trilogy based on nietzche:Part 2: Yet Another Unexplained Suicide

Yet Another Unexplained Suicide
When he was a kid he always wanted to be a pilot. His parents were totally supportive.
He studied hard. Maintained his body well. It was like his sole purpose in his life was to be a pilot.
He finished his final school year with good marks. His parents were rich enough to send him to a flying school.
Finally his dream was going to be fulfilled. He was a natural at the flying school. His flying instructors were amazed at his dedication and skills.
He soon graduated the flying school with flying colors, literally.
He was recruited by one of the biggest Airlines in the world with a fat paycheck.
The day he was supposed to join and start flying for a career, he realized the truth.
The truth that nothing is permanent. What he is striving for doesn't really matter.
He is just another insignificant being in yet another insignificant world.
He realized whatever he was trying to prove was proved and that its not much, that its not a big deal.
He quit the job and commited suicide.
The newspapers hailed it as yet another unexplained suicide.

trilogy based on nietzche:Part 1: Death of Hope

Death of Hope
He had wanted to do a lot of great things in his life.
He always used to think he was alive and kicking for a reason. He knew that the mundane and everyday things were not for him. He was doing it till he does his GREAT thing. He always fantasized the time when he would be famous and everyone will look upto him.
He finally he realized the truth.
The truth that whatever he had always believed in was pure fantasy. Theres nothing important about his life. The people he thought were his ideals had grave faults that they used to hide or which he was too unwilling to believe existed when he was a believer.
Anyways he continued living. Without hope, without anything to look forward to, without a will to commit suicide.
There was nobody to mourn him except his self adorned self pity at the death of his Hope.

I QUIT!!!!!!!!!

nop
didn quit smokin
didn quit drinkin....
didn even stop playin soccer for S.M.O Cup
no its not ogling at the fairer sex with huge mammarian glands...

i jus stopped taking polythene covers from shop... i've realized i don really need them... i can as well carry them in my hands... or in my bag or watever...
fact is im quite happy doin it...
nop im not goin 2 preach..
and no i don care abt the revolution...
im happy doin it and i don friggin care abt anythin else!!!!