Insanity

She laughs uncontrollably and maniacally. The people around her exchange concerned looks with each other. She laughs at them for thinking she has gone insane while deep inside she knows she has just turned more sane than ever.

She knows most of them will not understand her because they belong to the same society she laughs at. Yes, she laughs at the society that tries to confine love in the rusted chains of the ruthless rules they set themselves, just as she has read in one of her favorite books- the rules that define who should be loved and how and how much. She laughs at the society that judges her on the basis of her material wealth and birthplace.

But more than that, she laughs at all those submissive and spineless weaklings who surreptitiously conceal their own inabilities and unwillingness with their fake sincerity to conform to the rules and those who conveniently blame the rules of society to come clean to- ironically, the same society.

She doesn't forget to laugh at herself for thinking the world will be fair to her because she is honest. She laughs at everything she ever hoped for and everything she ever had faith in. She laughs at her own sharp memory that everyone admires. 'Bullshit!' she loudly blurts out, remembering things she had been promised and laughs. The people around her squirm in their seats uncomfortably. That only makes her laugh more.

Then she laughs at anyone who explains her how much they love her. She thinks they belong to the same world that changes its colors faster than a chameleon does. She laughs at them until they cry and then she continues laughing at their tears that seem remotely familiar to her. They fail to move her. To her, tears are the signs of weakness she detests now. She tells them she is unreachable. She wonders if she has lost her tenderness- but what good is the tenderness if it only makes her weak!

She laughs at the people who claim to love her and fail to understand that she is with the very person who loves her the most. She is with herself. She is like the sun. She lightens up everyone's day but approaching her is hazardous. She burns everyone who comes in her vicinity, everyone who wants to touch her heart that she keeps inside the guarding walls now...

She laughs so much that her jaw hurts. She laughs so much that she ends up crying. Still, she is not insane.