Slowly as my fancy became a dream, I sat and watched it sink along with the great orange ball at sunset. The strong sudden longing to do what is right, degeneration of the difference between a smile and joy, along with confused inaudible words from my heart cause a mixture that is painfully bitter.
My heart is actually doing a kind of loud whispering thing, which makes me wanna strangle it. And for the best of what the situation is... My conscience has finally kicked in 23 years later! And I kid you not, its so pissing off!
You only reach this point once in your life. And I have no fear of sounding childish when I say that maturity is a new concept to me. Maturity... hmmm... has an odd ring to it. It even sounds OLD. After years of bitching about what I would do when I grew up.... Im finally here. And now I dont want nothing to do with it!
2 comments:
time to dream a new dream eh...
After years of bitching about what I would do when I grew up.... Im finally here. And now I dont want nothing to do with it!
lol ! made me ponder for a lotta minutes, isnt this the situation with most of us youngsters ?
We want to be this, we want to be that, and when we are ! its just like 'ok whatever, now what' ? :P
Well 'apna sapna money money' is something which is a practical choice keeping aside a lotta things
Totally loved the post !
Cheers
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