Feeling rejected is a strange trip. It is when we feel strange on the road, before the mirror, and when we see people around us. It is when roads never end, our legs do no get tired of walking, we don't feel our sweat. It is just a poisoned feeling which is again a phase, I'm sure.
I killed my dreams last night. And then I realized, it is actually my dreams that killed me.
I never wanted to start from scratch at 24 but then life has such plans, who am I to decide..
There is always a time I guess in everyone's life when they are deserted and they fall flat on reality. It is then that one should have success (atleast) to fall back on and wear a fake smile.
That is the sole utility of success...
Love and life are very synonymous. I loved and lived; I lived and loved.
But today neither do I have love, nor do I have life. It is a strange journey life has chosen for me.
But there is something for me that is beyond life and death...The sound of music; the sound of passion; the sound of truth and the sound of silence..
I killed my dreams last night. And then I realized, it is actually my dreams that killed me.
I never wanted to start from scratch at 24 but then life has such plans, who am I to decide..
There is always a time I guess in everyone's life when they are deserted and they fall flat on reality. It is then that one should have success (atleast) to fall back on and wear a fake smile.
That is the sole utility of success...
Love and life are very synonymous. I loved and lived; I lived and loved.
But today neither do I have love, nor do I have life. It is a strange journey life has chosen for me.
But there is something for me that is beyond life and death...The sound of music; the sound of passion; the sound of truth and the sound of silence..
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