Saturday night depression

“A monotonous week results into a depressive weekend. “

“ Life is the same …. And that’s the problem”

“I wish you were here … and we were together”

“hell …. Why did I pass out …. I wanna go back to college”

“What the heck! Why don’t I go to sleep and …..”

“huh….. why aint anyone messeging me these days? Why only I miss others…. Why no one misses me … “

“Mama…. I will be late …don’t wait for me”

“mady …harami …. Chaila ..#$@#@”

“hey get my pen drive tomorrow”

“abbey chaman …. Ye joke purana ho gaya hai”

“blah …. Why don’t I delete these messeges so that I can have a sound sleep….. “

“damn …. Why my throat is paining ….what is it …. Why is it ….chocking up … why am I crying …. I am such a loser….. why am I crying …. “

“The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river”

“I miss those days when I was always loaded with the worries of submitting assignments …completing project ….. When I used to fight with my father for having more than 1 hour for internet and let me watch movie late night … when I used to get up in the midnight and drink horlicks …. And….. Well …. The list is endless…. “

“Why doesn’t life have happily ever after? Why do we need to face the question ‘what next?’”

Why can’t we have a happily ever after in real life? …….. Just a perfect end …

“zzzz….”