AKSHA Ka Lakshya

Is it the omniscient being, God?

Hussh! Finally, this cursed life will come to an end.

I've done my best, but in the end it looks like I'm not cut out for this world filled with hatred.

I can't stand this pain anymore!

It was hard to bear, and even God wouldn't have the right to condemn this decision of mine.

Atlas. I will be able to get rid of this monsters who are disguised as humans.

I no longer have to smile on the outside and cry on the inside. Today is the day I can let my emotions run wild.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! It hurt my soul every second, no matter how much it hurt, this damn society wouldn't let me cry because they said I was a man and real men never cry. (Tears are running down)

But why? I want to ask everyone, don't men have feelings too?

I don't care what you think, I'm bursting into tears right now and for the first time in my fucking life I feel elated.
(As he cried so whole heartedly after so long, the tears coming from his eyes were more valuable for him than the pearls that comes from oyster. One would assume that the stars from the sky are coming to this cursed cage of disguised monsters.)

I thought me and my feelings had died a long time ago, but it seems that there are still some traces left, and now I'm going to make sure that not a single trace of them remains.

Husshh! (sighs in relief), crying made me feel alive again after a long time. I will make sure that this memory is burned into my brain so that in my next life I will remember that my past life was not in vain.

I'll make sure that I finish this today!
(As he shouted these words alone on the terrace of a 15-storey building, the echo of the words could be heard all around. When he said those words on the roof, the pitch and sound of those words were loud, it was like a mute person speaking for the first time, like a newborn child crying after being born, the voice was majestic, like a king addressing his people. Now it is another thing that all the king's people were asleep, and the king alone shone like a star in the sky.

In his ragged clothes, with the many stitches in his trousers, the torn shirt, the dirty shoes, the unruly hair, and the sleepless eyes, he may not have looked like a star, but his face shone more than a star. The smile on his face was like that of a starving child who has been given a piece of bread. In the silence of the night, his words dominated the sky. For this one moment, he wanted to enjoy the beauty of this night that so many people hate. They don't know how beautiful it is when the earth shines in the moonlight, it's healing, it makes them feel calm. The streets are usually full of monsters during the day, but at night it seems as if God is destroying the monsters by putting them to sleep.

As he stands on the roof, the darkness envelops him like a heavy cloak, and he stands alone on the top of this 15-storey monolith,
Above him, the velvet sky stretches endlessly, a vast canvas studded with diamonds - each star a distant promise. Their brilliance pierces the obsidian expanse, and he wonders if they are watching over me, mere mortal that he was.
He leans against the cold concrete, his fingers tracing the rough surface. The city breathes, even in its silence. A distant siren wails - a lone wolf echoing through the canyons of steel and glass. But it fades, swallowed by the vastness of the night.
The dazzling lights continue their dance, and he squints against their brilliance. They blur into streaks, like comet tails, as if urging him to leap into the abyss. But he remains rooted, his toes brushing the edge of the roof).

Well, it's high time I introduced myself, my first name is Amit, taken from the 108 names of Lord Ganesha, and I just want to forget my family name.

I don't want to remember my shitty parents right now. They were the first to introduce me to the world of trauma and depression. I don't want to go any further recalling them or I'll end up in hell because I took their name before I died.