Trust, No more

I trust too fast.
I think straight.
I dont scheme while I eat a burger. I just eat a burger.
I am not political when I say you are a brilliant person, I say it cause I feel it.

I dont burn oceans or fry the fish. I just tell you what to do.
I am tactless I am honest.
I have taken the easier route to be an Idiot.

Hence, the learning.

Dont Care Anymore

I am bigger than I project to thou.
I bent only because I thought you were worth my humility.
I was earnest, you thought it was not fun.
Now I realise, I am no more fun.

Its right, I learnt. Now I move on.
and yeah, I don't care anymore.

Being a Man

What does it mean to be a Man.
To take all pain and still remain expressionless?

Yes, I think that's what the world wants. I will give it to you all.

Bubble, energy, fun are passe. Lets the grim reign. Let the celebrations stop, it time to be a Man.

To a place called L

Almost after 9 months.
What a year. Crazy is not a word that can define it. It needs the most expletive obscene invented word to describe it. A learning experience that has to be called life.
Acads, music, Manfest, love, alcohol, cigarettes, McKinsey and crazyness.

Success redefined, aspirations redefined, peace redefined, love redefined, hard work redefined and hence I am still fighting to win. To an end that cannot be imagined, to a finish that cannot be planned, to a direction that cannot exist.. this place can make you live crazy if you want to go crazy.

I am not happy yet, the reason I came here for. Not achieved yet. I know I have to stop loving this place for its undefined nature, I am sold to anarchy. I need to come back, I need discipline, I need to stop loving.. cause I need to be happy.

Another Hook, Another Learning

Alone at room, with a broken wall next to me. Two bottles of alcohol, the levels indicative of the crazy last night. An end to what has been the most trying 3 months of my life. I was emotionally churned, physically emaciated, intellectually shagged to make me wonder that I am half the man I used be.

I leave it here, this will be the hook that would remind me of the first three months at Lucknow.

From the glacier of energy
flows a false sense of being chirpy.
On the face of innocence
lies hidden, images of the blues.

Anger

I am warning you of extreme anger. Dont touch it. It will not only melt your skin, it will burn your soul. Beware, oh innocent one. Beware, oh clown.