Being Insane!
Roaming the street wondering why I feel dead when I’m supposed to be
partying and enjoying the success of my career. More money and respect,
what else should I ask for.
Sleepless nights...endless conversations...planning and
re-planning...confusions and disappointments... quarrels and
convictions. Finally here I'm successfully out of the mess with a promotion however the question still remains the same.
Why
am I doing this? For what? For whom?
I can see my life, still in a mess with all of its
imperfections perfectly blended. I wish the world to end now; I have no strength to face tomorrow.
A dog eat dog world wrapped in glamour and luxury is waiting
to grab me but here I am waiting for a chance to get out of this rat-race to enjoy the eternal beauty of life.