The Dark Passenger.....

From the day that we became friends...its always been You & Me.... You...the laugh that I had forgotten... & then there’s Me... You…the story I never want to end… & then there’s Me... You…the wind beneath my wings… & then there’s Me... A living carcass…a burden no one wants to hold…. An overwhelming heart of emotions lying astray…. Then You happened to me…like a fresh dew drop on a morning leaf & then Me…felt the pristine life again But like all other things in my life…every good thing had to come to an end And so did You…left me trapped in your wake… & then there was Me again…a closed book…for ever…

Sometimes I just like to sit and watch people moving around onto their day to day activities. Its like um watching over them, like an episode of a big boss! Everybody busy with their schedules and if something or someone disturbs them…everything goes haywire… Our lives can be compared to a beehive I feel. Busy bees buzzing around and if the hive is disturbed…it needs to be nullified….like there’s  a need to keep symmetry or synchronization…whatever you may like to call it! Someone has to keep a tab over everything we do. In my case, my family and sometimes my friends do that…steering me away from the wrong path…not always successful! I have my own path….I like to first veer around it and then would walk down it. I can’t say the same for others. I like the feeling when people around me make a fuss on stuff I do or I don’t do! I like attention (sometimes) but who doesn’t?  The peculiarities that every person possesses may it be from their families or from the way they a...