The last night of October

It was the last night of October …  a long, hard period of silent introspection.

In my hostel room, i’m all by myself, … with a collection of Bengali dramas. Time swept past. First Enrique’s ‘Hero’, then Eminem’s ‘Lose Yourself’, then songs of TZP, Rock on, … i rewinded them again and again.

I really cannot afford to be different. If for no one else, only for you I have to be myself. That’s how i am what i am. It’s gonna be tough. But i’ll do it again, like i’ve been doing for long. Yes,THAT is life.