Sickening emptiness
Its another exit. One of my closest friends is leaving Bangalore this weekend. My cube is gonna look awfully empty on Monday :( Who will come with me for the long bike rides now? :(
Suddenly I'm feeling very depressed. I knew this was coming; but still, when the moment of truth arrives, its hard to take in. I'm gonna feel terribly lonely in this campus now. Thousands of faces, but all strange. And I'll be alone in the crowd. Again.
Blessed are those who have the company of their closest pals.
Suddenly I'm feeling very depressed. I knew this was coming; but still, when the moment of truth arrives, its hard to take in. I'm gonna feel terribly lonely in this campus now. Thousands of faces, but all strange. And I'll be alone in the crowd. Again.
Blessed are those who have the company of their closest pals.
8 Comments:
People are strange when you're a stranger ,
Faces look ugly when you're alone,
jim morrison!
but not always.. people come n go! but at times its difficult to part with the essential ones.. but thats the way it works.. thats the way world moves on! umm.. too philosophical! thnx for the comment.. bye unni..
same to me.........no more "DEYS"...and everything is looking strange...is Bangalore going to swallow him? yea its B...Raesh B...who was sitting next to me in turbo plus labs...and it was the beginning of another relation....
-P
Was returning home after packing off Raesh on Saturday, and suddenly, the cityscape changed texture. The feeling transitioned from numbness to wierdness to vulgarity, as the roads and buildings that had been as familiar to me as the back of my palm, suddenly wore a strange new look. I felt as if I was travelling through a totally alien place. One more chord that tied me to this place was broken. Are there any left? I aint so sure!
I am sure. There ain't any string that holds me back to this place anymore. However hard I try to find one, just for the heck of it, nothing surfaces.
It is that dreaded Monday today, and its all different.
Change, the universal truth, I bow to thee.
Hammer of the Gods!
Drive the ships to new lands
wipe the hoarde
singin' and cryin'
Valhalla I am coming...
Parting –yes, it’s a hard thing to do
Specially when its friendship true
It hurts to see a friend bid adieu
And some pain is always due
But life goes on, there’s another hue
To fill the canvas new
A note to u, my dear bro, that when ur heart is true
Not a thousand mile thats placed between can take one far from you
People can be far, when they r near..and near, when they are far
The ways of heart is one such that no metric scale can chart!
Thanks! and drowned fishing.... :(
Came here via another blog :)
Went thru the same phase a month back. IT attrition has killed many a friendhip.
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