Few more days

Few days have passed since I first posted here, few days have passed since I knew what I was upto. Lost in wilderness of the numerous passing moments, am dumstuck here not knowing what to do and what to say.

My wait for life has been long; know this is a relative term - but with each passing day, it keeps getting longer. Its not the pain which bothers, its just the indifference that does. Well each one has his/her own take on life and so does my life.

I stand in a crowd...in midst of people, I know. People who call themselves friends, but still there is a lot of solitude, a lot of pain, a need for a hand, need for that one shoulder. Do I realize that wants are endless...what if I were to want you and may be this is my want and not my need but that's the emotion that builds in me - that's the emotion that creeps every now and then, on every moment I try to live, I try to cry. But then its a passing phase, another drop of emotion, of experience in this vast ocean of beats I have in my heart.

Yes, the wait seems a little bit more longer, a bit more taxing - I know it will be worth it. I have maybe a few more days to wait - wait for life and I know its coming, its round the corner, at the end of this tunnel and I have a hope - this tunnel is not very long.