Part 2: One simple choice.

The ancient truth withstands: Selfish people cannot muddle through the thought of existence of other selfish beings. In order to live peacefully, a selfish person needs a selfless person. Sounds insane, doesn't it? This world works in a weird way. Though it has a monotonous moment, it sure doesn't make the world flat as a pancake.

They don't say ' opposites attract '   just for the magnetic effect but maybe just maybe it had a deeper , more significant meaning like the universe was talking about selfish people. "Profound" , I know. 

But the moment I realized my swollen eyes had taken control over my legs and I decided to pause and take it all in before it all blacks out , Everyone around , the children whose parents were holding their hands everywhere they went (No reason to be jealous) , the couples who couldn't keep their hands off each other, the single rider who could've easily been confused as a pedophile (well, for me he looked like a pedo okay?) ignored me like a child who's crying because the motherf**king merry go round was too scary for me. 

Yes, curse you all goddamn narcissists. Oh wait! My eight year old heart screamed at my wandering soul, what was that word you learnt in school?  Karma? Uh-huh. 

Anyway, universe works in a funny way. I had walked enough but I was so delusional with the idea of my new life, A girl taking over T̶h̶e̶ ̶w̶o̶r̶l̶d̶ , T̶h̶e̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶m̶e̶ ̶p̶a̶r̶k̶, The probable pedophile which made me forget the basic idea of this theme park. It was circular. It took me back to where I started. I thought to myself, 'good deeds in the past.'

Karma. Right.

I reached back to the place I had started. My brain threw these tantrums at me , ' As if it were a movie with an happy ending. Real mature, young Lady.' Since it was a Sunday there was a huge queue and my parents had just finished their ride and had exited from the roller coaster arena.

"What did you do when we were waiting in the queue?"

"Oh. Nothing just waited in the kids' corner. How was it?"

I had learnt to lie to my parents and to myself from an early age.

There will always be what ifs in my head but somehow whatever happens , happens for a reason. The reason doesn't have to be some Charles bukowski quote where you find artificial solace in those big profound words but can be as subtle as , 'have patience you selfish little bitch.'

P.s: I still imagine myself caught up in human trafficking if that were my life choice. Thankyou , architect of the theme park. I guess.