Saturday, July 19, 2008

Writing to me.

Intoxicated, in awe of something that I can't even see.Isn't romanticising so deadly? Inside your little cocoon, where you aren't affected.Where you win over every guy you wanted.DO everything you ever wanted to and do it well!And nobody needs to wake you up and shake you into reality, you know.You're living alternate lives...I am living an alternate life.And there's hardly any difference, I'm just a wee bit happier in my second life.How terrifying though!
I often wonder whether this could do me any good 'cause the reality sorta puts me in a different kind of position.But then it couldn't do me any harm, could it? Lets see.I am almost sailing through,though not so comfortably, in my 'real' life. But I'm doing fine and amazingly so in my alternate one.Wait...what was the point again?
I think I'm looking for a new life (which is crazy!!how can I get a new life without well...being born again???) only because I am not satisfied.And just for record I do not want to be this pitiful little thing lying on the road.I hate doing this to everybody else.And I so wish that I could get over these petty things and not think so much about every little star in the sky.I wish I could learn to live by myself.And be happy with it.Come to think of it, I don't even have freakin' choice.So why can't I just let go instead of brooding over my failures (many!!!). and I want to, I want this phase to pass and I want to start living reality.And being happy with it.

2 comments:

M said...

why do i get the impression you are lashing out at me ! are you?

Ananya said...

ok...no no no!at things to be precise!and at myself.and maybe one more person...oh the list can go on!in general...not and pukka not you!