I am just so tired of the routine that yawns at me. That routine be the honesty I share with my only best friend. Funny, that I add 'only' before best friend when there can be just one. The hopelessness bores me and I want to hope for better days than I have had before. The laziness just bugs me because that isn't and wasn't me ever professionally, at least. The routine of it being called everyday is such a cliché that I wish tomorrow could have been better than today and yesterday.
It is a little strange when we have to fine tune the balance between friendship and professionalism.
Sometimes the professionals you have worked with, no more remain friends and the friends who stayed all along sometimes work with you for your profession.
When you reach the height of success, you stay close to people who truly love you. The more you are in the world of glam, the more you crave for love and relationships based on truth, faith, understanding and patience.
Written by Vrushali Deshpande
Each breath that I take today feels like the over weight body trying to lift itself up. Yet my attempts do not fail to try each moment that I suffer noticeably. Today, it is not the same as I used to be; the strong, wilful, joyous, talkative person who once lived life with a laugh that was so easily understood as happiness. Today, the smile is that to strangers disguised as friends, the laugh is suffering deep within wanting to explode in tears. Today, who that I am is the one I never met before.
Written by Vrushali Deshpande
Life has completely lost its meaning, but if it does mean anything at all in the remote part of my brain, then simply means, "Survival."
What is it that I have which makes me look forward to anything at all? Everything seems to be losing its way, but if there is anything I can think of, then it is my ability to be me, "Me."
Written by Vrushali Deshpande
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