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'While you were hanging youself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard.
I was staring straight into the shining sun.' - Pink Floyd

Just one thought to make you revive. Just one feeling to make you lasting. Just one glance to make you stop. Just a song to make you curious. Just a friend to reach her. A serendipity. My empty mind is scattered word-shop. I need to mingle'em in an arrangement .For humans. For me. For her. And music is one of the friend i've got to trust upon. 11.50 pm and I am still wanting to play some soothing ones. Always some x-factor boosts to pen down. Pile of books on the other side of my table wait for me until dawn and then I am into the 'engineering-pursuit'. 

Love it, then deploy it. Well this should now execute by me. Apparently both parts. Special thanks to 'piekna'. The cosmetic friend. For being so long lasting, in case of hours :P. Exam times approach and nights always hate that. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and blah,blah,fucking,blah. Someone help me get rid of this. Need a breeze of winter, aly and fila's uplifting melodies and well thats it. These two will work fine to get my wrist turn to other side of table tomorrow and grab one of the books. Decided a jog with Harsh and I hope i am implementing it this time. Got to tighten calves a bit and flat the belly. Also running make better mental and physical status. And a little bit of less laziness . 12.10 am and I am dwelling my present here. Can't get off from Pink Floyd's 'Coming Back To Life' . Such a masterpiece. Just make you feel aware of your presence. Just like Chris Nolan's Interstellar did. Again, such a masterpiece. Maybe I am looking forward for hat-trick to watch it coz 'do not go gentle into that good night'. Maybe I hope to master just a piece of my character, a kind. For her. Coz I aint worried about the loser people. I can do that. Got no regrets. Because I am killing the past and coming back to life.