After hours

When the sane world busy sleeping, few crazy ones are wondering what to do next…just because they don’t wanna sleep…
And I am one of the crazy ones…
I haven’t really figured out the (logical)reason behind staying up late..I guess there isn’t one…

All I do is watching movies, listening to music, reading…pretty much everything what I can do in day-light…But after hours, these things seem far more appealing. I somehow appreciate them more.

Then, a noisy vehicle goes by and disturbs tranquility of the night..The sound fades leaving behind a new-found serenity. Those peaceful moments are very intriguing and thought provoking.The absence of inane rush makes me realize, that rat race is huge part of life and its inevitable. I start introspecting, evaluating my day. Various thoughts/ideas pop up in my head about my future, my dreams and what not.. I run out of things to do n I decide to sleep...to become the part of that silent world, which I adored so far…to dream same old stupid dreams and hoping to have new ones.. to wake up next mornings to face same old rush and noise, to make my dreams come true.

Idealism

I believe in idealism, making no compromises..
And it took me this long to realize that, it is too much to expect in this world…