I can hear you saying, “Wait, what?!”


People…are…crazy.

That is what I think after hearing everyone’s thoughts.

After I could hear my Mom, I went over to my younger brother and said, “What the hell are you doing?”

“Crazy jerk can’t see it for himself.”

No lip movement, but the voice was super evident. It seemed as if it was in my own head!

With my mouth wide open, I turned around and exited the room. I took a quick shower and put on a few clothes.

What if I meet someone who wants to kill me and I read his thoughts?! Awesome!

Before he’ll draw his knife out, I’ll punch him in the gut. Then, when he’ll try to reach to the nearest rock, I would’ve predicted this and kicked him on the face! SLAM!

Gotta go fast! It’s going to be an awesome day today! I’ll even walk over to Felicia and hear what she thinks about me.

In the midst of my fantasies and fantastic future plans, I again heard a voice.

“I don’t care! The world doesn’t care. I can’t handle this anymore. Parents, teachers and those stupid relatives! There’s no one I can count on!”

“What the heck?” I thought.

“And so, I’m tired of dragging this burden all along. And I do not want to drag it anymore!”

I was startled as my eyes grew wider and breath went faster.

I rushed to the nearest window to see the guy who was saying all this. Or maybe I was hearing someone’s thoughts. But from such a distance? How?

I thus decide to end this suffering here and now! Here…I…Go!

“Nooo!!!” I yelled as I rushed downstairs and blasted out of the hallway door. I ran hurriedly towards the direction where my room’s window has its face.

It could only be this far that I could hear someone’s thought. I ran here and there to find the person who had jumped from the window. There was so much pain, so much agony in those statements.

I looked everywhere, but in vain. He/She was nowhere to be seen.

“I don’t care! The world doesn’t care. I can’t handle this anymore. Parents, teachers and those stupid relatives! There’s no one I can count on!”

What on earth? Is someone attempting a suicide all over again. Or are these dialogues too famous that they’re supposed to be the last words of every suicide?

“What are you looking for?” yelled Patrick, my neighbor with a piece of paper in his hand.

Someone jumped off their window! I could hear someone saying, “I don’t care and the world doesn’t care and all that! Can’t find him!”

“Oh, those are just my lines for the part I’m playing in the school annual function’s skit. I was learning them…” a silence broke as he suddenly stopped to think.

“He’s a creep!” I could hear him think that. He abruptly turned around and disappeared behind his curtains.

Now you I can hear every piece of shit that’s going around in people’s mind! Just great!

I scratched my head and went out in the streets.

“What are you doing!” “I won’t do everything he says.” “What’s gonna happen if I don’t pass this interview?” “I’m going to kill him!” “Oh God, I’m so stupid!” “He’s calling me a freak. What does he think of himself!?”

I was looking like a dog who was looking everywhere in search of food.

I could not comprehend the sounds coming from all directions. My mind was full with judgments, complaints and tense thoughts.

They were everywhere!

People who would look so calm and normal on the outside were having a war going on inside them.

Two lovers who were sitting on the park bench, talking to each other, were also under some or the other dialogue. None of them was talking to each other for real.

Wherever I saw, or turned to, I would find nothing but chaos.

There are people who think about ending their lives. Some are constantly worried about their next promotion. While some are preparing for their speeches.

Something is constantly going on is someone or the other’s head. No one can stay quiet for even a second.

Now, I can see clearly that there isn’t a big difference between mad and “normal” people.

Normal people have a minimum amount of awareness that stops them from speaking and enacting every word going on in their heads.

Whereas mad people do not have any limitations imposed over them by anybody. If they feel like eating a carrot, they’ll rush to a veggie shop and stuff a carrot.

An impulse-driven life, like the animals’. If they think that you are of some danger to them, they’ll defend themselves. Even if it means to kill the other person to do so.

I AM GOING CRAZY!

How are we even tolerating this sort of nonsense?!


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