College...




On the way to the destiny

Hurdles as we crossed on

Burdens as we moved on

If thats what endurance is

Life has nothing to test on us!!


'Cross the nation

We planned an expedition

History has been made

In memories would never fade

Perhaps would never see the light

So much we had to fight

Just to stand at that height

Life isn't like that

All those days, 

I still remember,

the road isn't so fine.

Rash riding on it,

caring about nothing.

But it wasn't all that pleasant, 

hurdles as many as uncountable,

problems as many as unimaginable.

Those empty days,

with nothing on the mind.

Just passing the time.

as if waiting to pass away.

But however it was,

never complaining.

Had nobody to blame,

admit it yeah.

I always did and I still do,

the way I rode, 

wasn't appreciable. 

Never listening never thinking,

It was so moronic.

I knew then,

I know it now.

But nothing  changed in here.

I thought after some point of time,

life would never be the same.

As if expecting for some unexpected to happen,

but it never happened,

life is always the same.

It always was and it always will be.

Ever since the evolution

we did mistakes.

We learned to think,

but we failed to think when needed.

We learned to love,

but failed to do when needed.

We search beyond our power

just to know whether there is really a power.

The truth of life 

just think,

when we were born, 

we only knew two things 

we knew how to cry,

we knew how to breath.

And when we're gone

we lose them as well.

Whatever happens

the only thing we'd remember till the end

will be the end.

We'd never stop thinking

until we stop breathing and crying.

So it goes,

So it will,

on and on...

as always,

life will never change

trust me

not now

and it never will....

  

 

Too hard to play too many roles...

They never name you

All they do is blame you

whenever something goes wrong 

it'd you who gets a ban

never recognized.... they'd never consider you...

even though you get sc....d

you'd never blame em.. never...

But its too hard to play too many roles......

They always need you

but they wouldn't feed you....

you'd even die to make them smile...

but they don't care you awhile...

you couldn't be everywhere...

but they always need you very near

But its too hard to to play too many roles......

You don't wanna hurt em

but they want nobody to beat them

when you're not there to treat them

they'd be really hurt

they'd think you made them thwart..

forgetting the fact

that you ain't no peasant 

its that only you're pleasant....

when you're with them

you'd even forget your name..

thinking that you're fame..

not knowing that the situation is sham...

Brother sister friend master...

the list may go a little longer.....

even just as a stranger...

playing a role is indeed harder...

Too hard  just too hard playin a role is too hard...

It's too hard to play too much of roles....

they need you to Care them

                        To Fear them

                              Respect them

                              Adjust them

                               Suggest them

Not that they're taking dvantage of you.

There maybe things regretful a few.

But the blame is suppose to be on you.

For not letting them to see the real you.

But you're acting no bad.

You're no nomad

It's a whole new world.

Can't fight with an old sword.

You got to be tough.

Or you won't make it.

Responsibilities are for everyone.

You're not the only one.

Unlike the only sun.

You're on the run. 

Still....

It's too hard to play too much of roles....

Keep it moving...

Playing wrong wouldn't stop the earth moving..

So...

Just keep it going and just goin....

Because its too hard to play too many roles.......................!!!

you hear them??

Though its not the right way to start up, I couldn't help it... This might seem like the weirdest thing you've ever seen or heard.

Maybe you've imagined it the way I did... its not going to make any big difference.

But whatever the words are; they sound the real you. You might be a completely introverted person or someone who never gives a crap about things happening around you.

But trust me the words that you're using is the only thing which is going to reveal the real you even to yourself. You don't have to speak up. Try to listen inside while you're reading this maybe while just looking at this. Can you hear them words like "Another crap" or "what the hell in this world does this suppose to mean?" or "c'mon this doesn't even make any sense" depends upon the real you.

Now you see what I mean? we won't be able to think if we don't use words to do so. At this point you might wonder how did those people in the ancient days used to think to invent words! but let that be their problem I'm not that smart to dig that deeply. See this could be real me or I'm just pretending like thats the way I am. You don't care about it anyway right!?

Alright here we go.. words are almost everything that drives everything. You speak or you yell, you sing, you write or you read, or just take a look at it my friend its words correct? Its words in life.

So lets listen to words as we always use to... okay ??

(P.S : This is a real post script as I just edited and added this after a long time after the first post :) . You know if you read, what you're about to read is not intended to be written as poems. So when you find none of those resemble poems or lyrics even so slightly, plz ignore it. Don't spend your precious time on criticizing. I'm not a poet, I'm not a writer. BUT everything written in there are based on the events happened in my life..

Whats in there is a part of me. A part I haven't showed to anybody. The part which still is not revealed completely... Whats in there are just mad words. No grammar, No order. But they sure aren't meaningless... )