Fears and Wars

He has his own fears, often he beholds his own wars, some days with a raised face and at times with a downcast smug. 

Hate and love are two perfect sides of a coin, there is no in-between. He often tries not to judge people that he rans into amidst the craziness of life. Some new, some acquaintances and many that he has known over long conversations. His type of conversations covers short spurts of strenuous "hellos" and "heys".

The amount of fake charades on people's faces and actions always makes his heart cringe; not with fear but with a lot of pain. It takes a certain amount of opening up to get to let people into his life, especially when one is reserved. And when he does, his life resides there; a center of unhinged openness . He hates changes and often a great deal is characterized with a Traditionalist view. He likes to see things organized in a certain way; less drama. Untidy workplaces irritates the comfort in him, and interrupted schedule screws up his whole day.

A thin line really between having OCD and being a Traditionalist.

He hasn't seen a real friend out there, not in a long while and he believes it is not going to happen anytime soon. Everyone's so keen to get themselves comfortable in an ever changing world; always rushing left, right and center. 

Those who were lucky enough to carve themselves a niche right after school are busy climbing up corporate ladders, not noticing the madness and confusion around them. You even fear reaching out to the people you grew up and went to raves and road trips with because of reservations of rejection and castigation as a lazy common. Not all fruits ripe at the same time.

You see, life begins in campus. You make real friends, at times blunders that scars one for life, your decisions make up most of your life's footpaths; many fall along this route, few manage to pickup and those that do are the strongest pillars in our society. They are a gem; like diamond, hardened over life's tribulations, shunned by friends, laughed at and often made as examples not to emulate. Through this, they manage to pick up, dust the shame and come out brighter than anyone else.

As a friend to someone, to this he urges you: Reach out to that long lost person, one who existed in your past, ask them how they are doing, make a date and if there is anything you can do to help uplift them, DO IT!

Sew then broken seams of the fabrics that make up the society; don't let squalor eat up someone's whos been trodden by the moving times. If it were on his own might, he'll do the same.

From drafts.