Thursday, September 10, 2009

A story without a beginning

It has been about three months since St.Loyola became my patron saint. Here I am trying to re-evaluate the equation of my life. In this atmosphere of absolute vacuum, I do feel the longing for the comfort of my couch back at home. Still I feel the breeze of motivation, not while in the classes of LIBA but while walking through its buzzling corridors. More than the noises of the crowd that fills its classes what remains inside me is the silence of those classrooms when the classes are over.

I'm not here to be a rat, b'coz I've toiled enough to reach here. I'm frustrated and I don't want my frustrations to eat me up. So I hope to make others frustrated at me.

Anyone can find me, if the person wants. I'm not a ghost or a shadow but I'm a normal human being. The only thing is finding me is not worth it.

Ciao on the eve of my ORD exam with a FULL METAL JACKET salute.....

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