A question that can’t be answered!

Phew! What’s your name? Easy to answer. Yeah! right. Almost everybody have the answer to this question whenever  somebody ask this question to anybody except the one’s who are suffering from memory loss disease. Yet there are questions which can’t be answered and if answered you know it will be the end of some secrets that you have been hiding over the years. I have been through this situation many times for the same question whether I am high enough to gargle out everything hidden inside me but no , I will not answer only one question in my life to anyone except myself. The question was Why you left your last job? yeah I know, its sound pretty weird that this is just a normal question and can have answer like I was bored, may be frustrated, may be not enough money or some kind of lame excuse to support the job resignation. But no that isn’t the answer. I have done this twice and won’t reveal even here but if somebody is enough smart the surely he/she can figure out in a minute the answer and that what I was wrong with me. Stubbornness  probably! Mature but not enough mature to handle the situation when I opt for that decision that changes my nature and even myself. I fucked up myself amateur would be the right word here. No coming back, never, still here to hide that reason inside me so that I can carry it till I become enough mature to answer the next arising question if I answered this question or may be when I will be on my deathbed.

Life is really simple, you lose patience, you lose the best part of your life, you handle the situation maturely, you win for lifetime. Think in a manner considering all possible consequences or impacts that your decision will have on your life. Way too hard, you are not from the “simpsons” family that predicted futuristic things way ahead of their time, a cartoon series it was.

Ok! I keep this story short, take decisions wisely and maturely or seek guidance from others who believe in you and may be from a person who is fit to guide you. but don’t fuck up yourself and then dreaming “I wish I hadn’t done this”

By: Mr. Nobody

1 year and counting!

Eeesh! One year completed when we met for last time when she came to see-off me at airport around 8 pm on Sunday night. Didn’t expect or ever imagined that we are not gonna meet again in future anyhow! It happened and it has to! Tried every bit of things under my control to get the things on platform again but failed to do so.

Still the feeling is same for her. I miss her all the time, my morning starts with a dream of her and imaging what she would have been doing at that point of time.. like 7 am she wake up and 8 am she comes out of her pg to fetch her office bus and 9 am she must be having her breakfast in cafeteria, 1 pm her lunch time, 4 pm her refreshment time, 5:15 pm she winds up her work and packs her bag to leave the office and fetch her office bus to go home. around 6:30 pm she must have been at her home, now some rest time. then around 9 pm she finds herself in kitchen to cook some meal for her. however all these must have changed as of now as she has changed herself just to stay away from my  imagination. I still live in that imagination and hope that one day we shall meet again and bond together but somewhere i know that not gonna happen and one day I will just have a news of her getting married. Take care my love! I wish we are together today and tomorrow and for forever.

I just sing a song! its been a long day my friend, I will tell you when I see you again…

Wept all night remembering you and didn’t take my dinner that night. My mother, my brother all were curious why I am acting in this way, they all knew something is hidden inside me and never had courage to ask for the reason. Night passed and new morning comes up and here I am sitting in office writing this part of my life.

I wish you were here with me today! Yeah all wishes cannot be fulfilled, I know. Just one wish, please. I won’t request to God, I will never, I don’t believe in him. I am alone and just waiting for my time to go far enough. hope she is good and doing what she always dream for.

Goodbye dear!

By: Mr. Nobody

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