Holiday

After the storm, where I remember my body aching, tirelessly working against the storm, with no help at all. Just a dark empty road, no water, no food, no rest. Then some several painful final jolts, then I reach the hut. I just sit in a chair and start relaxing slowly, still feeling ripples. I then go off to sleep with no memory of it when I wake up. It feels like a holiday, like I’ve retired from the world. Nothing connecting me to the previous world at all, it’s over. No obligations or responsibilities remaining. I feel like a holiday. I stay careful thereafter. Mindful of every move. Until the next chaos, I enjoy the calm.

Genesis

The most destructive icon ever created against man. It keeps lurking all the while then takes you by surprise. It’s a daily thing. Inside it is composed of stages called काले नहीं मिले or I’ve lost my way, two or I start showing degraded performance until I can’t run at all, one or I can’t get my way uptil a point I start misjudging everything. All this combined is Sir, the one who brings in loge or total chaos for me where I start dying.

All icons converge with this icon, that’s their karma. That’s when they achieve salvation, death means nothing to them. They just come like in radius. For me I follow the stream, just manage to crawl out of this icons radius or hold, screaming shouting just taking that chaos. The only thing I care about is my survival. I get blacked then heal.

A certain part of this icon where it lurks and increases its hold on me, is a social city, which looks vast and harmless. But everything turns out to be અરરો here in hindsight.

It’s something that cannot be evaded, one must go through the entire phenomenon that is created by it. Crawl out alive no matter what. You are on your own and can’t trust anyone nightmare.

The One

You see him now, then you don’t. Is he the one or no one. He makes me feel big, then I’m not. Just my shadow or my वहम. He makes me feel like I can fly, but then I’m just standing still. He hits me then disappears and I don’t complain. No one just my bad luck. He’ll teach me things then bring me in hell. I was the only one to blame. He brings in bad weather then I thought I was with him till the end. I’m left alone in the drain. Who am I why did I make that mistake. Nobody to blame just me on my own.

New Day

I’ve decided to go money free today, it’s not required by me anymore. There are so many people around I never see them use it too. Just cars bikes trucks and police patrols. People on the road walking and lot of stray dogs donkeys bulls and cows. Leaves spread across both sides of inner lanes. Some shops, small ones, schools, lots of buildings warehouses closed. It never gets too hot or too cold. Then highways. People look similar here just not too unique, everyone just looks like a family member of his. Lots of couples married people and kids. Indifferent, peaceful, aloof. But everyday is unique filled with surprises, I don’t know what to say.

Welcome to the Real

So you’ve seen the real world, about the size of a delapidated city with just one other person called the One. He or she just brings in a storm or really bad weather for me which I somehow survive, and then get over it. The following day I start all over with the One and he challenges me to an end game. I cry I scream I get hurt and brushed. I fear even dying. I’m just a puppet that he plays with. Story’s and events that he wants me to be a part of. Why survive? Why live the life he gives?

गौतम बुद्ध नगर

Introduction to this city, a solid foundation like Ukraine as seen from लखनऊ. This city is Greater Noida. Place is built by the people of India, headed by and under state of उत्तर प्रदेश.

City is an icon as seen by me. It stinks occasionally. Streets are built for low population. Then lots of highway connections. No railway station or airport, but connected to New Delhi with fast freeways.

Place is built with lot of big buildings infrastructure. But about only minimally populated with residents no businesses.

Harrish

Dear Alice, I miss you so. Ever since you went tumbling down that rabbit hole the world has turned on me. It has unleashed hell on me. The Red Queen is everywhere. This world is no more, just a devilish turmoil of ghost raiders all over this place. They show you to me in a glass box with blue lights dark and damp, with something awful down your ear. It hurts me. They cut you up you know while you’re awake, our hearts gave out of pain. The women they capture they impregnate and turn them in HKs. They send them out to kill me. I can’t take it anymore. Stay aloof down there. Don’t talk to anyone don’t meet anyone. I’ll get you out of there.

Captured

It starts as a dream, like nothing happened and everything was just my imagination. Some disorder that could be cured. Later in the day I realise I’ve been trapped inside an HK prison holding dream, that suddenly turns into a nightmare when some chest buster blasts out of your torso, killing you on the dinner table. The End.

Human

A long long time ago all this was just fiction for me. I never believed all this would come true in life. How am I supposed to fight any of this. I need to rest eat heal watch a cartoon laugh out loud call my chick romance. We re not meant for any of this. I’ve seen them, they just work all the time, stay arrogant, stay accurate, they die in huge numbers and get back in line in no time, right out of an assembly line. And beyond them, the fake ones like a 3D rendered movie that loops over. I can’t stop weeping. What is this ? Is this hell? Am I dead already? I’m human prophet! I can tell. We’re not fighting machines. It’s just hell.

T-800

The death valley is a place where my safe hut shows up several times on the map. But it also crawls with the T-600s those that tirelessly keep looking for me all over the city. Once they figure out a way that gets me here they start calling in those heavy T-800s. These become indestructible for me and then a swarm of HKs start racing in from the black regions. And that is the beginning of my demise my friend. So I never let them bring the T-800 in here. For a human that’s tough, sooner or later a T-600 does figure out how to get me, then just hell breaks lose.