Random Post from a Random Country

Since, life has been, random,
Shouldn't this post also be,
Random?

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Since, the weather has been, random,
I believe that life does have a reason to act this way. But, okay. everything is okay, na? They say, everything gets okay in due time. heh. Unbelievable.

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And belief, is, random.

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I never knew what my decisions were based on. Sometimes impulse, sometimes desire, sometimes grief. Mostly, un-settlement with the soul? Does that put things in perspective? Kolkata has been the centre of me, something, which like most other things, I have failed to preserve. But, that is not wrong at all. No it isn't.

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I have been killed, by stereotypes. Stereotypes took their turn on me, possibly for my hatred towards them. That might not be so random.

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The mercury's been dipping 20 below zero. Not random.

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'Is that a mature enough thing to say/do?' well. Fuck you! Doesn't matter. Doesn't matter to me, because what matters to the rest plays no part in my happiness.

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No one is indispensible. Not even me. Not random.