There are times when i sit back and wonder how good it would have been, had i been the protagonist. i would have got dropped in a limo, would have been dressed in full attire by a dozen odd people and i would have had the lime light all for myself. but nope my mind constantly keeps telling me that i am more the king maker than the king, the king would definitely respect me, but not the state.
Judge me by my work , i always say, and not by my appearance, but this gets paradoxical, because, as much as i do not show up in the stage , neither does my work get recognized. Not that i crib, because my work in itself is to make it look as if there was no work done? confusing right? that is how confused i am right now?
how i wish there was a ctrl + alt + delete combination in life, so that i can restart from the beginning, all over again...
i sit, contemplate on what kind of state my life is really in, when suddenly i get a call asking me to get prepared for the next play, all my thoughts vanish, this time around how can i dress up romeo when he proposes juliet, and should juliet wear that black dress at all? the ambivalence prevails when suddenly someone calls me and says "
ha! someone at least knew that i existed.
Equally bizarre comments are welcome for this bizarre post.
Sixth visha parikshai starts may 18, so that means i am out of blogosphere for the next month or so. "June is going to be fun" , thats the mantra thats keeping me alive for the time being, lets see what happens, as i once upon wrote when i was new to blogging, time will tell....
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special wishes to those who celebrate their anniversary this month,
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for all the people who strongly stand for a common blogger code of ethics, i say "what a decision" (in a super fast manner without a break between the 'what' and 'a' )