She : Hey, what's up ? How are you?
Me : Me ? Well, I'm on my usual routine hanging onto this never ending everyday rut, running around like headless chicken non-stop, holding on tight to my books and extravagant schedules, dreaming about distant mountains and valleys, listening to people mock at my road less taken at every juncture, getting pushed around by the magnificent society with its rules and melodrama, withstanding the cacophony of consumerism, nepotism and narcissism brimming around me with all its superficial vanity, trying to mask my inhibitions with a smile and a pretentious headnod, hanging onto my sanity amongst these nudging perpetrators, feeding my fragile ego with the illusionary love showered on social media, concealing my resentfulness and anxiety with self assuring quotes and fables, giving shape to my faint and feeble voices on Quora, turning my good for nothing everyday brainfarts into pictures on Instagram, and making an effort to look normal in front of people like you when you ask this enlightening question.
She : Umm.. I'm sorry I asked. Good night.
Me : Oh wait. You wanted the regular reply, didn't you ? Here it is.
I'M FINE.
Beautiful image @abhishektr. Shoutout homez..
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