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A man was once coming back to his house from work, recollecting all the things that happened throughout the day, nothing unusual, just daily office politics, doing the same usual job, cracking the same old lame jokes with his colleagues barely for the sake of conversation getting bullied by his seniors, and of course cursed at, by his boss.

He reached his home, half-awake, the moment he opened his door, his children sprung upon him. Perhaps the only rare moment that made him happy, but he didn't show any reaction. The man was tired not only physically but mentally also. No vacation or psychologist could make this thing go away. One wonders if even psychologists are free from this, or like most people, they also are wearing a mask.

All sat to eat dinner, like, always he was not tasting the food but merely consuming it like a motorbike, a mechanized human being. The man went to sleep with his wife, looked at her for a minute. She was the same person he prayed for every day, every second. But now, she was just like any other individual, not that he didn't love her or grew tired of, or met someone special at the office, he still will fight against the whole world for her if needed. But currently, something was different, something odd, something missing. Now they did not use to talk as much as they used to before, not that they had a fight or were unhappy with their marriage. There was, always, this unusual, dreadful silence every time he started a small talk. Not wanting to get hurt again, he just stopped. It was, quite unbearable already. 

We don't have much really to talk about, no matter how hard we try to hold up a conversation. It is, quite inevitable that we never encounter this feeling. The earlier we encounter this feeling of immense loneliness, the better it is. People say, "ignorance is bliss". Looks like the people who have come upon this feeling or realization quite don't like it. And who in their sane mind would like, this utter feeling of loneliness and despair, the very thought of being lonely scares people. It devours the very being of the man from the inside. Perhaps in situations like this, death can be considered as mercy.

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In the present generation, the young ones have made being lonely a

 trend. And, businessmen are busy exploiting it by fuelling it, quite a sin. Superficially, everybody is trying to show that he is not affected by this dreadful loneliness. Quite a circus, but sadly here, everyone is a clown, not an audience. 

This feeling is everywhere when we are alone. Or when we are with a crowd of people, we have relationships with. And the act which people are putting up is not just hurting that single individual, but the whole society. Guy A sees Guy B's life and his suffering increases, not realizing that Guy A, is living a life of lies. One should not get intimidated by a tree that stands tall but is hollow from inside. 

One might have a life partner, parents, friends, children and all, but still, deep inside, this very thing is corrupting people so much, and people, instead of facing it, run away from it. They will pick up a new hobby. Or will talk to new people, taking up a new hobby might make us good at something, but what after that? New relationships don't take much time to become the same as old ones. Now what? Continue the whole cycle again, just to meet the same fate?

What shall be done to throw this loneliness which always makes our day dull, makes our daily lives miserable and empty? For this is becoming insufferable, we don't want this thing in our lives, yet it still is always there and we seem to have no control over it. Having no energy to counter this loneliness, we cling to someone or something then we call them the love of our life, do we see how sad it is? Clinging on to someone for our own needs, not having an actual relationship with them, but living like a parasite. But then again the loneliness doesn't go away, it comes back with much greater force. Then either people get consumed by this or continue their parasitic lifestyle, just hoping it all ends by itself.

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