Neglecting the most important of things till they pile themselves up is one of my very bad habits.
all's on my head and here i am watching this anime called "paranoia agent" which is pretty cool so far. the weirdest things i saw this week was, a mans hand which was some how cut open and gleaming bright red blood in the afternoon sun shining from it and while he was in the situation he got himself into another dude was continuously slapping the shit out of him, the bleeding dude had a cart full of grapes which was blocking the traffic creating further more commotion. At first when my eyes glanced through this scene i thought the situation should be dealt with, but then i quickly thought to myself "It's none of your business ,this is a crazy city anyway" As i wanted to see each second taking place of the situation i was leaning to look forward as i suddenly realised that i was among that vast group of people who had stopped or slowed down to see what was happening and just enjoy the show, That very second i stopped looking, though my curiosity was getting to me but i did not budge to see another moment of it as i knew some one's strife cannot amuse one for long and that witnessing something of this sort till the end and not doing anything about it would make a much more hollow being of me than i already am.The second thing what i saw earlier this morning was a kid roughly 8-9 years of age hitting himself repeatedly in the face with a metal rod as an adult holds him but does not stop him ( probably his dad) and another boy of the same age overlooks . Now this made me think of what situation that boy was in and i was left perplexed .In this Crazy City i call home i see too much hate pondering every where .Stuffy concrete urban vibes have clouded the mind .Not a moment of peace not a fresh breath of air .
And me just sailing through
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