Thursday, February 11, 2010

Trader of stories

It is 3.45 am. Give me some coffee. Or, can I have some silence, please? I am tired of the noise around me. It makes my head spin. I can feel the bile in my mouth. The noise enters my body and hides in my guts. God, can someone give me shelter? I can trade my stories for a peaceful stay.

3 comments:

Nikhil Srivastava said...

As far as I have witnessed life, this is a situation when we want to do lot of things and simultaneously don't want do anything. We peep into ourselves for peace and then feel the every little sound around us.

Kate said...

sometimes I find my head in the clouds,
it's a great place to hang out for a while

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