As I am growing older, I realise that I am turning more and more alone. I am most definitely not the boy I used to be. My phone rarely rings, my personal email rarely beeps, and the those lazy lovely coffee conversations are long but gone.
I am in my mid 30s and this is not a great state to be…one day, my little birdies shall fly away, so shall my big birdie….
What I really crave for (sometimes) is that brilliant disguise of friendship, the long infinite debates about everything, the process of talking, pushing and mutual discovery. I want to sit with loved ones, spend lazy mornings having endless cups of poison, doing nothing, chasing nothing, being myself without these heavy masks.
Where have all the friends gone? Its the damn blackhole sun probably 
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