High and Low
Ironically, with every high I feel, there comes a low that strucks me hard, like the tsunami on Boxing Day 2 years back.

I'm tired.

Don't think I want to bother anymore.

You can choose to do what you like.

For I don't want to end up disappointed once again.

Lead your life the way you like it.

I don't enjoy scolding you anyway.

It hurts you as much as it hurts me.

Forget it.

I don't get a salary increment nor a word of thanks.

I'll leave you alone next time.

Sorry, I don't think there'll be many such chances anyway.

Take care...
- posted by NaNa @ 6:56 AM