in the middle of the crowd I tried to focus my eyes and sharpen my ears, but they were in vain. They were still unnamed faces, murmuring voices. Adults mumbling barely audible talks, children running jumping chattering around. The loud voices on the sound system is more a distraction than calming, though the songs played are of those melancholic tones. But through it all, im imagining hearing the ticking of the clock. A moment there hearing the hands of time mercilessly moving. Amazing, how people can keep their grudge for a freakishly long time. Some do it intently, and some others do it unknowingly. And me... I can safely say that i am the latter. ..... Looking at these people, scarily busy and loud with no specific meaning. As if they will live forever. ..... Can you figure out the riddle of the heart? How it can kill you, change your appetite and leap you off up and down.

another another hope. another never-ending story. another failure. another crossroad. I don't know, how all of this started. is this a jealousy? Or was it a possessive energy I felt when you said goodbye? I can only watch you, when you smiled and hurriedly walked out the room. I just needed to see your eyes then, to find even the tiniest spark. But there weren't any. Yours were just another straight look, a brief glance that said nothing. And I was left, with no one to understand how broken I felt. I tried to find any ways for me to get to you. But all seemed wrong. Another brief soft voice came over me. Was it an ephiphany? Or was it a call for help from my dear heart? It said, don't worry, this is not a farewell. I just wanted to believe it, maybe for the sake to be sane again. I smiled. when I saw on all those social network, somebody stated how happy their #life is, how happy they are now, how great their #lifes have been. I smiled. I sighed. Oh how the world just keeps turning, nonchalantly, even when all I ever want to do is to stand, unmoved, alone, to just be a spectator, not a participant. To just breathe and breathe.

wrong again! When did it go wrong? (My #life) How did it get started? It ended so soon (The hope) Which wrong turn have I taken there? How did the path lead to this? Why did I let this happen, now that everything has turned out as a mistake. Where was the u-turn? I need to make a hard turn, go back to where the junction was. Who was I and who am I now? When their happiness aren't yours, what would you do? If the choices were yours again, will you turn left? Or right? Or would you stop? Or would you go straight? you get up, doing what you think is right, but then somewhere down the road, soon enough, they all perish down the drain.