Probably it's just me...
I am writing this post while lying down on the bed since I have nothing else to do. Yeah completing the chemistry practical homework is a good idea even a productive one you can say but I am such a lazy ass person. Well since its been a long time I have written anything sensible even for my reading. So today is the day I choose to write out some philosophical introspective bullshit. "Why today?" you may ask. Good question indeed "why today?". Boredom comes to me everyday then why don't I write everyday. The reason is pretty simple- my folks are out , I have nothing else to lay my hands upon, the one and only person who has the patience to tolerate my rant is annoyed with me (Statutory warning-when I am in mood I can nag the hell out of anyone) and the weather is deliciously depressing not to write something, so here I am. If you are still reading this then I will congratulate you for your utterly jobless condition with an unkindly mixture of procrastinating nature and having such endurance to read this kind of absolute mindless rant even without knowing me in person. But if you ever had the chance to meet me in person then one thing that you might remember about me, totally depends on you (you never expected the sentence to end like this ;) Well since its not an autobiographical post but a sensible philosophical introspective shitpost so I will come to my point of writing this without further discussing about my personality traits. First things first. I am totally bored out of wits so whatever I am writing is just for my own entertainment purposes for my own later reading. If you don't know me and reading this then take it with a grain of salt . If you know me and reading this then take it with a grain of salt and with an antihistamine tablet because after reading this you might feel allergic to my presence (congratulations if you don't yet feel allergic to me even after knowing me). Why am I saying that you may develop an allergy to my presence. I don't know the answer much myself either yet , as most people go distant after knowing me for a while hypothetically speaking I might have something in me which creates allergic reactions. The chief most reason of this form of allergy might be due to the presence of hypocritical particles in my daily speech. And as the saying goes once a hypocrite always a hypocrite (really? Is there a saying like this?Who knows ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ). But calling yourself a hypocrite is a bit too harsh I mean once in a while everyone of us come out being as a hypocrite. And now when I am feeling insecure of being a hypocritical bitch the English dictionary comes to my rescue and I find the word 'paradox' ! What is a Paradox? According to the dictionary its a person with contradictory properties. Then, what is a hypocrite? What I know, and what I have understood, hypocrite is a person whose actions don't match their personal believes. So, here comes the fine thin line between being a hypocrite and being a paradox. Both are self-contradictory in definition yet one is a beautiful term to be used in poetry, literature, philosophy for its complexity and the other is a demeaning trait equaling itself as a soft profanity. Time to time I feel myself judging and asking what defines me the most . A 'hypocrite' or a 'paradox'?
