दोन प्रकारची माणसं शांत झोपतात. एक ज्यांना स्वप्नच पडत नाहीत अन एक ज्यांची स्वप्नं पूर्ण होतात. माझ्यासारखे काही अर्धवट झोपेत, उठ्ल्या क्षणाला रागात जागे होत, स्वप्नांची भुतं मानगुटीवर नेतात. कधी वाटतं स्वप्नांना आयुष्य आहे. कधी वाटतं आयुष्य हेच स्वप्न आहे! जाग यावी,निसटून जावं.

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Gone wid da..ehh...ff !

They all look so identical…

How could she…we are just 23…so what if he is settled…nope not till I am 28…career comes first… she ll have a bunch of her own by then…

They sure manufactured in lot.. err must be a label somewhere…we arr.. same batch…after all…

My cousin has one just like that….so unique…eh what’s the matter sweetie?

Oh.. just sore throat...me too…oh ya just last week...hey did you check out the winter collection…just gorgeous…you bet…..


I feel lost…in the echoes…


Some guy would kill to hear that sweet humming for hours and hours…

Why the ears ache then…? Oh just sore throat…how nice if I could just smell rather than hear…

I retire…oh just sore throat…xcuse me…just up for a walk…

Up as usual? Well well well… news for you…its no more…they worked all afternoon…all that surface…

Why the heaters are doing just fine…
Nevertheless I have nowhere else to go…

Why …not going out…

Don’t feel like it… Oh just sore throat..

Really?

I ll be back…go ahead...I have seen that flick already…

Hey I m comin too…As you wish…


Eh the stupid alignment….What a waste…

And I see em…. all of em…


Look at this …now level 6 looks like some ugly alien colonization….

Why did they buy em…coz somebody had to sell em…coz somebody manufactured em…

Cheese…you…of all…miss save water. save electricity…


Yeah…destroyed the beauty of this place….why…look at em…

They all look so identical…


May be I over reacted yesterday…cant stand…but sure can lay back…

Hmm…looks like there r lot graffiti artists in here….Ritz I love you…who’s Ritz…it’s a big college…I hope it’s a guy…

This is a perfect lovers spot…its rows n rows of em…Its too quiet though..

Yeah…as if could invite guys up here…yeah…I once read a story… the duo finally finds their moment in a ownerless jeep on a lonesome road…and in their declaration of love, they promise to have their own some day… venture on such starry nights…park it and swear not to return before dawn…

Well there goes the declaration for Ritz…never mind...it’s an old tee anyways…

Its cold….harsh glass…wow I could gaze up all night…don’t have to strain my neck now…
turn to right…that’s my city…

It looks like more n more like NY day by day…some of em do come true eh…

dreams gain momentum here…



From up there…sky s bit endless, intersected by ambitions, punctured by those relics of wholesome nothingness, like Amit said.

They all look so identical…


It’s gone…
Its still there…just…not the beautiful thing it used to be…
Everything fades away….
So what if I cant stand it....?
I can still sleep on it :)

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