Friday, September 3, 2010

While walking down a lonely road...

The road was lonely and dark; it was late at night. But I wasn't scared. Rather, I felt a sense of calm...peace. And unfortunately, it struck me that I'm just surviving, not living. I'm spending my time to just spend it. To survive. And most of it I owe to a bond that I have to bear for almost another year...


Where is my job taking me?...


I do not want to be lost in oblivion

I do not want to be just another name

If there is anything I love more than money

It is surely name and fame.


Never thought my name would matter to me so

Never liked it that much really

Today, when I look within,

It is the only thing that truly belongs to me.