And the Devil Laughs Loud..

I never knew why she hated " wait " so much.. She never had patience and was every time not so willing to have like one always screwed up in thoughts and dreams.. Dreams of the one she can spend life with. Dream of one who can be her " Mr. Right " with knowing that its important to search its important to .. but she was always in too hurry always in a rushing, running state. Life was now no more bed of roses of when it had been with so many people around what was her fault why she was created so different then the usual standards of her family. The mentality was so different that it had been hard for her parents, surroundings and everything to cop up with her. World seemed so unfair to her, she always felt like filled up with thought till her eye-roll and she hated life this way. She wanted to be senseless, she wanted to be feeling less, she wanted not to care like she does but she couldn't help her self.

Life was if same like with her then why all were not complaining, I want to, I always want to tell her Baby its same like you they do have problems but with passage of time it gets easy but she always complained why she gets into another before she gets out of one problem.. I don't have the reason of her questions.. The screams i hear when she say she hears a devil laugh near by, laughter that shouts her defeat. Defeat of self-control, defeat of love defeat of fate.. And i have to hear her scream with a the laughter of devil as I am too helpless, helpless like her..

-illusiOn~