The Heart Beat

It’s funny how I feel so weird right now. It’s funny actually that people can change moods so easily. It’s funny really, how I am behaving like the British weather right now. Bet yet, like a hormonal pregnant woman who wants ice cream in the middle of the night and won’t stop with the hissy fits until she gets it, I am parading on and writing my thoughts here.

It’s not even that I am PMsing right now. Even in PMsing, women are usually angry and moody, not distraught and sad. Iam certainly not in bloody love. This is so bloody annoying. I myself feel sometimes that this is an act. It’s fake, don’t you know. This is the way sometimes people think about tears. Hey, nothing is wrong with him/her, it’s just fake tears.

We have grown so insensitive towards our fellow human beings, we don’t even realise that something might be causing them pain. There could be something that brings tears to their eyes. There could be something which is hurting them and makes them sad. Unfortunately we all have become so busy in our lives that we just don’t give damn about people anymore; even the people that are supposed to mean something to us.

Hey, mate. You mean something to me. I am sorry but I don’t give a damn anymore. Are those tears? They don’t have any effect on my heart any longer. My heart is a rock. It is not candle wax that will melt. Don’t you know I am done being a softie? Some people love to be ignorant cows, blatantly refusing to even remember who the other person was.

There was a time when men would wage wars over a beautiful woman and there was a time when a child’s tears would stir up emotions in a person’s heart. Nowadays no one cares and do not fucking tell me that someone does.  These days people have become so altruistic, they will care but only to show how wealthy they are or to show how caring they are to the world. There are very few people left who do it, just because they want to genuinely care about someone.