Garfield n Me

Sometimes i find a strange similarity with Garfield. Its not just his lazy nature that draws me to this belief. Its just that his day dreaming is so similar to mine. Some mornings i literally wake up and think of saying out a loud "meow" and suppressing it in a loud yawn. I struggle out of bed and keep imagining when is the next time i can hit bed again. When will i have a day in my life when i will just eat lasagna and sleep the rest of the time away. Yes LASAGNA.....each time it gets mentioned i feel an urge...yes yes... i soo want it now..

And yea i realise its cheesy calories and i vouch that i
wud get around to excersizing but each day i find some excuse or the other of not doing so .The only thing that keeps me going is the active conversation that keeps going on in my head. My fertile imagination that keeps me ruminating in a world of my own. The best activity is staring at the idyllic idiot box whole day...and an occational tick tack on my laptop. Its like creating a parallel universe for myself, the one in which i get lost each day.... the one place where i know ....its me... and i am the best :)

And did i mention.... i do totally hate mondays :)

A Soliloquy

The stars are awake

Walking me to a world unknown

I keep talking in my head

In an ardent soliloquy

I talk so much only to realize

The one I am talking to is not by my side

I have moved on so much ahead

That I have come to a land of unsaid

How nice it would be

If neither of us spoke

There would never be any quarrels

There would never be any hope

But in this perfect world

Something seems amiss

Its so perfect that

It seems bitter sweet

You may have wants here

But you must shed your desire

You may have formalities

And yet make some memories

Meet strangers down the lane

Lead a life and be gone with the wind

What if I want to desire?

What if I want to lean from the edge

And glance at what lies ahead

Wouldn’t I want to breathe in my life

Sip from the lees and skip a beat

Wouldn’t I yet be called alive?

Why things have changed so much

Why is it so hard to backtrack

Was the love we felt so fragile that it had to crack

We move apart and touch base again

We move closer yet give each other pain

If its so claustrophobic why cant we give away

If there is nothing at all then why do we await the call

The day has called it night

It needs to rest awhile

I can start with my soliloquy again

And let the stars hear my plight…