The Musician............
He finds himself lost in thoughts, bled in sweat, breathing heavily,
but still he won't stop, he won't stop until he's completely
exhausted.... He would sing, keep singing.... keep playing.... till his
fingers go red in blood.... he would feel the pain.... would scream
aloud.... would cry out.... but all that happens inside his head....
Somewhere there is still that memory, the one that encourages him to
keep going.... to carry on.... to play on.... to bring it on....
He has dreams, and courage to fulfil them.... All he needed was
motivation.... And he got it, may not be through an orthodox way,
but it worked for him....
But he still waits for that perfect moment, where someone would wake
him up in the middle of the night and ask him to sing their favorite
song, and appreciate every bit of effort that he puts in for that....
Guess someone did make him feel special, maybe not for very long....
When do they start believing that things can happen the way they want them to....
Because the day they start doing it..... is the day they will understand me....
I am in you, if you are in me.....
All I do is "believe that it can happen....".
If it happened once, it will happen again....
He hasn't lost hope.... He believes....
--Jatin H K Sharma
But he still waits for that perfect moment, where someone would wake him up in the middle of the night and ask him to sing their favorite song, and appreciate every bit of effort that he puts in for that....
Guess someone did make him feel special, maybe not for very long....
When do they start believing that things can happen the way they want them to....
Because the day they start doing it..... is the day they will understand me....
I am in you, if you are in me.....
All I do is "believe that it can happen....".
If it happened once, it will happen again....
He hasn't lost hope.... He believes....
--Jatin H K Sharma
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