I'm so scared about the future and I wanna talk to you..

 

"I am not grey I am just a darker shade of white."

When I look back at life, I realize how much things have changed from school to college to work....

 things I never wanted to change, 

things I always wanted to change

  

Pandora box had so much...

And since I am turning into a loner, so there is this need arises...

The need to talk. 

This need to talk always gets to you, doesn't it?

 Today I was walking back from after dinner walk and I wanted to talk. 

I was this close to turning around and asking a total stranger to stop and talk to me. 

I want to do that.

 Like someone of you would want to free fall into the ocean, I want to talk my heart out to a complete stranger.

 

Someone who doesn't know me and will never know me. 

Someone who has no scope of judging me by my words. 

I got no issues.

As there is something eating me up from inside and all that jazz.

 And I'm cool enough to have love-life-issues.

 And...

 Yet, there are so many things I'd like to talk about. 

So many people. 

Simply talk. 

I'm not sure if I'll ever get to doing this, but today it hit me. 

Why can't I simply stop a total stranger and talk?

 Wouldn't that be an excellent way of meeting someone who might turn out to be a pack of sugar in a boring lecture?

Would you talk if a person like me came around? Or would you simply panic and run? Do not say a yes only to sound cool.

I wonder what I'm made of sometimes. The answer is simple. Matter.

Title Courtesy: 'Talk' by Coldplay 

Undecided

"When you try your best, but you don't succeed When you get what you want, but not what you need When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep... Stuck in reverseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (...)"

I'v been singing that out loud in my head ever since this unkind morning started. (Due credit should be give: Fix You, Coldplay)

I do not feel too good today. I want to write. But there's this huge difference between wanting to write and being able to write. It's one of 'those' days where I write and I delete. Like convincing my alter ego that yes! it has been published and you have spoken the uneasiness out.       

Very argh.

And while I was having a lovely time at work, my social life seemed to have coiled itself up into a ball of complications and the ball seems to be speeding downhill and I got no time at all. No. I'm not the kinds who'll go running behind it screaming frantically. I'm sitting at the top of the hill. Staring at everything below me. Picking at blades of grass.




I have become very judgmental and I hate this thing about me... but can't help.In all possibilities I love my work.Sunday seems such a waste with no friends around.
  
I do not like people around here anymore. I just do not like them in general.I have a bunch of people I like and..........

  I want to be left alone on a planet with them.

 I just don't like the rest of the people anymore.

Renaissance.

Disaster happened few months back when some creep son of a bitch hacked all my email accounts and deleted my blogs.. yes my 3year old blog. I just didn't know what to do, I was so so pissed off, I feel like beating the shit out of that person I mean WTF is this, how the hell anybody can do this.But somehow I mustered my feelings and thought this time too will pass away...

So it did.

And as they say

 "however long the night is dawn will break", 

so here comes the dawn.

I am here to stay and I am such a chilled out soul now, that I think 

EVERYONE NEEDS TO CHILL THE FUCK OUT IN LIFE AND STOP TRYING TO PROVE A POINT, MAN. Chill the fuck out.


Khalil Gibran said:Death is more universal than life,because everyone dies but not all is given the chance to live.


Since I have been given a chance to live so, I will live it to the fullest,come what may. I am such a chilled out soul these days.Nobody can stop me from saying..

 La vita e'bella.