Jan 28th:
Reached Mumbai on the 28th.
Mom wanted me to leaveon the 6th of Feb. It's ok, shan's exam started on the 31st of Jan. I'm not as excited as i want to be when I'm going home to Mumbai, I know I don't want to stay there with them. Mood swings, conversations with a debatable undertone. There is an emotional influx that exists between us. Gunjan and Rupesh have split, good, i thought but there's more coming and it will catalyse everything that will unfold two months from now.
Neha is walking the thin ice over the icy water of truth which is 'He's leaving'. I'm not supposed to over analyse but I know that she's looking for something she's trying to extract from a love-empty but likeable person. When she doesn't then she tries to hold onto a grip and find warmth there. That's my Neha and i still love my pal. Infact it's the idea of what we were that retains the emotion within me. We have journeyed through pain and then we got lost we could n't help each other. We were blinded by our own challenges , me trying to get a place, and she getting Akshay to love her. Starved, I guess. Laziness and desire.
I have a slight Idea about Jason, buddies . The best time we had was in 2005. Then we just occasionally caught up the next year. He seems happy with Sonali, he told me it's a necessity to be involved to stay somewhat sane. We haven't chilled for a while, maybe we will. My friends are human, and we are not enough for each other even if we are there. it's normal.
Let's hold hands and walk through the corridor of lights
If we could smile at each other through all of them then we stay
I guess that's what happens with relationships across all levels.
So Now i'm coming home to Swats, she's a sweet teddy bear. Chilled out woman, but with a pretty sensitive side. She'll open the door and there'll be a slightly grey expression on her face.
I'm the devil.
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