There are times and there are times..

Its 1:30 AM. Two years ago. I am up and dont have a care in the world. It is easy. I am up because one cannot sleep round the clock. There have to be breaks.
Its 1:30 AM, and its today. I am up, and I dont know why.
Probably because its one of those times. Its easy. But I donot realise it. Right now i do, and shockingly, it comes as a shock. Its strange, and its poetic, and i would rather that it would stop happening.
I work in TCS now, Gurgaon. I got calls from IMT-G and MDI. Soon i will be someplace. Someplace where i would think this was easy. But it aint, and it is. And it would be easy. Should be easy. But not then. Why I would go there, i dunno. but i would, cuz i wanna escape this. And the i would wanna escape that, and then the next thing, and then the next. Right now i wana escape THIS. This is just one of those times. It will pass. I know it will, but i hope it doesnt. I feel that i know a lot more than i do. this is one of those times..