Everytime I Go Away

“I promise I’ll be back as soon as possible alright,” is what I’d say--if you are mildly annoyed whenever I pack-up for a trip.

“I’ll call you when I get there okay,” is how I’d comfort you--if you call to check up on me when I hit the road.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be home before you know it,” is what I’d tell you --if I could steal a quick minute on my way back to be on the phone with you.

But NO, I can’t do any of that…

Because, you don’t even exist in my life.

Because, I don’t even know who or where you are.

Because, We haven’t even met yet.

Hmm…Excuse me please; I am just an exhausted traveler with excess baggage, wild imagination, a huge void in life, and plenty of time to kill on a return journey.

(Your heart is the only place I wish to go)

This NYE Tradition of Ours

This is what always happened to us on the last & first day of every year.

We got ourselves a huge room.

We were downing the drinks like we never drank before.

(Practising the Art of Alcoholism!)
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We wrestled for the mics among ourselves.

We made a big fool of one another.

We went totally mad when the clock strikes 12.

We ended the night with nasty breaths, churning stomachs and trimmed wallets.

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This is us spending the remaining moments of a year together.

This is us celebrating the beginning of a brand new year together.

This is us still laughing, well-wishing, getting wasted together.

This is us still being in each other’s company after all these years.

(Celebration is our Best Tradition!)
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Happy New Year My Dearest Old Pals!