Its 3:10 AM, I am extremely tired but still willing to share my thoughts, feelings and never ending emotions. It’s my thirst to which I am willing to quench with words. People say eat healthy think better but I find it, you don’t need to eat better to think better if you are in love!
Whole day, just running here and there, meeting new people and taking their reckless views, for some they may be important but for most they are idiocy. Some of them just try to impose his/her views and some humbly orders. And between all this shit, the poor ASIM gets pissed off.
The communal colour is still on high we always try to cover it, but what to do when you, yourself is a victim. Communal minded people never forgets any opportunity to create hurdles in your path, whether you are communal minded or a broad minded, liberal person, when it comes to their choice you just have one chocolate in your plate and you are supposed to eat it at any cost.
The MNS issue is still in the air, its good to see people fighting for their language and motherland, but aren’t they Indian? I find it strange, when they say only Marathi? We should look for a midway, why only Bhaiya’s are coming to mumbai? Marathi people should also occupy some place in North Indian region? It was Great Shivaji’s dream to establish a Maratha empire, but here I find Marathi’s fighting with each other, Shiv Sena and there is another Sena (MNS), guys where is Marathi unity? In state of Shivaji’s lovers, the power politics is in the hands of Congress and NCP. Aren’t we loosing Marathi Asmita here?
Well, so many points and so many things to be pondered upon. But what to do and what to say, is still in the hands of politicians. The common man, who never dare to raise his voice will always keep eating Vada Pav, ‘Bhaiya, thoda chatni aur daal do’, I pity guys, if the MNS keep going you will loose your chatniwala bhaiya soon. The poor man is facing the whole menace being created by the so-called community leaders.
Well guys, though not feeling sleepy but going to bed now, to think about my love, to write about my love, to dream about my love, it may be another sleepless night cause when I love, there is no time. My fairy must be sleeping and would be dancing with me in her sweetest dreams but here her idiot is looking for sleeping pills. Well, I have closed my eyes and just feeling intoxicated, yes she is with me and we are romancing in our beautiful garden…. Now you close this page…dude its all private!
To know further you can call me!
Plzzz do not copy anything without taking author's
permission