writing been a good hobby you know. i really can not say why..but it helps when you feel lonely. you feel like life is slipping out of your hands. It helps.It does..but still sometimes, you dont want to push that button on the keyboard. you are so lonely that you dont want to share.
you are that much of lost that you think that the way is not there in the world of words, something else is missing, i am telling you sir, if it is not there then it is somewhere else..but where you wonde…may be i ain’t even wondering ..but i am working on it. but every day when i reach back to my home.
i again feel lonely, want to call some friends, not the coworkers..but someone else, may be some one from past, looking for peace, but when you have spoken with the one. you feel a wastage has been made..its difficult to understand but it happens…everyday you make a resolution, make up your mind but you end up no where.
life is not about falling down it is about doing things, but what if you dont want to wake up, you know this will not do, but to try something else is difficult for you…..the feeling can be detrimental…
i am loosing health, i am loosing my face, my heart, my smile…
i havn’t had a run since last marathon. i am there, but no longer a cheerful man, but a man who is good at his work and responsibilities..but not a happy man, there aint no regret in my mind, coz i have choosen my place, and the choice is correct. but still when a man has quit, it is difficult to understand, how to come back…
still i believe in hope, in answers, in freedom, in persuit of happiness.
and i finished a book ” hotel rwanda” yesterday, and am reading another…i still believe, that a day is still possible..may be, may be tomorrow when i will be up, i will be up by 5am and i will be out for a run.
i am still alive, you know!