Sunday, September 1, 2013

Escapism

A mere wish...a long run dream....a hard chosen wisdom...but i really want it ------to be carefree...
Away from the world's grudges, life's montony, indifferent people and unpredictable circumstances...
Escapism is the word...the word i look for being carefree...
I feel thats why God made death when he created life...thats the ultimate freedom of body...not soul though!
The multiples of responsibilities are found everyday in so many ways..what to keep up n what to loose is all on us....
I wanna run away from choices , they drive u crazy...why there is a concept of choice...
Why cant a thing be done in just one way....a single way...a single thing
I wanna run away from the confusion of the limits to let ppl in your life...why cant God have some signs named good and bad!
Ppl you think r gud...definitely they are gud enugh to shatter you n go...n the ones u think are bad...are really bad to express what they really are..
I wanna run away from shackles of do and donts....who decides the donts...n rather who cares...everything today is a fad...
I wanna run away from the bias judgements and endless suggestions of the ppl...Oh my God ...get life! Give space and take space however much u want...let the person be alone..we are not machines that we will need instruction manuals....just let the person be..
I wanna run away from this artificiality and nonsense formality which makes no meaning...either u do or u dnt...just chuck it.. all r grown ups here..we understand with what u say n behave...
I wanna run away from the unwanted actions forced upon u...u should do this to get this....always incentive based emotional atyachaar...
I wanna run away from my expressive nature and heart...why this heart cant just do the simple work of pumping blood rather getting into complex issues of love n expectations...
I wanna run away from the fake smiles and fancy whereabouts i wish the face and outer attire could indicate with a colour whether it is genuine or fake...
I wanna be me ....my way not every time but at least one time in a day....the time only mine...whr i do n live my way...
I wanna sort myself...just like emptying the whole toy box...and putting it again piece by piece..with wat fits where types....
Just wanna fly free although i wudnt be able to fly too high coz i wud miss the weight of responsibility on my wings...

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