2) Being a Cadaver

My life has been similar to the life of that cadaver which lies on our anatomy dissection table on which we do the experimentation and learn the art of dissection.

Being purposely imaginative I feel that the cadaver that lies on that table would have been an enthusiastic child some day just like me .being born in a good family and grown up just like any other child being nourished, if not over nourished which is the case with me, pre nursery school where u learn nothing but the art to sleep quietly , then the time when u start to see the world and then when u start to see the real world i.e. u feel the world , friends who say we will be always together in good and bad times but never notice that each time they say this ‘good and bad thing” good always comes earlier then bad ,purposely asking u to understand what they actually mean, which u obviously let go unnoticed not because u want to ignore but coz you yourself say the same .starting a new relation with your friends and start forgetting the older ones which once started forms a habit deep within u and this time too u let go unnoticed for the same reasons as descried just above.