HOPE

Hope- A man’s best friend and his biggest enemy too…..Its as double edged as everything this life has to offer…..stinking of duality….not here not there….raising its ugly little head everywhere….some days it makes my chest swell…. It makes me write great stories, paint beautiful canvases, make wonderful films in my head…..and then when I get drunk on it….imbibe it in my veins…sway to its intoxication…then it kills me…….how I long to be free of this disease…this elixir of life…how I wish to rise above my petty hopes and struggles…and become the man I have to be….the very next moment how I crave for the hopeful little child inside….unbearable is the schizophrenia of hope….