2 years

Where did 2 years go, where did they take me. Hell is the only gift this country gave me. And am just stuck here. Don't know for how long, but still here.

Yesterday the person I love tells me about the person I loved. 2 years ago I loved her, and 2 years later from then, I love her.

In the meanwhile, I pursued my Masters in Computer Science. 2 years of this was like choking yourself. And its not the studies, it was the circumstances, the people and alot of myself. Now am trying to remember why I came here in the first place. I know why, but I wish I could just go back in time. Thought things were getting better, but I dont know if I was thinking too much or too little.

These 2 years have made me richer and extremely poor. So rich that I spend 2 lacs gambling, and so poor that I cant feel certain things.

My mind plays with me, with images and feelings. I am tired.

But the only good thing to happen to me was the most wonderful person to enter my life. I feel bad for her. But she is a sweetheart. And I cant wait to get out of this hell and go back to her.