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I ever wanted in this life!

                   If I am madness you are peace, baby!
                   Then I come back home to reality
                   a broken guitar, an empty room

                   You walk back home to her,

                   your love, your dream!

                   I wish to go back in time
                   and meet you
                   when you had not met her!

                   While I play I am mostly looking at the love of my life, my guitar. I lift
                my face and eyes up to realize I performed to a lukewarm response. Claps;
                some  real,  some  forced.  Smiles;  some  real,  some  forced.  Thereafter,  the
                entire restaurant is filled with chatter and noises. People get busy getting
                themselves wine and dinner. Here’s where I always make room for sneaking

                out. I never planned to spend the night here.
                   Irena’s  relatives  are  too  pretentious  to  appreciate  my  songs.  They
                appreciate mainstream music and whatever is trending. Also, I am not very

                popular in Czech. I compose in English and Hindi, some of my YouTube
                subscribers are from India.
                   People often ask me, ‘Where are you lost?’ Lost is how I feel, mostly.
                Alien in a room full of people, full of conversations. I long for a sense of
                belonging. I mostly find it within me, in my imagination, with the people I

                wish were part of my life, and in places far off that I have never been to.
                Reality is in stark contrast to what I long for and, therefore, I seek solace in
                being lost!

                   I drive back home, walk straight to my bathroom, look into the mirror,
                and question myself, ‘Why? Why did she leave me, abandon me?’ I believe
                that God has been unfair to me. So I don’t really believe in his existence.
                All I know is that if I want something, I will have to go get it for myself.
                That is how it has been.

                   But  guess  what?  Tonight  isn’t  for  crying.  I  have  done  enough  of  it.
                Tonight is about making a move. It is time to get going for my life’s most
                awaited trip. Oh wait! Did I forget to mention that I’m travelling far away
                tonight? Well, yes! My bags and plans are in place. When I step out today,
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