It’s a hat trick. Nothing great, of course. Only a triplet of sleepless nights. I really feel that a scoff has been made of my life in these three days. I think the frontal lobe of my brain has gone for a disk boot failure, as it can’t take the toll of recent turmoil in my life.
My friends are saying we got a reason to celebrate; I am desperately searching for one. Three nights, back to back, sleep deprived, but still haven’t got any.
I sometimes wonder why we are made to test with such crucial options in our life. It’s like you feel like enjoying the success of one, but the vacuum of the other makes you miserable. You want to bask in the success of one, the other washes it out.
Some people live their lives on their hopes for achieving something. Perhaps it’s the same hope that started spreading its wings in the eternal realms of my fatuous mind that’s taken the sleep off me. Hope, of achieving something, which seems a distant dream for me, at least for the coming couple of years.
It feels as if I’m turning my back and running away like a coward from the acid test that I may have come out of ,with flying colors.
My friends are saying we got a reason to celebrate; I am desperately searching for one. Three nights, back to back, sleep deprived, but still haven’t got any.
I sometimes wonder why we are made to test with such crucial options in our life. It’s like you feel like enjoying the success of one, but the vacuum of the other makes you miserable. You want to bask in the success of one, the other washes it out.
Some people live their lives on their hopes for achieving something. Perhaps it’s the same hope that started spreading its wings in the eternal realms of my fatuous mind that’s taken the sleep off me. Hope, of achieving something, which seems a distant dream for me, at least for the coming couple of years.
It feels as if I’m turning my back and running away like a coward from the acid test that I may have come out of ,with flying colors.