Ohh, this workload, this tension, this excitement, this experimentation. The project work has really picked up pace nowadays. I've been sleeping less and less these days. Though it doesn't mean I dont waste time or anything. I don't do anything for hours. But thats okay.
I've been getting weak day by day, you know how it is, bad diet, exertion and all. But its okay, I am alive. Actually the food I eat, everyday the same burger, the same coke, the same coffee. I need to change my habits, people keep telling me too, but I am dumb enough to ignore them.
This workload has some how overshadowed the loneliness, the sadness, the homesickness. I am going home on 23rd May, not even a month is left. I guess that has also empowered me to work, and forget the pain.
What pain do I have? I don't know. I have all the comforts, the facilities, companions, work, what not. But something inside is not right. I don't know why. And I am not even willing to, daring to find out. Some kind of void is inside me, and my sixth sense says,.. the end is near.
