We are in an era of nothing. No direction, no will, no rule, no law, no power. Doing a lot but doing nothing. Trying to be something, everyone is losing themselves. But we are happy to do so. As the lust is the must phenomenon.
Principles are really simple. Snatching others’ time to scroll their life away. No creativity. No sense of respect. No capability. No thinking. No free minds. From others.
Weapons;
Manipulating and trying to discover new ways to manipulate. The most satisfying form of success for us.
We are doing it for being most respectful, and not understanding among which we will be going to be respectful? That’s the question to be answered. But now the little box, rather than the brain, has no such lobe or part to think in such a way. Because to think, we have to have some room of patience—that yes, we can be questioned about our deeds, but that conscious and subconscious are no longer existing in boxes.
Before ages, the fight was for power, but now we are fighting to discover new forms of power. After discovering it, don’t keep it; just pass it to others so that they remain in the loop, and we just move for another such discovery.
Lie is now a try. Honestly is now thirsty. Hard work is a jerk to feel. The shortcut is the nut of success. The more you sly, the more you play. Money is the only definition of your life, with poverty as the play area for you, where you invest money for pleasure.
Lust of lust is the need now. Glory is the story. To be on the right is the worst for you, as you are giving opportunity for others to fulfill their lust.
Self-respect is the only respect now remaining, because others’ respect is only part of play. To have a peaceful night, we need someone’s respect to be destroyed.
Humanity is now a concept of ones upon a time. Education is now a way of keeping youth busy in an organized way. Families are like islands. Existence is like the right of one on others.
Knowledge is knowing something without any authentication. Opinion is a must, irrespective of matter.
By giving different names, we are divided into different groups. But for the same outcome. The more you have, the win, irrespective of what you have.
All and all, we are moving on and on, like a wheel lifting up in the air. No destination is there, no way is there. In short, every start has an end. Let’s see up till where the lust of lust lasts.
Remember:
Hope is the soap to wash away the… every….Era.
My name is Hannan Sher, and I am a 4th-year MBBS student from Chiniot. Alongside my medical studies, I am deeply passionate about writing, both in Urdu and English. Writing, for me, is not just a creative outlet but a means to raise awareness about the often-overlooked aspects of our surroundings.
