Every muscle in my body is sick of this sedentary lifestyle that i’m presently leading. I can almost hear myself fatten. I used to be very lean, quite fast and energetic. No, not like Cristiano Ronaldo. I had my reservations about turning into a machine. But then, he hasn’t chased a local train — let alone struggled his way into one — so there’s no way he’d know how inhumanly unfair life can be. Silly analogies apart, i’m getting old the way i thought i never will. In my head, i was supposed to travel, meet new people, learn something unforgettable on my journey and never ever settle down. Not that i’m settling down anytime soon but still. Turns out i didn’t turn out the way i pictured myself at the turn of the century. I used to be 14 once and I remember running around a lot. I didn’t mind the sun or the heat or the humidity. As a backup, i just wanted to complete SSC and get myself a job in an Udupi hotel as a waiter. Of course, that was a secret dream and things were to change eventually. Nowadays, when i look out of the window during working hours, i can’t help blaming that boy for being so damn naive. Moreover, i can’t help blaming this man who has nothing against greying and decaying but who refuses to grow up.
I, me and old self
I, me and old self
I, me and old self
Every muscle in my body is sick of this sedentary lifestyle that i’m presently leading. I can almost hear myself fatten. I used to be very lean, quite fast and energetic. No, not like Cristiano Ronaldo. I had my reservations about turning into a machine. But then, he hasn’t chased a local train — let alone struggled his way into one — so there’s no way he’d know how inhumanly unfair life can be. Silly analogies apart, i’m getting old the way i thought i never will. In my head, i was supposed to travel, meet new people, learn something unforgettable on my journey and never ever settle down. Not that i’m settling down anytime soon but still. Turns out i didn’t turn out the way i pictured myself at the turn of the century. I used to be 14 once and I remember running around a lot. I didn’t mind the sun or the heat or the humidity. As a backup, i just wanted to complete SSC and get myself a job in an Udupi hotel as a waiter. Of course, that was a secret dream and things were to change eventually. Nowadays, when i look out of the window during working hours, i can’t help blaming that boy for being so damn naive. Moreover, i can’t help blaming this man who has nothing against greying and decaying but who refuses to grow up.