insta-12 : the unended story...

Its quite funny how we meet new friends- social media frenzy, friends of friends, random stumble upon, crazy friends and their 'dares' , the list grows longer than the tree that joins the nine worlds.

It was a usual boring day for him, fridays when people turn up, he turns all offers to go out
down. He loves to have fun, but he's scared of what he might meet out there, the fear of the unknown drives him back to his shell, leaving him to novels, music, writing, bathroom rapping, mirror dancing, playing games, watching animes, random sketching, chatting and doing really weird-lonely stuffs. He'll spend his free time- if not doing any of the above, talking to himself, he imagined in his head all he was scared of doing- having sex, drinking, smoking, driving carelessly and staying out late, created a zone and played himself in roles. It was fun to him, but I doubt you'll see it as one.

A part of him wanted to be out there, but his alter ego was the dominant part, crying, shrieking and wanting to be void of all the terrors in the world, hiding behind the wall- the 12ft wall in his head.


She was out on this same friday, the clear opposite of him, doing all she said she wouldn't do any longer, when the weed cigarette comes around, she had to puff and pass it on, it was the rule of mad fun.

 She in her spare time, loved nature, taking photographs of the world, the world saw what they wanted to see but it was just a dark cover. Even black covered books have white pages. She craved for all the attention in the world, pure of heart, good intents. She wants to sit in the corner of her room, sob and cry away all the tremors and quakes in her life, but her alter ego was too happy to be held down, jumping and dabbing to the melody in her head, but still in there is the wall, 12ft tall, standing between her and the world.

But you wouldnt see it as such, to the world, she was a slut (she is a virgin on rampage), and to the world, he was proud ( he wasn't shy, but he just held back)...

And then came instagram...
She  uploaded a picture, it was lovely...
He was stunned at the radiance she shone forth with, he double tapped it, and instagran put forth the big red heart, he liked it.

He scrolled down, still tempted to go take another look, but he knew if he used the apps explore function, he'd see more lovely pics..so he explored... Tonnes of pics waiting to be liked...



Thanks to whoever invented it....

I mean instagram

The end...

- what were you expecting, how two opposite people meet and fall in love? How the 12ft wall comes crumbling?

Lol..  Nah...not this time

- kingNEEZ