Just sitting and its not that i have nothing to do, its just that i don't want a thing to be done. Not at least write now. So just came up with an idea of penning down something. Something comprising of anything. Anything absurd, anything meaningful, i just don't know.
A lot going on around these days. The biggest of 'em all which is really kind of taking a toll on me is growing up. When i say its kind of taking toll, i mean to say perhaps i am not synchronizing with the pace life is moving ahead. Somewhere down the line, i feel i am left behind. Its all about pretending yourself to be as mature as your age but its just not clicking, its just not happening. I am still what i used to be. Circumstances are changing all around me and i really don't know if people around me have really matured with it or are just pretending to be like that, the same thing which i feel. Or may be they are truly original, unlike me. People might have moved on but i feel i am still stuck with my past which ironically for people all over, always seems to be golden. I have 27 years to look behind and drool over them, and never does a thought cross my mind which worries me about "n" number of years to look ahead of me. Now that "n" can assume any value from minimal to an average life span.
As i read this thing again which i just wrote, makes me laugh and makes me say "What a Crap?". Really, loneliness is what i generally desire, and when i get it, i come up with crap such as above. Irony!!!
