I know
It's a terrible tragedy
Yet,
I wish to write about
My good time
I wonder
Sometimes walking in my house
As different rooms
Have different colours and character to it
One of the rooms
Lit by the evening light
With a balcony
And the trees
The other
My living room
Well lit
With an easel on which my wife paints
And a TV , a smart one
I wonder
When I have a good time, I let loose
Or
When I let loose, I have a good time
Well, who knows
I watched a movie
Julie & Julia
Cried with whisky
And cheese
A genetic trait from my grandfather
A great man
In my eyes
Whenever I have a good time
I realise
I am lucky
Extremely lucky
Having such
Wonderful people in my life
All of you
Bring music to my life
In the movie
Was a blogger
Writing everyday
Like a disciplined person
I too have some readers
Who talk to me sometimes
And like what I write
I know
I was wondering whether I could write
In a routine
Every day, every week,every month
May be that is how you blog
I can't
I wait for that time to come
When I live without any constraints
Free what Albert Camus would want a man to be
Mad like Dali
Nihilistic like Bukowski
Or may be like me
Like a nobody
A happy one , but a nobody
Like you, like a
Nobody
Anyways
Good Night
