Confessions of a Dangerous Mind

2 months...Its been nearly two months since I got locked up with whatever-this-bloody-thing. No immediate sight of respite as well. Tests followed by tests, medicines by the shit load, work life hitting rock bottom...have I seen the floor yet? The whole ordeal has started show the effect on me. Suddenly feel like a teenager all over again! Flaring up at every single syllable of my parents. Utter disdain for every body I see. The sheer helplessness of the time being wasted away with no clarity. The worse thing. More test results are forthcoming and I think there will be more tests after that! When I wanted to be a test player, I didn't mean this! The only respite is reading. Need to call up my roomie to fetch my books from Bangalore. I have burning money on new books when several dozen sitting unread back there in my shelf! Another welcome diversion has been the game Torchlight . Got it for 10 bucks in Steam and the best purchase I ever made! Totally awesome game. Diablo like...

Wake up everyday, Make the dash to get the pay. Outside I watch the dogs, Reveling their mention in the blogs. Then I ask the juice man, Make it grapes today I am in a run, Obliges he chats up, About all happenings and stuff. I gulp down the liquid and nods to his rant, Discuss what to do about the slant. Off to the roads daring my life, One of these days I'll be in a strife. Drivers go about like its their last day, Murderous looks they give as if in a play. Somehow reach the other side, Watch the pretty ladies wondering they up for a ride. Admonish self for the lust, Lure of Asmodeus overcomes lest.

With little to no care, You run about like a hare, Scampering with an eternal fear, Or is it because you want to beat the deer? What will you do the day, When it hits you are in a play. Never looked out for the ones needed you Sure that you will need them then too. Losers you may feel now they are, When you realize it may be too far, Precious they were to you, Respite they gave when you were blue. Its sad how things veer on, Now you don't feel alone, The day will come when you reflect, Hope time then makes you not deject. A short piece of super duper poetry by yours smashing truly since he is feeling fairly masochistic and even more sadistic. This ones about people who give a damn about others and ignore the important things and people in their life. Knowingly or unknowingly. Now, that would include nearly the entire population! Those that are left out are either lying or vegetables.