surprise.

Life can be full of surprises. One will eat (without the slightest reservation) everything this crappy world will give, starting from the government, to the media, up to the least plebeian you can find in this godforsaken place. I'm not being pessimistic in a strictest sense but I am just fed up by endless commotion in media and rantings from those politicians. They flaunt their stench and putrid scheming resumes and platforms, and sometime later lurks in the deepest cove of their seats feeding their selfish ids.

Not only that, the endless publicity of the celebrities and how they endlessly lick the plethora of fame and media debauchery. I love fame. But not as much as this. Picture this, Lady Gaga collapsing because of overwork. Or is it?

Look around you, while the people up there taste the phenomenal clicks of the camera, the paupery of men bask themselves under the sun of hopelessness, worthy to be called "despaired hopefuls".While the stars engrossed themselves with Oscars and Emmys, the despondent souls frowned in their own limelights.

Surprising? I call it paradox.