Flights of Fantasy

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Working on my first feature, which in all probability, won't be published. Good bye byline and other such dreams. I think I know- what I don't want to do and what I'm doing right now is one of the things.

This can't work out the way it is going, one day at work place and I'm convinced that this atmosphere is not meant for me. Maybe, I should just sit at home and stare at the bedroom walls and appreciate the paint colour. Skim through the weekly's, cook dinner and serve with hot chappatis. Forget "owning" my media house and writing for the newspaper and playing bass in the evening to unwind. Go out on weekends to galleries and wind up at a lounge with friends and a Berry Blush only to wake up on a sunday afternoon and read Murakami. Fantasies are gorgeous, dreams are painful.

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