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A life so far...

 

Walking on the same path years on… stumbling on the similar rocks each time… Seeing hundreds of people all around… never finding someone next time…

Doing same thing every day… dreaming same dreams in every possible way… hoping similar desire on the path while walking on the wire…

All through life… numbers are what we have lived on… All through life numbers are what we are living on… from counting scores to expenses to days to life…

Enough now… to all dear worldly gentlemen… who never ran out of judgements years after years… to declare to live simply… Having those chocolates… licking those candies… tossing those toffees into mouth thinking no one was watching… Making the best… beautiful… comfortable house from the stolen bricks for my tommy…   

Not in a rush to get that next train… Not in hurry to be on time somewhere at the same place… Wanna sleep some more and to be in my dreams but, why this reality unwantedly screams…?

Not being lack of ambition… but realizing… that my dreams are what I have done myself… similar, to what you have done to me…

Years of heaping burden that pilled on me… thrown by everyone in the name of responsibilities… now who is responsible for those ruined days… what if I had died the next day when life was declared and lived based on career and not on reality…  

Now it's not for you all who have become doomed, out of those pseudo reality which was created in thoughts of someone to steal your present… everything is now nothing is next… life is now… live it here…

So ill sing my way through home… ill dance in the rain… ill smoke on the darkest night with blinded lights in the empty streets… ill drink lying in the pool yet, being on the roof tops with the moon… ill cry remembering our every meet… because for me nothing is vain…

Let me be me… and I don’t ask for permission… but an order not willing to lose self to gain someone or something… just being with me I too have everything…    

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