I am the son of my father. For me today means nothing as much as yesterday meant nothing. I don't believe in tomorrow because tomorrow may never come. No one knows what tomorrow holds for them. Ask me, I don't care. Life is one big joke. No, it is a whole episode of a sad story. Only this time the story is real. It is as real as the sun rising in the east or setting in the west. Its is as real as the stars and the moon one sees in the night sky.
People say I am mad. Now tell me how do the people know who is mad and who isn't. How can you ask someone to define a mad man for you.
Now god did not say that if so and so was such, he was mad. You have no right to call me mad and put me in this place where I do not have the freedom to do things as I want them because they say I am mad. Bullshit to them ! Just because I do things differently , that does not mean that I am mad. Anyway who are they to determine whether I am mad or not.
Yesterday was like any other day for me. Its been10 years now I have been in this place. They think they are doing us a great favor but then trust me they are not. What is the point of keeping
us here when all we get is uncooked potatoes with rice. I am not complaining, but then treat us like normal human beings. And if 
one tries to raise one's voice it is quickly suppressed because our views are 'mad'. I am fed up of the word mad. Life Sucks !


To be continued.............by someone else who is more sane.

I don't know why I wrote this. !