Ignorance Bliss Novels & Stories

Kenny, Caroline, and Tommy looked at Nora in disbelief. "Nora, it really was you..." At the same time, Theodore appeared on the big screen. He entered the room I was in and patted my head in relief. "I thought you were really going to fall for her trick. Looks like you're not that stupid after all." I said confidently, "I'm a little slow and can be a bit oblivious, but I'm not stupid." He smiled. "So, you do know you're oblivious, huh?"

____Foolishness can't be justified with Innocence, Innocence, a virtue of soul while foolishness, an attribute of lack of capability to justify the actions with logical reasoning while subsiding the sea of emotions____ 'Sire, we're here!', the loud honking pried her gaze away, sweeping it across the fleet of sumptuous vessels, lined up along the shore. The waves dappled with sunrays peeking through the thick birches. He rolled out silently, walking over the edge of the lake where other affluent identities were already gathered for excursion, busy in chit-chatting with the queen mother and other royal personalities.

The term ignorance is bliss never sounded sweeter. I welcomed the tinge of guilt in my chest as I thought about Shane. It was better than the pain, the agony that wracked my body right now. What about Shane? Did he not matter? Did his feelings mean nothing? Hadn’t he gone through enough already? In the past and in the present.

That was another thing that had changed about me, I had become cynical. My outlook on the world had changed. Earlier, everything seemed perfect in the Moonmist Pack. But now, It was as if a veil had been lifted from my eyes. I could sense the insincerity in words, see the micro-expressions of distaste behind flattery, feel the sting of omnipresent discrimination, and everpresent the craze for power. I don’t know if this was good or bad. Previously, I led a carefree life despite the overbearing façade. Now, I just couldn’t feel the peace and joy; even though people treated me a hundred times better. Like they say ‘Ignorance is bliss.’

They were mere pawns in my grand scheme, and their ignorance only served to fuel my amusement. The truth was hidden behind my enigmatic gaze, a secret that only I held. They saw a ruler who lavished them with gifts and kindness, a leader who brought prosperity to their lives. But beneath the surface, I was the puppet master, manipulating their perceptions, orchestrating their lives to suit my own desires. As the whispers trailed in my wake, I reveled in their ignorance. They did not know the lengths to which I would go to maintain my control. They could not fathom the darkness that lay within my heart, the depths of my hunger for power and dominance.

If I was going to die, then this stew was my choice of death. "Just guess the first thing that pops into your head." "I've never been good at games." "Well, that's because you have all the bad Karma, but that's another story." "What?" My head pounded. Oh my god, why couldn't he just be straight with me? "Come on, just guess a letter. This isn't luck this time. You know this." "What!" "Do it. Just guess a random letter. Whatever pops into your mind." I rolled my eyes. How absurd. "R."

He dealt with unexpected situations all the time. I could, however, sense the unease around the room as everyone around us who was not quite of our world tried to find anything else to do rather than listen in on our conversation anymore. Seems they've been trained well. Information in our world is power but it is also the number one cause for most killings. Ignorance really is bliss and I envied those born away from the underworld, those who had the option of living their lives without any sort of obligation and with that coveted Ignorance.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. We walked in silence for the last stretch of road, my inner dialogue calling myself every kind of idiotic for asking that. I already knew that Misty would’ve used that chance to get what she wanted, but now I had it confirmed. Whoever first coined the phrase, ignorance is bliss, had it right. I had to fight back tears yet again, trying not to think about it.

It's like a knot in a ball of yarn, too tight to undo, leaving the only option to cut it away completely. Would it be better if I never knew? Could I live with the peace that ignorance brings, or would the not knowing gnaw at me forever? There’s safety in not understanding, in pretending the world isn’t falling apart around me. But I know I'm lying to myself. I’m a coward. I take a deep swig from the liquor, the taste bitter on my tongue. It’s my tenth glass, maybe more—I lost count hours ago. My head spins as I stand, nearly collapsing under the weight of my own drunkenness. How the hell am I supposed to drive home like this?

YOU DON'T KNOW AND YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO EVER HOW IT FEELS. It kills you slowly and very painfully. You dint know how it feels when you see your self in the mirror. You dont know how it feels when you know you are Shame on the name of humanity. YOU FICKING DONT KNOW AAROHI VERMA AND WILL NEVER KNOW. Keep on praying to your blind god. He wont do anything. He never did for me too and wont do anything for you also. But if you he punishes me , then believe me love, I am more then willing to take it.