Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind

A friend asks 'What are you doing at this hour?!'
'n I say 'Just catching up on the world, just catching up..'

A world, thats long past
a world, that many have walked before...

a world, where memory footprints 'n gchat records
are all that one has to retrace the way...

way to?

one's blindness? one's mistakes? one's naive dreams?
to a world, half imaginary?

magical songs with perfect words
'n long talks into the night...

people who leave,
do they spare a thought for ones left behind?

a world, thats long past
a world, that many have walked before
'n to this world i walk now...

a friend asks 'What are you doing at this hour?!'
'n I say 'Just catching up on the world, just catching up..'

It is all that is left unsaid upon which tragedies are built...

you would think that in this day education/intelligence/character is what a person will be judged by and that those are one's real 'aasthi' but sadly even to the so-called well educated society the bottom line still is - 'how much material aasthi one has' ...