Its not always the moon light which brings out the deepness of thoughts.
Its not always the rain which expresses a deep emotion.
Not always sunset with one loved person,
Not always night drives.
Its the citylights from a height and cool breeze.
Sunrise with the whole family.
The not so quiet car ride and curved roads.
Early morning breakfast and a hot cup of tea.
As I sip my cocktail in the morning and read the newsfeed of various sites,
Makes me wonder of 10years from now.
No, not my past.
Its not always the past.
I am talking about my future.
Will I be a fat person diseased with obesity?
Or an overly nutritious person with almost a flat belly?
Will I be still writing down my thoughts?
Or I’ll be too busy to be friends with my pen and book?
Will I still be a short tempered person?
Or would I have learnt the art of keeping my thoughts shut?
Will I be someone who would wait the whole week just for a day off?
Or someone whose life will be too sorted to wait for weekend?
Will there be someone who’d wait everyday for some quality time with me or someone who is too busy to even remember my birthday?
Or maybe just single?
Will I be around the little half’s of me and half of the person I love?
Or alone and still doing some reckless deed in my sweats ?
Will I still be breathing or perhaps just in the prayers of people who adored me?
If it’s not always the past,
Why not present?
As these never ending thoughts eat up my head,
I head towards a day, A normal day struggling with the confusion of writing 2016 or 2017.
Why wait for 01.01.20xx for a fresh start?
Doesn’t sound simple,
But pop a rocher and the very next minute can be your fresh start.
The dirt between your teeth looks as nice as the scar on the moon, I swear.