Wandering like a predator after office,
I found myself vehemently lonely.
Oh. please..!.. It is the Food I am talking about,
These days KFC, Dominos even the Roadside stalls appear to lose the charm!
Where can I get a handful of food..?
I realize this hunger is lurking in my mind, not in the stomach.
Meghan Trainor becomes irresistible, “I am gonna love like I am gonna lose you
I am gonna hold you like I am saying goodbye”.
And I can relate this to my cravings for a plate of food - anything!...
Even my mind knows where I can get the food I want,
It knows and it is not telling me.
It is ordering me.
But how am I supposed to…!!
No. It's long enough.
I can't visit the place. But the choice is already made.
Okay, I will go. The mind is wrecked, the soul is shattered, and I am gathering the skull of my past and present,
Writing down a conclusion that is about to happen in the near future. Few hours.
Taking a U-Turn, I set the GPS, “Riverland Cruize, Thousand Oaks, CA - 911150”
And now it's showing “Apartment 36B”
Yes, it is the name. Shall I give a call?
No, I will surprise her just the way I used to do,
After that five ruthless winters have shown their colors.
She had an unconscious demand for my monthly salary and I was so happy about it.
And she used to say, ‘Which color’
She used to say “Oh baby. Strap off and Strap On”
Buckle Up and Strap On!