It’s a phase of life, where all you need is some
companion to make you feel at ease. It’s a phase of life, where you don’t need
any relation which is made at the basis of lies. It’s a phase of life, when all
you need is some extra money to let your family rejoice. It’s a phase of life,
where you see all your school, and college mates, running far away and beating
you in the dog’s race.
Well, it’s a phase of life, where none of you are unknown
to, and by now, very well understand what I am referring to. Guys it’s that
phase of your life, where boredom seldom occupies your mind, and makes you have
random thoughts, sometimes thinking that none at your work place can be your
friends, and that all are plotting a strategy to pull you down.
It’s a phase of life, where even your parents are now
looking up to you hoping you make them proud, for what they bought you up to.
It’s a phase of life, where your siblings want to have all the luxuries of
life, and looks into those blank eyes. The eyes, who want to scream and scream
loud to the world, I am not a looser, I am not giving up. I just need time, and
all you realize is that time is the only thing that you don’t have.
It is that phase of life, where you are now able to relate
to famous lines, by some great people, Time is money, and don’t waste it. And
you feel the real meaning of the silly poster that you once saw in Archies
mentioning I want to be a millionaire.
It’s a phase of life, where relationships that you gave
your life for are now time bound and that nothing in this world is more real
than your parents love. It’s a phase of life, where you see your friend moving
on ; only to make you feel more low and makes you feel more unfortunate for
having loosing on time.
It’s a phase of life, when your dear ones are home to
celebrate those precious moments, and make all efforts to get you out of the
silly mood swing, Mood swing is what they feel you are going through but how do
I explain it, I am sorry for being mean or rude, it’s just a phase of my life,
where all relations seem to me like a waste, not because of any heartbreak, or
any teenage love story, which ended on a sad note, only because it’s that time
of my life, where I am standing alone in the battle field, with no one to
lean back on, not even my own parents, as I realize their shoulders are now
weak, and they are looking for a shoulder to lean.
It’s a phase of my life, where I want to take my family to
do a world tour unfortunately, I see them in a state, where they say even the
sour is sweet, because that is how much they love me.
It’s a phase of my life, where I want to go bunjee
jumping with my friends, only to realize my contact list in empty. It’s a phase
of my life, when I want to learn salsa, and jive and only settle down by
watching them on TV thinking of my budget for the month.
It’s a phase of my life where I want my loved one to hold
my hand and tell me, “Relax, I am there and we will manage things together” But
I now realize the essence of money and status in life. It’s a phase of
life, where I no more want to go to small time salons, to get a haircut, I want
the most stylist cut.
It’s a phase of life, where I have started realizing that
jobs are not found by registering on Naukri, because all you lost was on a game
of Chamchagiri. CAL, what they call Corporate Ass Liking, now seems to be
right. You now feel that right and wrong or good or bad are only what you
framed in your mind, the world moved on, and I am the only one left behind in
the line.
I see, my loved one, moving ahead in life, this kills me
from within, as I realize, I may not be able to live up to the deadline, I am
helpless, I am drowning, all I need is a helping hand, to get me off this site.
All I need is some time, some time to build myself, some
time to get up and stand on my feet, some time to make things right, some time
to buy you all happiness and the best site, sometime only to make myself known
to the crowd; that I exist is what I want to scream out, that I am not giving
up is what I want to yell out!
It’s a phase of life, where the essence of two words, money
and time, is what I truly realize.
