..for once..

..yeah for once i thought i should go.. call.. see and try talking with a friend who misunderstood,
and i went.. i called.. unanswered.. i called again.. unanswered.. may be the ego of that just did or could,

do nothing except being at ease.. to feel.. oh how big i have become hence its not good to be a friend of one such,
ordinary.. though a survivor against many a odds.. well after a deep thought i said.. alright let go.. adore have no gruch,

or any sort of ill will.. thats life you know.. many a times things like these for once or for all the times happen,
in practical terms.. they did say.. cant you see we dont have the time.. fine.. yeah.. dont have some thing.. called the weapon,

or the emotions.. or those things or the memories.. that in being egoists you dont want to recall or nourish,
alright your choice.. i let go.. shall never call you again ever.. hum chotay admi hai.. may be i am a bit borish,

for once.. and for ever i came to certain conclusions that i am sure are good enough to remember in life,
be able to rise... be able to survive.. be able to be of some sort of value.. make own gussa a weapon to rise above.. to ease each strife...