The Trivia of a Dead Skin

Not long ago it came as a replacement, “you will be stronger”, mistaking numbness with yet another adjective. The master of all crime keeps on sending wrong messages via electric waves which works faster than Google may be not as inaccurate but still enough to let it believe of his longevity.
“Yep, I will try to but please save me from heat”, pity…lying on the floor dead, he never understood it was supposed to be a body in a place where microwave oven is as extinct as common sense. It felt the lack of warmth for the first time, another irony.
He felt cheated and thought this was a conspiracy, the master thinks of “blood, toil and tear” as a romanticism but we are the one who feel the pain. “Why can’t they let us live in peace?” remembering the frequent Goosebumps the master perpetrated, “one’s happiness is other’s misery”. Death and for that matter grief makes Shakespeare out of anybody, at least that is what it thinks. May be wrong coz it has just started thinking ,owing to his disassociation with the master, which is not in vogue since the internet came.
It remembers the most beautiful feeling it had when after being struck by a ball, which at first caused an instant pain was followed by a sense of nothing…numbness they say, nonsense the reader might think of this post in its entirety, “are we on cocaine?” asked to the adjoining one, who had felt it before and was saved by cheap generic medicine of India, “No it isn’t…pray to God”
“Rubbish”, it was a prey to his ignorance rather; “This feels so good” .Unfortunately the neighbor died just like him, ignorance is contagious or may be fate of similar. The days that followed were bliss, with no electric signals coming, but lotions…”I hate it, they suffocate”. A constant sufferer of all sorts of feeling made a cynic out of it. The days passed by and the inevitable struck.” Bye, Bye I am a newbie here, you gotta go bro...” said the replacement.
“Look at the way it speaks, the class is gone”, lamented at his death bed. Remembering all that has passed by, the death for him is no beginning coz it doesn’t belong to Hollywood. “It was wonderful being there” said in his gentlemanly tone and started waiting for the bacteria to feast.