u r remembered wen needed...

They say ignorance is bliss...i say its the other way round...its bliss dat makes u ignorant...of people n all dat goes wid it...v liv all our life in pursuit...of wat v believe is happiness...forgoing everything which seems to come in the way...wat v forget tho, is dat v r nt oways rite...but dats whr the irony is..coz v oways “believe” dat v r...believe eh!!! Believe u may...on urself...believe u may...on ur individualism...but never ever believe in the dependence of it...on anyone except u...ur decision is urs...n all that comes wid it...gud or bad..
The flaw wid one being dependent is.. it makes u liv fr others...ppl u believe u love...yeah love!!! Its then that u can do anything fr them...nething dat u can...or u cannot...u do dat without any expectations...without any conditions...n u don’t impose any either, on the very ppl...but its wen u realise dat all dat u hve done fr them doesn’t count...not to them...or to u...its wen u realise u hve done all in ur power to c them wat they r..happy..dat u feel happy...n u want to b a part of dat happiness...u want urself to b wanted...u need urself to b given just dat one thing u desire...to b remembered..
U r remembered wen needed...some remember u coz they need love...n they kno u can giv it to them...some remember u coz they need solace...n yeah..u can giv them dat as well...some remember u wen they cant remember anyone else...atleast fr that moment...n yeah...u r thr then as well...u r thr everytym u r remembered...in pursuit of wat u believe...is their happiness...n so is urs...or is it?? Its wen u luk bak at ur lyf...at people who have loved u...people who u cudnt love...people u let go...coz u believed u didn’t love them...dat u realise how wrong u cud hve been...how very wrong...coz its much easier to love someone..than be loved...its much easier to giv up everything fr someone than hve someone giv everything up fr u...u try everytym just to c that one smile on the face of that someone...so much so dat u forget to smile urself...its then dat u need someone to want u to smile...
u step out of the house...hurt...fr having come...hurt...for having wanted to b needed...hurt ...fr having wanted to b remembered...hurt...fr having wanted to b wanted...u luk at the watch...it aint tym...u r early...u remember wat she has said...coz it resounds wid so much clarity...wats even more clear...r the implications of it...dat u had had a choice..dat u had made one...dat it was ur choice to do whatever u had done fr her...dat it was ur choice to have loved her...n its consequences r fr u to bear...it aint she who is to b blamed...its u...coz it was ur choice after all...u luk at the watch again..the tym doesn’t seem to move...u luk at ur byk...standing in front of u...telling u everything wil b alrite...even wen she finds it hard to believe herself.. lyf comes a full circle they say...n u find urself rite at the point whr it all began..again...u luk at ur hands...n they r trembling...wid sweat at the side of ur neck...its a chilly nyt...n the sweat feels cold against the skin...cold enuf...
u luk around urself...at the cold dark nite ahead of u...the byk throttling along...u luk at ppl around u...n u find none...u luk at ur hands..n they r trembling...u luk at the months gone by n the months to come...u want to b alone...n wen u r...u want someone tellin u it wil b alrite...u shut the sounds of ur mind to hear the revs of ur byk...coz u kno she needs u...to take her home...n thr u r...rite whr u were...wid her again...