I do feel lost at times. Lost, beyond belief. Nothing makes sense and the world feels like an unwarranted duplicitous burdensome place. I feel the need to ask questions and yet I don’t because I’m afraid of the answers. Where is my life taking me? Is there such a thing as fate? How can I even give credence to this unscientific curiosity? I guess I’m just going through the motions of life with blended days and never ending nights. I do try to get myself out of this feeling. Alas! No avail. Every time I see  water on the road, it turns out to be a reflection… never ending story of my life!

Sometimes I wonder if the job of a night is just to make you realize what a colossal failure you have been!

It’s bound to happen someday… The tethered notion of being stuck in the same place. Same days. Same nights. And yet all you can do, it seems, is to wake up and go on…

It’s so easy to judge everyone around you just by an off handed impression you have of them. Even I am not immune to this. Yet, I stick to those impressions just because it is easy.

Life doesn’t turn out the way you want. But, you can still work towards it. Unfortunately, for everyone else whose life isn’t turning at all, or even moving anywhere, dreams become a luxury. An oasis away from the perils of this wretched world.