the streets are the same. the cafe is the same, and the multinational-multi-billion-dollar -company produces the same coke... ...
all that is different, is my mind which come in different moods and different temparaments everytime i visit the store....
once, i come with a friend beside,
next time, I, alone,
once when the wind blows east,
and other to skip a storm,
today after curfew i come to you,
tomorrow to relish a day unknown.
Being political and holding a polis opinion seems to be the new trend around the corner esp with Rang de.... a big hit... and all that movement in the country. What does the youth think about all this thing? what do they want? how would they want to shape the country, that will be theirs to live in the next genre? are they for, whatevers going around? why are they so eager to leave everything and go on to some foreign land? why they refuse to hold an opinion on this? why are they scared to come upfront? ....... scared? first, let them hold an opnion beh.
who will ask them these? who will answer theirs in return?
are these just incessant blabbers or a point to discuss on?
m i being too serious on this? or do I just shrug it off?
leave it off.
so, the mouse has grown fatter and healthier by the day. The other day my dad sneaked up to the corner to check out on a few old magazines... Wooo!! did he get startled to see a mouse jump out...
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