2. You Shouldn't Have Died

No one has a better intent than Darkness. The Darkness fills up every corner more completely than light ever can. The Darkness can hide better than the most. I'm in love with the dark. The cloak of anonymity, the shelter from storms, the Darkness always hid my tears, sometimes even from myself.

But You shouldn't have taken away that bit of light, M away from our lives. You made us fall headlong into the darkness, so unaware that we couldn't even open our eyes before there was nothing to see. Nothing at all. That day I hated the darkness the most.

The darkness that used to fill up my world, had emptied my heart that day. You shouldn't have left.

Did you know that you were dying when you were? Where you wishing that you weren't so far away? Did you want your mother there? Do you know she lives on with nothing to live for?

She had two sons. And she lost them both. One forsaken yet alive. And the other, nearest to her heart, and dead.

Did you know that she loved you best? That there isn't one single moment in her day that she doesn't think about? That you made her life worthwhile? You shouldn't have died.

Does it make me evil that I wish for her other son to be dead and you alive? Or is it me being just a weak human?

Everyone has to die, isn't it? But wasn't there a sequence somewhere? Like age? You weren't supposed to go, not now.

I still love my Darkness but it is as if my eyes can see in the Darkness now. As if the Darkness cannot ever again shroud me completely. I still love my Darkness, but there seems a new flavor in it, a tinge of melancholy.

1. The World-Class Fools

If you wear your heart on your sleeve, you are a world-class fool. When you leave it around to be trampled upon, you should expect it be trampled upon. Why be shocked? A newcomer to people's virtual domains in respective blogs, I would be a fool to believe that most of the inhabitants of this illustrious world, partly a networking sphere with an intellectual twist are as foolish as they seem. 

Comments and followers are the rage. No variety or substance. Sycophants and attention-seekers. And top that with people with free advice with so true intent. Those ones who are never heard in their real lives. Some people are the do-gooders, what do they do in their own lives? I am curious. 

I am sure my first impression is wrong. I hope to find some non-sycophantic blogger with some common sense. Because I don't want the weaklings I have seen, couldn't stomach to read much of them, to be a prime example of what blogging is all about.