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You should pity people like me. You should do that because I don’t know what I want from life. No longer is the soil of my human brain moist and eager enough to catch a new imprint and let it in deep so as to make a mark. All of it today is but a wall trying to hold almost everything that touches it without the sense to get its purpose.
I get things and often don’t and in between and after, in the loss and in the gain, I never feel happy. The happiness to slog and achieve gets ruined in the wake of the new desire to get more. The sadness of being unable to lead and have life the way I want to, is much more than needed to subdue the spirit of being alive.
Time is passing by, I am moving in and out with others moving in and out around me and in between all these confused matrixes of movements I hear a voice which can see and it says that I am lost in a thirst which is never ending. I started out seeking more and I shall end seeking more. There is no end to it for I have realized that my thirst can never be quenched.

My pain lies in the knowledge of the very same fact and my incapability to change myself. It is sad yet true that all I want is more….