was drivng to work today...was drivng past the highway...there were small kids flying kites...felt like sitting and seeing them fly..play...
roobaro from rang de basanti was playing ...a tired smile came on my lips..looking for traces of happiness in other people..not wanting to look in..
im tired of hiding and running away from my problems...
stand up he said..it stung me.."taunts of naaive friend stung me like acid"
what had gone wrong?what had changed?
i used to think i will always stand up for what is right...and i was quite and silent..
there were voices inside me that i dint wanna hear ...nice word "denial"...a mock laugh also comes to my face.
the only one who will understand wat i have written here is Ganko...he does know my silences my words..thoughts in my mind..its scary at times...
yesterday was a nice presentation of how i was a wrong person..been thinking all along..i have hurt you enough..
at the crossroads a path will be taken..dont mistake me ever..im still the one...
roobaro from rang de basanti was playing ...a tired smile came on my lips..looking for traces of happiness in other people..not wanting to look in..
im tired of hiding and running away from my problems...
stand up he said..it stung me.."taunts of naaive friend stung me like acid"
what had gone wrong?what had changed?
i used to think i will always stand up for what is right...and i was quite and silent..
there were voices inside me that i dint wanna hear ...nice word "denial"...a mock laugh also comes to my face.
the only one who will understand wat i have written here is Ganko...he does know my silences my words..thoughts in my mind..its scary at times...
yesterday was a nice presentation of how i was a wrong person..been thinking all along..i have hurt you enough..
at the crossroads a path will be taken..dont mistake me ever..im still the one...
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