God was Murdered

My name is Rohan Bhatia – It is of no consequence, so forget about it. But the story I’ve for you may hold importance but I’ll leave that for you to decide. 27th May 2006, I was self-diagnosed to be suffering from the disease called – Lifesuck-sigytis. Yeah! At 1 st instance it may strike odd but it isn’t. It’s common as common cold, big chunk of us mortals suffer from it at some juncture of our lives. We just don’t have the knowledge of the fact that – We do. To my horror, I was in the last stage of this tormenting ailment. Anything that could possibly go wrong in a human being’s life - Had. For instance – bloodsucking job, broken engagement (she remains my inspiration), dysfunctional family, I had no talent & my future was a sinking ship. In common terms – I was good for nothing or plain dumbass (although I am still a dumbass) Garbage was worth more than me, everyone had dismissed me, I was a fiasco - there wasn’t any hope left. What was I living for anymore