An object so sharp

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Yes, can call me screw-head if you want, cause you have no idea how brave am I. I can hit into everything you desire. Mind you, I am the best follower of what you say and sometimes of what is there in your mind. Sometimes you don't even have to say what I am doing. Yes, I can be a failure sometimes but not unfaithful. Cause I know failure means rejection and rejection mean death. Whenever you try to pierce me through the wall, I tend to face the rock steady wall and every time it destroys something of my sharpness and brilliancy. If the hammering isn't correct, there have been times I have lost my legs forever or have retained my leg but in a deformed position. What is meant by deformed position, it is as bad as the amputated position. Rest of the life in the recycled factory to be burned down till you melt sounds really painful, I swear holocaust was way-way better. And look at the way of hammering, these humans knock me on the head to get the tasks done. With too much hard hitting, I have started to become the champion of my dreams, my cylindrical head has become a lot flat these days. It is flat as a plain with some thickness added to it. I love the thickness, thank god the evolution had happened or otherwise, it pained a lot.

The issue of the rust

The issue of the rust had by far and large the worst disadvantage in my life, Man, rust is like the cancer of my trance and it has got a cure. But due to too much availability of time and money and abundance of my brothers, I am able to go through the things I have never wanted. Yes, if rust caught me, it makes me enervated day by day, weaker by week and irresponsible by the year. I have got no other choice but to stand erect and watch that gangrene eat up my body slowly and slowly. In the beginning, I thought it was great as I had got some color, it somehow gave me a huge amount of pleasure that I wanted to live in with. But who knew it was like the Krocdila, it shall slowly eat up my body. It is an addiction that our species can't live without eating. It gives an aggressive mindset to our youth so they can fiercely pierce the mighty sturdy walls with ease. The rust makes our minds powerful like never. And know the best part is, unlike alcohol, it is free in most parts of the world. It is rust that we live in for most if the years and it is rust that takes us to the end.

Feelings inside 

Feelings inside while in operation are very troublesome. It is like being earthed inside the ground while you have your bruises in. The painful part is that you have something tied to your head like a load some 100 times than your own body weight and you for hours and hours and days and days and years and years, you have to bear it without any objection.

But in all I want to say life lost in bravery is way-way better than a long life of cowardness.

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