Okkk i again took a long break ( as if anybody cares) that i guess was due to the transition between a T shirt wearing ( i actually pittied people who wore shirts in college), roudy laughing and big mouthed college going mammoth to a person who has to wear most bulky outfit that can be put on a man ie FFormal ( 2 Fs are intentional), ironed trousers and formal shoes to go with all that ( ewwwww that feels uncle g types) but trust me u will like that change (actually chicks like well dressed males attributed to their hollow mind and shallow vision:P. Last time i felt like writing i was in luxury of my hostel room having all sorts of crazy fun and life seemed to be a piece of cake.I was least bothered about my BTP and a missed shot at basketball court or a long shot at badminton court caused more headlines than the ones i got wen i was being tortured during BTP presentaion ( you have to pay for ur sins in this world only :( there is nothing called judgement day) and now i am here sitting on my bed or floor ( both are one and the same thing) trying to find a life out of some old passion.
Life has changed upside down. I never thought i would be working my ass out in office and i always dreamt of a sports career knowing thats never going to happen but thats what is life all about, cherishing dreams and hope that universe will turn upside down just for u. All said and dreamt, life took a rather expected turn and i joined typical league of working men.The transtion from a jolly college lad to a new industry joinee continued and after starting feeling good about wearing formals i had to curb my distinguishing talent ie laughing hell out of even a stone aged joke or not even a joke at all. I'll tell u a incident wen everybody in my department came to know about my this talent.
A senior lady who sits at my floor left her cellphone on the desk and it rang suddenly ( well all cellphones dont give a mesage that they r going to ring before cathing u offguard) and it had some dance like ring tone. It rang and went off, then it again rang and again went off and then it again rang but this time a girl (aditi) picked it up and a collegue (rahul mathur) told to aditi "is ko khidki se bahar phek de.. hum bol denge ki phone dance karta karta bahar gir gaya" now i knoe that u will say that it wasnt a joke at all but i laughed like hell and my treasured talent was out. Slowly i learned to not shot that talent too much nd now this talent comes out as a smile and short lived laugh some times ( not any 1 hour sessions anymore) and i am okk with that becoz i still have those one hour session wen i am with frnds and not in office.
During college i always thaought that i can always manage sports time but sadly now my sense of sports is just a early morning jog and that just does my fitness regimen that was just a tiny part of my fitness and sports during college.
I know most of u must be getting an impression after rading all this that i am running out of life or i am one of those frustrated people who have ran out of life .But trust me i am not because if life has tought me something its that u shud always except change with open arms and i have done that and i am dead sure that i will not lose any of the friends or the characteristics that define me i have made all this time.and neways I AM LIFE IN MYSELF... so how can i run out of myself.Just few lines to close it all
If I lift my head
From the bed of stars, the ocean wide
If I call your name out
Would you carry me on inside
If I close my eyes
Let me put my faith in the whole design
Could you raise your voice up
Feeling that hope
Together with mine, yeah
But I'm on my way
Yes I'm on my way
I said I'm on my way
Yeah
But I'm on my way
If I'm on my way now
I'm better for it all cause I'm moving on
And whether they might say
After all you can see
Yeah you can see
I'm gone
But I'm on my way
Yes I'm on my way
Said I'm on my way, yeah
Said I'm on my way,
I'll never find my way back here from anywhere
I'll never find my way back here from anywhere
(I'll never find my way back here from anywhere
I'll never find my way back here from anywhere
But I'm on my way
I said I'm on my way
Yes I'm on my way
(I'm on my way)
Said I'm on my way
(Yes I'm on my way)
I'm on my way
Said I'm on my way)
Yeah
But I'm on my way
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4 comments:
I can imagine the scene when you laughed the hell out of yourself on that dance ring tone. I hope you would be the same always, you don't have to curb your extinct, you can go the wash room and laugh like nothing :).
But yeah.. YOU ARE ON THE WAY!
Hey Sabu, Rat is right whenever u feel like blasting laugh just go to wash room and flush out ur emotions....but don't stop laughing this is the best quality u have
aur haan.......sorry to say u, like always ur poem is again boring, neither i could read it nor could understand it :P
When is the next blog coming up? M waiting..
next blog when i get fine... :), nice to know atleast someone s waiting..
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