Hey people!!
Now this is a shout out to everyone... (If I would say a humble request, would you do me a favour then?)...
Help would be much appreciated.
Trust me, it would really mean a lot to me and to the students association of the world :)
Thanks again....
The days are getting closer for me to get back home… and I feel so glad that they I’m gonna go back!
I feel like I’m gonna be on this “free road”… but I really do wonder sometimes…
Can we find a free road?
You know, the one where you can just walk… without being told to walk on…
So I thought I’ll just write a poem on that…
Aaaaaarrrrrghhhhhhhhh…. I just wanna kill time now, isn’t it? Blaaaaaaahhhhhh!
Here it is…
“Alas! The free road, the one I can walk with pride…
Where I would have no fear, would have nothing to hide…
Is this nirvana? Is this a dream or a delusion…?
Is this real? Or I’m contemplating an illusion?
I can’t walk free… I have my thoughts blocking my way…
I can’t walk free… I have responsibilities to carry away…
So what is this feeling I get? Why do I seem free…?
Maybe because of the transition, from being myself to me…
Myself being the tiresome fellow, who had a boring run…!
Me being the carelessly mellow, the one who knows how to have fun…!
The free road is ahead of me, I want to walk and take my time…
Nothing has been said of me, I don’t care if I don’t rhyme…
So whatever it is, I feel good! Even if this isn’t free…
I feel elated to be with those, who make me feel just like me!”
We are selfish
How many times have we heard this?
How many times have we thought about a motive before doing a deed?
How many times have we ignored the selfless for our own objectives?
We are selfish
Why do we think about no one but ourselves at times?
Why do we let our ego take over our actions at times?
Why do we realize we’re wrong when it’s too late?
I am selfish
I have been beaten, broken and stood up again, for myself.
I have made decisions which were harsh, which suited me.
I repented on things too late, I ignored the selfless for my own objectives.
I am not alone. I am a result of the environment I’ve been in.
There have been friends who called themselves to be related to me but didn’t show up
There have been friends who made me realize how selfish I am
There have been people who called themselves my friends, for their own motives
We are selfish
And then, there are the selfless…
The ones who wait for me when I’m not around them
The ones who tell me everything’s going to be alright
The ones who would do anything for me and not ask anything in return. Happily.
It’s a small world they say, yet it’s difficult to find the selfless from the selfish
Experiences make you a better judge, but you cannot ever be perfect.
That’s life for you, better board the deck to get to them before it gets too late…!
