I wish

I wish I could be cheerful every moment, smile, giggle and reciprocate others. I wish I could ask my father his health while making a home-call. I wish I could say "happy birthday" to my boss. I wish I could say "fuck off" at every blunder committed by the elements surrounding me. I wish I could get lust to revive myself. I wish I could submit resignation at slightest urge and create a benchmark. I wish I could go on switching jobs and shifting cities like we change our shocks. I wish I could cause a caeserian of the PSU culture. I wish I could bed with some bombshell to create another masterpiece. I wish I could stop masturbating once and for all. I wish I could commit suicide. I wish I could go on a horse-ride, play with sands, walk the mountain and have an open-sky sex. I wish I could become a fashion photographer, a bohemian professor and an elite sadhu. I wish I could redefine "cynicism" and prove how it propels to be positive in life. I wish I could purchase a firm house, create a beautiful lawn and picturise V S Naipaul in me. I wish I could receive memento from others. I wish I could do all non-sense and turn the collective verdict in my favour. I wish I could die young. I wish my "would-be" could tolerate me. I wish she could understand the semiotics of (my) silence. I wish I could keep her as the most cherished trophie in the world. I wish I could have been matured little earlier. I wish I could be what I am not, in taste, in nature, in career, in physical and meta-physical. I wish I could create a movement. I wish I could be a flier. I wish I could post in my Blog everyday. I wish all my posts remain virgin to prove themselves one day. I wish I could feel writing. I wish I could be more humorous. I wish I could have the power to decode the language I wanted to when I was in school. I wish I could have born in place of Abhishek Bachhan. (For God's sake, I could be a better actor and a better Man.) I wish I could "ctr+z" my life. I wish I could have fallen in love. I wish I didn't delete my collections. I wish my home could trigger a sense of belongingness in me. I wish I would not be a hypocrite. I wish I would not be a selective lier. I wish I could have a gun. I wish I could hobnob with some B-grade actresses. I wish I could give a damn to any "what others will think". I wish I could be an even better student, more logical in approach, having more mental strength, a better son, a better writer, a good speaker, a better performer, a dreamer and a better human being, with lot of virtues and vices. I wish I could not even detered by any moral advice. I wish I could have a better body and mind. I wish I could play golf at my backyard, romance in the pool and back in front of the shutterbugs. I wish I could be the best bra-designer in the world. And the editor of some celebrity porn magazine, with equal ease. I wish I could be the India's prominent nude painter. I wish I could sing. I wish I could befriend Shreya Goshal. I wish I could police the moral police. I wish I could bomb and dispose off the entire political rot. I wish I could build a road to my village and motivate the communities. I wish I could retreat into some unknown zone. And I wish I didn't wish anymore...