Sluuurrrrrp

Well this one is about a drink which i have on a regular basis n th feeling tht it evokes in me..Th drink is just sherbat which one gets at th golawala's but the kind of ingredients tht go into it are beyond compare. I usually make him put milkmaid in my sherbat and the taste which develops is just ecstatic..The aroma enchants you before you take a sip, you feel like u dnt want to drink it, just keep on feeling th smell of th freshly grated ice, the thick milkmaid syrup and th essenceful gola liquid which is been put into it..The smell is so nourishing tht for a second or two i feel like i am the king of the world, it just teleports you to a world which you hardly know but wanna be in forever, it is an instant healer of pain and sorrow, mellowd down feelings n the sureshot succesion of being alive.And whn you gulp it down, it goes thru th neck n slowly into the darknessof the stomach, but leaves a mesmerising taste in your mouth,a craving which is only fulfilled by taking anothr sip....I wish those glasses could just keep on coming,but alas..th money..oh th money..i swear ill conquer it one day.

Never mind...

Vertigo they say is a disorder of the brain in which one feels dizzy, its bad to have it..i dnt agree to it..man i wish i had it somehow n thn engage in a flight of dreams never heard nvr seen nver felt. Surest way to being excited beyond a point of no return is this feeling along wiht th feeling of becoming one with th tunes of nature..njoying th minuscules of laughter., and thn heading towards anever ending passage of metamorphosis of the mind. Vertigo is the place all shud be, to allow oneself th freedom of thought beyond thought n thinking in a way like u nvr hav n nvr will, self producing meaninglessness of worried down dark secrets n returning to th world of th dead. U wanna run to it n still cnt reach it, u wanna hide but u r already seen, its like the feeling of being not sure whethr ur dreaming or still awake....ever had tht. Its wht keeps one thinking to go beyond th fucking human trials n tribulations n to think abt a life without th ideation of belongingness, of living, of searching, of engaging, of feeling.....Misery they say is th man's second best friend n how true it stands. i hav been trying to but in vain, as sugar coated as it seams its simply blinding n behaving in a self improved cathartic feeling of vengeance..Blood thirsty n gut wrenching it speaks, a two edged sword, u get cut in some or th other way..