No End.

When I was little, I used to eagerly wait for those days and times when something good would happen. I believed we would do a lot of hard work, save money and one day would be able to buy a Scooter. Days and months and years passed and my wish grew stronger. Then suddenly one day, my father called me and showed me a Scooter at home. It took me some time to accept that it was ours.

Chasing Cars

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Stop.

When I was in 11th and 12th standard in School, I spent most of my time in observing people. Of course there were opinions from everywhere that proved that I was doing something wrong, in the minds from where they originated. I couldn't care more about it than anything else. It was not voluntary. My teachers had in mind what has to happen with us, with every student in the class, with a target to achieve, and a purpose lost. And I wasn't ready for that, I always wanted to do something different. But I didn't know then, what I know now, and it's all about that lost purpose.