We’re flawed, because we want so much more. We’re ruined, because we get these things, and wish for what we had
To say that i am doing well in life would be rather inappropriate. Sub-consciously, we knew that our paths were going to diverge, but i don’t know whether we chose to ignore that appalling thought or did we treat that upcoming time as means to an end.
To tell you the truth, even i don’t know where i am right now. Twelve hours of work and I still can’t sleep. Damn. Days go on and on. They don’t end. There’s no escape. Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time ,plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines. The time is gone, the song is over, thought I’d something more to say
Money, get away
Get a good job with more pay and you’re O.K.
Money, it’s a gas
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I’ll buy me a football team
Ever since class 10, i have been waiting for the moment when that iske baad bas aish hai phase of life knocks on my door. In pursuit of that knock from life, i have stopped sitting crossed legged at cafes. Pyjamas gave way to formals or jeans and green tea paved way for coffee or drinks. I laugh to those imbecilic Whatsapp Jokes or Facebook Memes. Occasionally, i even indulge in bullying someone or indulging in pointless debates on the social media. But none seems to stir my soul like they used to when you were around. There’s not a day goes by I don’t feel regret. I look back on the way I was then: a young, stupid kid . I want to talk to him, but I can’t. That kid’s long gone, and this old man is all that’s left. I got to live with that.
The truth is we made a deal with the devil and like Harry Angel, we seem to no memory of it.
किसे चाहिए था यह सब कुछ, मेरा तो सपना ही कुछ और था. किसी नदी का किनारा, नदी पे एक छोटा सा घर, घर के सामने हरे भरे लहराते खेत, नीला आसमान, और आसमान उड़ते रंग बिरंगे परिन्दे.
Even though our life is nothing short of 21st Century Shakespearean Tragedy, there is a glimmer of hope. Memories of our glorious past is something which even Lucifer cannot snatch from us, those days which we spent playing cricket or the days when we spent the whole time passing comments rather than watching the movie patiently at the theatre, thats something which shall stay with us till the end of lives. All these places have their moments
Hence i conclude with the following words by The Beatles : —
Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life, I love you more
In my life — I love you more