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Friendly chat!


My dearest friend,

come sit,

lets talk, like we have never before.

Tell me, about the world you are in,

Let me in your core.

Do you get scared too,

for having so many dreams?

do your thoughts come haunting,

wanting to make you scream?

How do you handle the restless mind,

is it easy to tame?

How do you put an end,

to all these mind games?

My dearest friend,

talk to me,

for I am here for you.

Never mind the loneliness,

often, I feel it too.


Moving on…


No matter how much I cribbed in the past, about the mundane of life, about hating the same routine and not getting to do new things, I  have learnt, I am not big on change either.

With every passing day, I am moving away and away from my life, the way it was 15 years ago and it kills me. Till about few years back I missed seeing Vespa’s & Bjaj’s on the roads and I was suddenly aware of every diminishing local repair shop for scooters, back in India. All the motor bikes had strategically removed scooters from the roads and along with it went, numerous Motor mechanics who worked for years just to fix these beauties. Its nothing new, once these very scooters had eliminated those harmless bicycles and their repair shops, just the same way.

If this is how it is suppose to be then why is it so hard to let go?

I hated my childhood, for I was always an ugly duckling, and but now, being a swan doesn’t feel any better either! I miss my childhood and  often wonder what is wrong with the kids today for not wanting to play outdoors, the way we used to?

I miss my Mom, My family, my home but most of all, I miss myself. I have hundreds of friends in my social networks on-line and on the phone, still why sitting here I feel I have never been lonelier.

Shouldn’t success make up for all the nostalgic feelings, that one might get along the way? I have never wanted any one this much, when I was sinking low in life, but sunny days seem to make me wish for company like never before.

I wanted to write something for Friday Fiction today, however I couldn’t even breath for all the nostalgia that was choking me down, I tried and I tried, but gave in to writing this instead. It’s a letter to an old friend whose name I have forgotten, a prayer to GOD I haven’t spoken to in a long time.

Please, Please come and be with me, just for one day!

***I am attaching a song, which is actually in my native tongue, however you don’t need to know the words to understand the pain of a guy, who is almost old and no longer sees what he had as a child.

Dear God, Are you listening?


Do you believe in GOD??

I know, just yesterday I posted about Sex, Porn and Other stuff and today I am starting with the second, wait, may be THE most controversial thing/Person/Power in this world (No offence intended, GOD).

No, I am not trying to Mock anyone, especially not the Almighty here, for I sure do believe in him and that he is definitely male.

Now, how else would you explain all the complexities he has put us, the feeble women through. I don’t see any man having mood swings. I only see them Switching between, Eat, Work, Sex and Sleep, oh and yes laugh at stupid #$%^#& Fart Jokes, not necessarily in the same order.

Don’t think I am PMSing here and taking it all out on GOD and all his male kind. I am just sick and tired of going through this emotional upheaval every other day. One day I am riding the high horse and the very next I can barely drag myself out of my sack.

I am _ _ years old, well lets just say I am not a young-one any more and I am tired of,‘still trying to figure myself out’ act.

I say, Dear Lord! you better sort this whole thing out for me or I am gonna get you, sooner or later, I am gonna get you Good!