Road to a Hangover
It's early in the morning , I'm sitting down on my bean bag staring out of the window, At a time of the day when the only things that seem to be moving are the pigeons . My friends lie asleep in wonderland on the mat next to me Well one of them at least is the other is still voicing out his opinions on politics. I keep staring out at the window, a million thoughts cruising through my mind ,I dont want to stay on one topic alone . I know il be hitting the mat soon, so many things I'd like to think about and yet so little time . I quickly browse through the contents of my mind like the way I used to study a night before my exams. And the same thing happens as it used to with the exams ,in the end I only remember the topics and nothing about the content what I studied. I feel like those tourists who take the bombay darshan where one is supposed to enjoy all this city has to offer in a span of about 12 hours. I start to wonder if this is how I feel when I'm dreamin...