Venting Dreams

No affirmations, no abandonment, not much of thinking at all.

Get up, brush your teeth, take a bath, go to office, do your work, hang out with friends if you feel like, listen to music, eat a lot, stare at the phone ringing, chew gum, watch some movies, learn some coding, read maximum city, call up home, sleep, wake up, body ache and venting dreams.

The daemons of the past have been long gone. There is no corner in my mind or my heart for them. 

Not even reminiscing of a subconscious mind.

 And day by day, these venting dreams keep pulling me back. 

Free as a bird in these venting dreams, only to realize when you wake up that your wings have been tied and your flight is short. 

 A desire to gain freedom from inhibitions, responsibilities, worries, memories, control, expectations and forbiddance. 

Two steps at a time I move ahead and one step at a time I am pulled back.

“Dream”

Well, I know I it was supposed to be a Tiffin Centre. Yes, I also remember each slap-up support and words of encouragements bestowed on me. So, I was wondering if any of you (esp: Sita, Saumil, Ritika, including others) would be “equally” interested in tagging along for a new plan. Please look at the picture to let me know your views. P.S: Now if you guys are wondering whether I would also be wearing a “Lungi” and lifting it all the way up, doing the Appadi Poda dance, while wearing the black local made ray-ban that can be brought from the national market, shouting “enna rascala” and “dischkiyon dischkiyon”, all the time making it a point that my South Indian accent makes me look EVEN more stupid, I must say, you are in for a big treat. I can probably endorse the veerapan style moustache (I did try the moustache for two weeks. I received a mixed bag of response, so let me know if I should be putting it up on the blogger), slurp and burp while eating, and use “Aiyo”, “macha”, “Chuma” and “wassup da” in every sentence that comes out from my mouth. Well, the opportunities are unlimited and there is no dearth of creativity. Maybe someday we can open up a few branches in Goa too. Till then, let me wonder how the picture would look if it read: Anant Wines” [And for all you “northies” who must have had fun or enjoyed the remarks against “us” southies” I will put up a board so that your kith and klan can understand what we serve: “We serve “Child Beer” and “Chilled Bear”].