I'm tired

I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm tired.
tired of sleeping at midnight or the next morning. tired of the struggle to get the right layout. tired of skipping breakfast or lunch or dinner everyday. tired of struggling with the non-c0-operative sleep at the odd hours. tired of FREEHAND, PHOTOSHOP CS3, Gmail, Orkut. tired of looking at those beautiful women, my best friend's best friends who belongs to some other guy. always.

someday

someday i feel like no one. feel completely out-of-place, scattered everywhere. i don't know how and when this feeling starts bothering me. but the moment i realize it, it becomes deeper and sharper. i think, see, hear, feel everything differently. everybody seem so unknown and unfriendly. and keeps on bothering me. and keeps on disturbing me. unless i get tired and dine and go to sleep for the longest of the nights.

wake up next day and it's gone. gayab, chale gechhe.

someday i'm the most 'I'.