I get exhausted, exhausted living. Funny right? yes, I do get exhausted, exhauted living upto expectations of people.. sometimes you (include me also) live to prove that you are not a loser, sometimes you live to “be in the game”, sometimes you live because you have no other option.. I wonder when do we live for ourselves?? Whenever I come to this phase (which happens every now and then), I am posed with one eternal question, “who the hell am I??” And, fortunately or unfortunately, I can’t answer that, so I end up feeling and knowing I dont know myself. So, I/we conveniently loose ourselves in the rat race forgetting the pain. (A good way actually, how many of us do actually have the guts to face ourselves?? – Its funny to see the extent to which people can go, to just not remain alone with themselves)
Reflections on Life