Flipping the pages of an old diary where I wrote thousands of words for my first one sided love, and now over to flipping the memories of those countless moments where life’s struck me, if she’s the one, life’s demanded so much out of me. For a time resided, where life was all about being brought up, gain knowledge till graduation & enter the world of being an employee. Now is a time, where it has gone so choosy, people want to live it the way they like, take challenges to the shores of extreme, and choose what they really want to be & have in life.
Taking
over from the philosophical aspects of what everyone has lived through &
experienced, walking down the lanes of the Y-Gen streets have been something
worthy to live around. A platform of experiments from which everyone has picked
up their own choices and left down some for others to choose, the setup has
been a praiseworthy. Not long back in history, when SRK was the only man alive
on earth who knew how to tickle the laughter of romance, & today down
in the 21st century of time, it’s a time when every teen is a
Romeo / Juliet by themselves.
Time
travels, and who on earth says it stays, but If I look on these streets of
present where being in Love is more like a stock investment which fluctuates
truly better than the real stocks do in the market, I think if this is really
it. If this is all we started for, if this is all we live today for, where Love
is more like a nail which around the magnet. For I do not hold any privileged
decree to approve, but sometimes its disappointing when I have to end up saying
a friend in relationship , “ Are you in this seriously or is just a breeze?”
For
all the life that’s left with you to breathe in, be a sport in life for the
things you need to , and for things when it matters you for love, success
& dreams, never just let it go scribbled on the rough sheets of your
canvassed life as people back in time had not much to do with, but had plenty
to live with.
“
If you loved being with it for once,
And
wanted it forever,
Better
burn your fuel,
For
the love may not last forever”
Fresh on the shores of
being independent, and true on the passion of being dependent,
Life is up here again in search of the reality than falling over for mirages.
Life is up here again in search of the reality than falling over for mirages.
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