In an unscrupulous world, where the shameful are castigated and the shameless are exalted, shame is the last thing that a person can feel proud of. More often than not, failure is a prelude to success, but the Shameless is so daunted by the fear of failure that he is willing to resort to any means to ward off the possibility of a failure. In his deceitful efforts to actuate a situation of success, he can easily stoop lower than the most wretched of the creatures and in the process become the most heinous species of the despicable lot. The Shameless is a random anomaly that cripples a system with his malice and endless opportunism, thereby completely rendering it order less. The Shameless has a soul that’s tainted by his own sins, which he commits at a rate faster than his heartbeat. A victory that’s earned at the cost of scrupulous virtues is nothing more than a Pyrrhic Victory – A victory won at too great a cost to have been worthwhile for the victor. Success earned at the expense of others is ain’t no victory and is worse than a defeat most shameful, but that’s what the Shameless find impossible to decipher. There’s always a thin line that separates virtue from vice and when one crosses it on several occasions it ceases to exist. That’s precisely what the Shameless excels in! Adorning a heinous clad of shamelessness he walks down the boulevard of others’ broken dreams, which he shatters mercilessly on his way to earning the PSEUDO-GLORY. The Shameless is a paragon of desperation and often wears a mask of virtue behind which his fiendish personality proliferates. They say that it is the end that defines the means, but the Shameless toys with the means to tie his loose ends so frequently that no one can tell the means from the end, for it all becomes a part of a complex mismash that only he and his likes can fathom. With a sense of ridiculous ease, he wipes out his hapless victims who often find it difficult to identify the perpetrator. Amidst the pervasive darkness what goes through the mind of the Shameful is too loud to be ignored. He is forced to ask himself the following:
To be or not to be that is the question:
Whether it is nobler to go down with pride,
Or to settle for a pitiful existence
Is it bravery to keep on fighting a lost battle?
Or is it desperation to eke out a pittance
What of the efforts that go in vain?
Where the opportunistic trouble-makers are ever victorious
And those worthy are robbed of the glory
Where the undeserving bask in the sun,
And the righteous are treated with contempt
If the end result is always a painful failure,
Then ain't it futile to keep on trying
When dealing with the unworthy and the ungrateful:
Whether one should quietly suffer the torments of ill fate,
Or one should fight for when the outcome is a certain destruction
To fail to try or try to fail that is the question?
