I sit in front of the computer browsing through pointless sites , scrolling up and down my Facebook page, Checking my email over and over again and drafting mails which will never reach the recipient .  Sometimes I feel i have had enough of living alone. The  empty subway wrappers, scattered laundry, entangled junk jewelry , plates lined with dried chutney, Crumpled bedspreads...Sigh! It reminds of the harsh reality of not being greeted by you everyday. 


Sipping  on two day old coke, which tastes like tonic now, i wonder if its me ?Or you? Or karma that brought me here. Where does it all go?  Souls that leave? Love that fades? Pain that heals? Time that's wasted? 


Sapping my energy, the questions dwindle. I lie down and stare at the ceiling fan, wishing for the impossibility of 'just the way it was'. Turning around,  I look outside at the darkness and slip away into the darkness inside. A pale melancholy seeps into my heart, and i fall asleep.

The radio goes on...Tu na jaane aas paas hai khuda..:)