I hardly get what I want...I have always been destined to push myself an extra mile to get the work done..sometimes, its painful sometimes I lose my cool.
I want to close my eyes and pray that all this just disappears. Have been repeatedly taking wrong decisions. I need to live my life, grab the driver's seat and take the lead of the car life.
I am unsure what is stored for me, I am as closed as ever, a closed shell.
I miss Pratik, and wish I could lead my life like him..too much work required! I wish I knew someone like him who could always make me laugh.
Black and white is still what I see, if you are on the wrong side of the road, I will not stop my car life. Then why is it that my co-passenger stops and has desires of being a co-passenger of the person on the wrong side of the road? I feel betrayed of not knowing about the existence of these desires and the mere existence of these desires. Well, maybe, I am not matured enough as yet.
Just when I start taking Canada as my home, things dont seem to work the way they should.
I had a great Saturday but I felt disconnected, living in an unknown third dimension of life, not caring for anyone around me.
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