The Canadian seems to infuse in me such a blatant disregard for my schedules and deadlines. So here it is late again!!!
First of all damn you all!!! You have made it impossible to cherish life even in this heaven like abode. Too often I would find myself wrestling with the idea of shunning it altogether and head back. Back to those torn down hostel rooms where life was so damn uncomplicated, where the only target was to trickle from one place to another without the rush and especially where each turn gave a thousand reasons to giggle, go out rolling on the floor.
As they say don’t get too happy and too clingy for it may end, and it did. Few escape this tap dance called life and we mere mortals were no exception, the excuse “I’m a miserable dancer” doesn’t works at all. And now no matter how much I flip through those loads of pictures of those smiling faces and how hard I may try to ransack the memory closet for something to ease away with the melancholy feelings, but nothing seems to work.
Maybe someday I will be able to explain how it was not a narcissistic pursuit of seemingly impossible dreams which made me choose this all, maybe I would be able to reason some years from now but for now LET IT COME!!!
P.S.- I hope now that the silence is broken I think I will cackle a bit more frequently. Keep checking.
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Tushar Sharma
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