Loneliness is back. The sleepless nights are back. Dreams are back. The agony is back. Life has completed a circle over the last few years. Here I stand again in the same dilemma, in the situation that deprives me of my will-power ; yet I remain content knowing the strength of my feelings. I want to get away from u but u will chase me to the end of this world. I want to pursue you till I run out of breath but u put on the Cloak of Invisibility. I want to stay where I am, to dream on and on. U won`t let me do that either.
U make me weak but what does that do to my power of imagination? Every time u enter me, u think u leave with a trace of wound. But when that wound heals, it turns a sweet memory. U think I will live in memories for ever. People live on food, air, friends, hypocrisy. I have these memories to add to that list. U laugh at me that these memories will never materialize. I say it depends on which side of 12hrs do I sleep per day. It is on these memories I shall thrive.
hmmmph….enough of all this..nothing to do with leaving IIIT..dont know what has come over me these days..feeling like Antonio at the start. Coming to the happenings here, it has been a decent sem till now..would have been far better if I had not lost my id card. I love myself for having a no-senti feeling towards IIIT.And I hope this never-miss-postpone attitude of IIIT will leave me soon, atleast for once in the coming week..should be ideally playing a lot of tt n cards these days but not all days are alike ( more related to Not all gals are alike)..donno how many times I will say so..guess this is the 2nd time(u can assume I m gud at counting for the final time)
Gone are the days when I found myself in the mirror
Gone are the days when I would lie down after the sunrise
Here comes the moment where life has become a dream
the moment where everything except it ceases to exist
P.S.1.Lost most of my skills
P.S.2.Have my IIMB interview on this 24th and I wish not to think about it
P.S.3.This post should be one of my most abstract posts
P.S.4.Online antakshari rocks (especially wid gals)
Abyss of erudition 