Mostly its about her... sometimes about me... maaaaany times about mom, dad n bro...
sometimes about being lonely...
got soaked in a flash of rain this weekend while riding, and remembered bangalore... used to get drenched every evening while going home from IBAB.. Me, Pritish, my bike, the road, and the rain... god.. i miss those days...
its getting scary at work... sumtimes i think they except too much out of me.. if she was here, she would have said "no baby! you can do it..." those were pretty strong words.. n used to charge me up.. but now... nobody to say such things...
get lonely at night.. try to go to sleep... its kinda impossible... thoughts don't die down... what do i do? donno..... no readymade solutions.... have to make one... hopefully soon.... :-)