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How long will you be the gatekeeper of your trauma?

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Paradox

The guy is sitting with his laptop on the couch. He is blankly staring into the screen, mulling over where his empty life is heading towards. Then a mail pops up in his inbox with a subject line – You’re dead. It seems to him as if the universe is talking to him. He is stunned to see the sender’s name – ‘You from the future’. He opens the mail, but there’s nothing, just like his life. Then a smile comes on his face. As he realizes that at least now he has something to live for, a new purpose – death.

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Somebody you used to know

The guy is waltzing with his date in an open cafe enveloped in a sweet cinnamon scent. The awkwardness in their moves that they picked up from Hollywood movies is quite apparent. They are carrying on without caring for onlookers. As they get closer, little by little, parts of them chip away, leaving behind the pain of the past they danced with.

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Confused

The guy is gorging on Greek salad as if he hadn't had anything in the last 7 years. He is replaying what happened between him and his dad. He remembers how his lips began to quiver when he shouted at his dad for the first time in his life. How tears rose in his eyes when the woman, his first love, defended his dad and slapped him. "She shouldn't have said 'I love you', shouldn't have kissed me, I am confused, dude..." the guy vents out before his friend. "I think you need help, Oedipus", his friend consoles.

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That's life

The guy is in the examination centre, scribbling on his answer sheet. The look on his face tells that his life depends on this sole question. And why not, the one with the right answer to it will get everything they wish for. And those who failed will be held back. His classmate sitting next to him is side glancing at his sheet. Sweat beads start condensing on his brows because his answer is quite short compared to what the guy is writing away which he can’t even see, despite straining his eyeballs. “Time’s up” announces the teacher. Teacher is going from desk to desk, and tearing away the sheets with the wrong answer. When all the sheets torn into pieces except the guy’s, the dejected classmate gets up and reasons with the teacher, “Miss, it’s no big deal to ‘Define Nothingness’, I guess we all did that; did you find his answer correct because of the length of the answer?”  “Depth” retorts the teacher. The classmate sits down and gives the questioning look to the guy. The guy runs his pen that ran out of ink on the sheet. The guy shrugs with a smile.

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Likes

475 feet above, the guy is walking on the narrow boundary wall of a terrace in his high heels. He’s making a reel for his page. That’s getting 5 likes max. Unaware, it’s from the five different accounts made by his mom. He’s thinking what if his foot slips and he falls off. Then his mind flits to the movies’ scenes where someone falls off and pointlessly flails their hands in the midair to grasp something. He starts to feel disoriented and as he is about to step down, he is pushed off the terrace, “Dear, this will get you a million like, my one in a million…” Mom cheers, while making a reel for him.

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Eureka!

The guy excitedly dashes out of a house, with a big smile on his face, exclaiming “I lost! I lost! I lost!” Everyone on the street is staring at him. Not because they saw someone being excited at losing something but because he is naked.

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Lost

The guy is walking in a busy supermarket. He picks up a cornflakes box, and puts in his cart. And the next moment, a loud crack and clang fill the crowded space. A ketchup bottle drops out of his overflowing cart. Its shards and blotches create an art of some sort. He just stares at this mess blankly as if lost in a renaissance painting. He could feel a sense of relief from the mangled thoughts that he hoped he would leave behind just as some abandon their pet that they don’t find cute anymore.

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Point of view

“Bro, she is going mad; she punched me last night just because I forgot to do the dishes”, shrieks the guy. “But you told me that she is the best thing ever happened to you”, says the friend. “I lied! Honeymoon period was long over. She yanks my hair, kicks me in the groin when I touch her. Last week, when I told her it’s over, she threatened me that she would beat herself up, and put me in for domestic violence.” “Dude, you’ve been mistaking her all along”, remarks the friend. “Yes, she is the biggest mistake!” the guy fumes. “I don’t think anything is wrong with what she’s been doing to you”, clarifies the friend. “Are you f****ing serious?” snaps, the guy. “She is a storyteller who is trying to evoke different emotions out of you; unlike other authors, her way is via actions rather than words. Did you get it, lucky man?”, the friend consoles. The guy kicks his friend in the groin and says “Well, here’s the moral of the story.”

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Wait

A guy is in the lobby of a building. It looks like just other 48 different lobbies, where his blood samples have been rejected. Other selected donors have gone through a similar grueling process to become at least eligible to be considered. Not that they’ve become happy after being donors for years. For him, it’s like if he doesn’t become one, his life has no meaning. He comes out of self-defeating thoughts as his name is announced and called into the cabin. He looks so desperate that he nods before the lady in the cabin completes her sentence. Finally, she smilingly shakes his hand and says, “Welcome to the corporate culture.”

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Mirror

The guy is in his bedroom, reflecting on little things that reveal bigger things happening within him. One of the tiny things is his messy room. Clothes, books, bedsheet, and all the tapestries of his “busy life” are strewn about. What’s the use of reading self-help books when he can’t help himself putting things in the closet? It’s easy, you just have to put back things one by one in their place. But to do that, he has to get out of the closet.

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Next time

A depressed guy stands in the middle of a road, wishing a car would run over him. But all vehicles steer clear of him, honk, or give him angry stares. He starts running towards fast-moving cars coming towards him. Still, they manage to get around him. One of them steps out and punches him. While he is coming to his senses, he receives a call from his girlfriend who broke up with him. He frantically picks up the phone and says, “Please don’t leave me.” “Alright, don’t do it next time, honey,” she said. “Argh!” he screams as the car runs over him. “Oh no!” cries the girlfriend. She is behind the wheel.

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The guy goes to see his sick friend whom he hated. He yells at him that he has fallen sick so that he can earn sympathy. In his frail voice, his friend says alright then beat me. "Oh that will get you more pity" said the furious guy. I mean outdo me. The guy enrols in an MBBS coaching.

After a few weeks, the recovered friend says aloud "You won" in his eulogy for the guy.

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What?

After drinking tea, the guy quits his job. There’s nothing wrong with his boss. His colleagues are friendly. He gets a good salary and free lunches. Moreover, pick ‘n’ drop facility. He doesn’t even have any ambition to open his start-up. And it’s not that he drank the tea for the first time. It’s just that you make random decisions when you’re in a dream.

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Verdict

A lawyer is questioning the plaintiff. The plaintiff begins answering it, and parallelly, the steno types it down for the record. And after a few seconds, the plaintiff starts singing. The jury and the attendees erupt into laughter. The judge bangs his gavel. The plaintiff apologizes. And resumes answering. Again, he derails and starts singing. The jury breaks into laughter. The judge bangs the gavel again and dismisses the steno for using his typewriter as a piano. The lawyer resumes questioning; surprisingly the judge bangs again. The judge gets up and calls it a day. When the judge is leaving, one of the jury members walks up to him and takes out a photograph. The judge signs on it. The photo shows the judge as a drummer in a band.