Slipping....

Something is slipping away... she can't quite place her finger on it... u know like that crazy feeling that you get up with which says, 'it's different... in an empty sort of way!' n she's kinda confused whether to be happy or sad... (ya rite... like if she's happy about the space or sad about the emptiness..!) there's a conflict of emotions... It's like she's found something within her... and to nurture that she needs to let go of something else... But does she want to let go?? Is she even comfortable with that 'new' something?? Or is it old?? Did she lose it somewhere along the way....??

A few more questions:
"How much does it take to have a point of view? How much to defend it? How much does it take to look into someone's eyes when you apologize? How much to look the other way? To squeeze every moment for what its worth? How much does it take to promise yourself that you'll live life on your own terms? How much does it take to keep your word??"

It takes li'l to reclaim your life! (Credit: a Tata Safari Ad at the back of an old tattered magazine)

But then she asks... "What life? What do you wanna reclaim??" And a voice screams, "Pretty much evevrything!" She shuts it down... it reappears... and something begins to slip.... She doesn't know what... She doesn't know why.... !!