"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
