We are all lonely. Terribly lonely.
Sometimes I want to scream at the top of my lungs in a crowded place out of sheer loneliness. And sink on the concrete floor with my head tucked between my knees. I want someone to look into my empty eyes and read my story. Then comfort me with a hug. But I stand quietly in the corner of this posh restaurant smiling politely at the couples walking into it with their fingers interlocked. They wait for their table. I wait for mine. In the meantime, I stand there alone, a thousand thoughts run a marathon inside my tiny head. What have I done to deserve it -- is one such thought. Sometimes I talk to others. Those who appear to have it all. After 15 minutes of easing into the conversation, I find they are no less miserable. If I'm a Siberian desert - cold and barren, they are Sahara - few people come to visit them - a very few walk with them under the scorching circumstances. Deep down, we are all lonely. Terribly lonely. We all seek one person with whom we can share that
Interesting!! sounds quite yummy :)
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DeleteI had that Sholay scene of Dhano and Basanti eloping for their 'ijjat ke sawaal' playing in the mind while I read these lines only to be informed that here it is 'papi paet ka and chatori jeebh ka sawaal'
ReplyDeletelovely read !
ROFL! You must be a foodie to describe it this way. :)
DeleteHmmm ! Enjoyed reading. My wife has turned me into a foodie but I am a foodie for the food cooked by herself only.
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