Life is beautiful... I do say this quite often.
But the thing are not looking the same. What..?
Its looking like a hell. Why am I feeling soooo stressed out?
Why am I feeling some great weight at my head these days?
Why do I always have to look into the clock for the deadlines and to see how much time Im left with?
Why the hell Im taking all the pressure in my head...?
Whats the point of Work hard and die to top...? Rather than why people dont prefer to Chill out and Pass it out of them..?

I read these words some days before...
We spoil our health and everything in the process of working hard to earn money, during our younger ages... and........
We spend those money on recovering that LOST health and happiness in the later ages....

How True it is...


WHy am I still Silent....
Why am I still patient, when nothing is happening my way....
For once I feel, why can't I take a break by dropping a year, rather than struggle with something which is completely uncomfortable....
For once I feel, why can't I shoout at that time, rather than behaving as that good diplomatic guy..
For once I feel, why can't I get drunk and get hyper, rather than still holding on myself and my principle...
For once I feel, why shouldn't I walk out, rather than sitting and trying to give a smile, which is trying hard to come....
But I'm not in a state, to even decide any of the above..
Completely out of frame from the normalcy, disoriented completely.. From the position of handling umpteen things at a time, Now I feel I'm at a stage of self collapse and damage... What does it hold for me.. Atleast at this moment Life is not at all looking beautiful, atleast I can say that its not pretendng to do so......