Random Thoughts - When solitude gets on to you

What are you doing? Are you free? Are we all acting? Ask yourself these questions when you feel the four walls closing in on you.

I think we all are acting and life is a big wonderful screenplay. Will I be doing this if I was let free and allowed to do whatever I want.... never! Will you be doing that what you are doing now... I don't know. Everything is a compromise, no one has the key to set their minds free. I look around I see characters, women trying to be wives, men trying to be husbands. Girls trying to be girlfriends, boys trying to be boyfriends. Nothing is natural, all are acting... the spice of compassion is missing!

Sometimes I am as puzzled as a new born child when my mind cannot take it anymore. With an innocent heart I look at things, I approach people, all had different ideas. Some said you are a freak, some said you suck, some said you are just trying to be different to attract women. Well, I say... till date i could impress none...

I write, I think someone out there might land up on my rantings and will feel I have shared. I get a kick when I click a good picture, I feel the nirvana when I create my own tune. I talk to my car on my way back home and while on long drives I pity my backpack whom I tie to the passenger seat beside me. I have talked to him for hours, damn he knows all my secrets. He is dead, at least he is not pretending.

I have small city eyes, that had big city dreams. Well now I have lived 'em. Coming all this far I have realized that I don't have a single person whom I can call on and just say... listen to me.

Is this the 4th peg of whiskey or the solitude... Oh Craap! I write like a philosopher!