Sane

Sitting idle and munching on snacks

Watching cars pass by

The silent company of a stranger

And his looks sly

I want to start a conversation

But how do I even begin

It’s better to just eat my munchies

And go get a drink

Waiting and eating is all I do

This has become my bain

A bit of writing in between

Is what keeps me sane

Well…waiting is all I do these days, waiting for the interviewer to call me, waiting for the food to arrive, waiting for my offer letter, waiting for an idea to strike me. Right now too I am waiting for someone to pick me up, and what better way to pass time than eating, drinking and writing.

Advertisements

One thought on “Sane

Add yours

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Powered by WordPress.com.

Up ↑

%d bloggers like this: