mess. He was not a murderer or a thief. But he stated that his happiness should not be curbed by any force in brief. His conflict was with his mind and also the people around him he could be a pauper for the materialistic world, but he was a king from within. He wanted to be free to fly like a bird. But his cries were left unheard. He wanted to dance to the music of success. But to get even simpler joys in his life there was no access. So he frustrated himself but came out a tough guy. He now questioned the world’s shady ways of dealing with all the whats and whys. The rebel wanted right feelings and senses to be in everyone, about giving a simple person his rights. To make living good for a winner or a loser was his fight. He was terrific when he terrified, no one could beat him in anything however anyone tried. He was not noble and even not too bad, he was a rebel made out of this big mysterious world for love, satisfaction and soulful living he tried and cried.
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I am Ambika Jha.I like to write on different topics.I feel life is too short for anything.So let us work our best in the given time and let life's music be in rhythm and rhyme.So be your best and never stop to learn and write. View more posts