Here he goes again, the second time of the week and he goes again,
Monday or Friday, new year or last year, he is all the same,
lying a few feet from the door,
some empty bottles and a diamond ring on the floor,
his life is a mess, it is full of shit,
shut up everyone, Maks is an idiot,

Saturday night, one more day on Delhi streets,
We all are hanging out on CP, I am giving the treat,
the occasion, I don’t remember clearly,
Maks getting the job, I am quitting, it could be any,

Sitting on the stairs of some gaudy mall,
they all look the same, nothing special to recall,
I don’t watch girls anymore, particularly for love,
it doesn’t matter now, I am already hurt by that word,
but he still believes in the love that should be true,
even when he never had one or perhaps never heard I love you,

Another friend got married last month, would be kissing his wife,
we still don’t know what we are doing, what to do with the life,
career heading nowhere,
no one to guide, don’t know how to reach there,
parents want something that he doesn’t want to do,
He knows life would be easier then, but it isn’t what he belongs to,
times are changing, everything changing around,
friends are settling, nesting, having kids but he is going round and round,

Still standing where he was five years ago,
one step up and countless there to go,
but he believes we will be always like that,
a lot good at heart and a little flawed,
his life is a mess, it is full of shit,
shut up everyone, Maks is an idiot,

Watching girls, cute, pretty, long or short,
debating if they are hot or not,
Watching someone cuddling with someone,
we miss someone, he remembers someone,
Here he goes again, the second time of the week,
he has done it again,

Beers for me and others, he is settling for RC,
quacking at first, arguing later and then mumbling something shitty,
for all things he would say, he will not remember any,
we all are lost, we all are intoxicated,
landing on a shop of lingerie, oops I mean jewelry,
the salesgirl from North-East is really pretty,
she smiles, we drool and end up with a diamond ring,

He has lost his “imagination” a long time ago,
knows that life is full of highs and low,
perhaps it’s just a matter of time,
till life teaches us the way to live or we make it dance on our rhyme,
for now, we are happy together, we are alone,
He has a sweet dream, someone waiting somewhere unknown,

Two more pegs, now it’s not he who is talking,
I am still wondering who actually bought that ring,
sorry, sister, he has done it again,
there is no point in trying, he will not remain the same,
Shouldn’t life be a memorable journey?
Some best friends, a cute love and a lot messy,
Yeah, his life is a mess, it is full of shit,
shut up everyone, Maks is an idiot…

Where is my ATM, morons?
-N2S
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