Friendship Day or a chained state

Unfortunately, and also strangely, this blog always gets my melancholy vomits.

Here I am. Armed with a zest to celebrate the finest breaths of my existence- when I am feeling LOVE, I am in a desperate search to take out myself. My friends, my lovely ones for whom I care (have cared) are those who deserve my grateful expressions. The celebration, now, shall begin as now I've got my first salary. But where to find souls? Where are those who shall strengthen my faith, when I am among the others, in mankind.

I direct a lonely dream. Dressed in a topless black attire; trying to harmonize myself into the creation on a hill top, I see myself in the most pure state of existence. But the time which has the colour of the present seems to cry as every moment touches the next making way for either a tear or a certain stretch of muscles on face. In the fight of lonliness and celebration among the herd, I tend to live in a placid tomb.

With the fresh rays of the new sun..........