The Conspiracy

A long dark lonely road lay ahead, waiting to be trampled underfoot by me, perhaps in the hope that the touch of my fet would give it a companionship that would cure it of its loneliness. Foolishly, it laid itself bare before my eyes, tempting me to begin a journey that would complement its own purposeless existence by sucking on some bits of mine. Even an alluring mirage sat at a distance (was even the moonlight scheming along?) showing me a path that was yet unexplored and led to an unknown nowhere. But I wasn’t so stupid. I wasn’t going to leave my own oft-trodden paths that led to known-nowheres. I wouldn’t let my compassion overpower my sensibility and lead me into a journey to where-no-man-has-gone-before only because I thought that it was a nice-boys’ thing to cure a lonely road of its solitude in life. Especially when I had no assurance it would cure me of the loneliness in my life. Better safe than sorry, I thought, and swore my loyalty to my established spiral-roads of life. I’m a strong person; I wasn’t going to give in to fals hopes and temptations of an unreliable better future. Who knows….there could have been a dead end just a few miles ahead, or worse still, I could have been trapped in a swamp with nobody else and no chance to return. I wasn’t stupid enough to take that huge a risk. In fact I was smart, for I saw the tiny thorns and pebbles that the gleaming inviting path had been wearing. Sure enough, my feet were already blistered, but who knows, there could have been land mines there?!?!

I asked the path, trying to sell itself to me like a salesman “Where do you go?”
“Wherever you want to take me!” was the absurd reply.
Clever, huh! Trying to blind me into a deal?
“Where are you going now?” I was asked again.
“I don’t know, but everyone goes this way. Therefore, it’d for sure leave somewhere!”
“Come to me, and everyone would follow. You just be the first…”

And then, I saw it. The scheming spark of wickedness in its eye!!!(or was it just the sparkle of a hopeful promise?)

I wasn’t a moron. I refused and refuted all temptations, and here I am, safe and crawling amidst a crowd of equally fatigued legs that don’t know why they are moving, and where to. At least I’m not the only one. At least I’m not alone.

And this was how I avoided a well-planned conspiracy. Not too well-disguised though, I must add!

I don’t know why she says I managed to avoid an ill-disguised opportunity instead.
Women!!!! Sigh….