Hi, its approximately 8.45 pm by my watch. What’s the time by yours? I am at office. People are working around me. They are playing with their thoughts. But I guess I am the only one writing about mine.
My eyes are aching. They are watery and red. Staring at the monitor for hours has perhaps taken its toll. There is a dull pain in the middle of my forehead. Wish someone would just put a hand on my brow while I close my eyes and think about nothing. But in this world, which is so modern, people would rather take you to a discotheque. It’s strange, the addiction to a life which is contrived.
Life comes in packages. There can be no permutation or combination. I am waiting for a particular package. ‘A long road that would stretch to the horizon. A big bike. A bottle of booze. And the azure blue sky.’
Discotheques are boring. I want the wind on my face. My own personal vacation.
But if you want, you can join me.
My eyes are aching. They are watery and red. Staring at the monitor for hours has perhaps taken its toll. There is a dull pain in the middle of my forehead. Wish someone would just put a hand on my brow while I close my eyes and think about nothing. But in this world, which is so modern, people would rather take you to a discotheque. It’s strange, the addiction to a life which is contrived.
Life comes in packages. There can be no permutation or combination. I am waiting for a particular package. ‘A long road that would stretch to the horizon. A big bike. A bottle of booze. And the azure blue sky.’
Discotheques are boring. I want the wind on my face. My own personal vacation.
But if you want, you can join me.
2 comments:
Nice Idea. Even I want 2 go....may be never 2 return. I want to flee but then, only losers do so...I am not one. I don't know what to coin it and how to do it but I'm interested, if you get a bike, some booze and not interested in taking a girl, then you've a willing partner.
Confusion was once my state of mind...now its a part of me...
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