The real and the surreal astonish me. I try to seek refuge in a makebelif world to evade the stark realities of life. But the dream castle seems to lie beneath the debris of realities, which have turned the tables on me. I m dead crying for help. Realities do stare right in my face. I m the example of what not to be. I aspired for something else but I have ended up being a run of the mill, ordinary journalist. I will never be happy n wont be able to keep others happy because I will always be frustrated with myself. Life is a cauldron ready to drwon me, my heart, my ambitions sink. I can not see my hope keeping afloat. I tried to wade through the trubulent waves but I m now in troubled waters. I m dead n gONE.
But I will come back with vengeance to reach the zenith. Time is not on my side, I will wait for it.