In a world where you find hardly anything that can be called original, writing about a "new" topic is like an ultimate challenge. Fantasy is too popular, you have too many competitors contending to be the best, non-fiction is too tough, and reading about today's issues mixed with a bit of some one's interpretation of a situation or event can sometimes be intellectually controversial and boring. Therefore, since both these extremes are too much, I've decided to write an account of a personal experience. This piece is neither easy for me to write due to my dire incapability of jotting down my emotions and neither is it exciting or funny, thus probably not living up to the "high" standards of readers these days. Not long ago, I was caught while performing a highly un-admirable task. Cheating. I was caught cheating. A highly consequential act with a lot of drawbacks, a ratio of maybe 1: 7845983456938 as per the pros and cons, I did it because I had to. No, no one had held a gun to my head, but a test without cheating was incomplete for me. Cheating had become a part of my daily life, and I hadn't even realised it. It was actually kind of the same thing as smoking, (which ironically, I am completely against.) You are introduced by a friend to these deadly bitch of an influenc-er and are addicted to it before you know it. To defend my act, I might say that smoking kills and cheating doesn't, without ever really thinking about what exactly it is that I'm saying. Cheating represents a lot of other stuff, stealing, heisting, lying included. If you look at a larger picture, cheating does get you killed; first cheat in a test, you don't get caught, you do it again, you still don't get caught, now you're becoming good at it, and by some miraculous way you graduate high school without ever being termed a cheater. Now you enter the real world, where money is your goal and you'll do anything to achieve it. Your skill as a cheater will now come of use, like a sneaky poker player with an un-readable poker face, you will navigate your way through a big investor's mind and get your $10,000,000,000. And THEN, you will get caught. Unlike the occasionally slack invigilators in an exam, the police and fraud detectors aren't like that. They will catch you and instead of 0 you will get a good number; of months in jail. And that kills you. Not directly, but it does.
Moral of this highly obstructive tale: If you want to cheat really, really badly, hope to the heavens that you get caught in school. Otherwise, I don't think even He can help you.
And to the one and only person who I can be rest assured is reading this, I won't come on the headlines of a newspaper for making an ass out of my life. I'm as sure of that as me not getting a Blackberry this week. (It's depressing that I have to bet on that.)
Love,
A.
Nobody ever said that life is full of easy choices, but it is full of easy lessons, looks like someone just chose to listen to one such lesson.
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