Thinking hard about life...

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life

How it changed from maverick college life to strict professional life.

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly pay checks,

But then why it gives less happiness.

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded one,

But then why there are less people to use them.

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full pizza or burger,

But then why there is less hunger.

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life.

How a bike always in reserve changed to main,

But then why there are fewer places to go.

How a limited prepaid card changed to post paid package,

But then why there are fewer calls and more messages.

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life.

How an old assembled desk top changed to a branded laptop,

But then why there is less time to put it on.

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mates,

But then why we always feel lonely and miss those collage friends,

Here I am sitting in my office @ night, thinking hard about life.

They said I said

I was born at the time of war.

They said I won’t survive because times are hard.

I said I would be strong because times are hard.

I was put in expensive and famous school.

They said I will learn good manners and get good education.

I said I found dishonest teachers and discrimination.

In my life

They said I don't know to talk, how to crack jokes.

I said I will still make friends.

They said I am too slow, I am not smart.

I said I will still be rich.

They said Life is too cruel, it will take away your friends, it will take away your brothers, it will take away your family, you will have nothing to turn up to.

I said I will still have hope and hope is all I need.

AT LAST

They said I can't write.

I said see I have written this.

Life!!

Where do the good times disappear,
When they have come and gone....?
Replaced with new friends, not by choice,
But cause something went wrong?

My new friends may bring with them,
Some words that make me smile,
Still I feel melancholy,
For what was once our style.

I think about times passage,
About a promise gone,
Are friendships not forever?
Meant not to last for long?

At end of each new day now,
Without a word from you....
I try to cover up the hurt,
Pretend that I'm not blue.

I try to go on with my life,
Accept you're not a part,
But sad eyes are the mirror of,
The ache that fills my heart.

Alone

All alone lying in my bed...
As I wait for dreams to descend upon me...
My mind is full of just a single thought...
Why in this world of six billion do I feel so apart...

Apart from my family...
Apart from my friends...
Apart from work...
Apart from myself and apart from life...
My life revolves around doing the same thing everyday...
Not a bit of spice or variety...
Nothing to look forward to...
Nothing to expect...
All I do is run like a sprocket in a clock...

Why is it that I am alone...
Why is it that sleep eludes me...
What makes me write depressing stuff...
Why am I in constant grief...
The happiness from my face has left me...
The twinkle in my eye has vanished...
I live everyday already knowing what's in store tomorrow...
I feel all alone today and have the same notion about 'morrow...
My friends tell me my day will come...
I will not be alone...
My patience and belief are fast thinning out...

They say no one likes a loner...
No one likes a cribber...
No one wants a depressing person around them...
They tell me I should cheer up...
They tell me I should live my life as it comes...
I try my best to put on a face...
Not to crib, not to depress...
I go about my day without a whimper...
I try my best to fight what life throws at me...
I still wait for someone to accompany me...
But when I am alone at night...
I still wait for dreams to descend upon me…