I QUIT...

first of all me and mag have soo much similar that the title of this post doesnt really matter we are not going to fight it over for copywrite issues...hmmmm so it begins I QUIT...
Stage 1:
it all started a few years ago...in college... i know it sounds a bit dumb but slowly but steadily i was getting a feel of my college...where i first heard about her...i dont know why but strangely i wanted to see that girl...but as things usually are with me...there were always other businesses that preoccupies my mind...hence to cut the crap short QUIT
Stage 2:
Normally i have had friends who have always screwed up things...but here luckily i was introduced to her by a mutual friend...hmm casual friends i thought we are not of the same genre soo to say...i dont know what happens to my brain at those critical moments...anyways not interested ...so I QUIT
Stage 3:

I really dont know it was destiny or whatever we became friends and then real good friends...so whats next...hmmm we are roaming together, eating together,having a blast thats what my mind told me at that time...aur kya chaiye...today i look around and i know the answer but getting to the stage...aur kya chaiye???? in a nutshell QUIT
Stage 4:
you cannot hope to cross a river on a boat that has a hole in it...i guess that was my case...i was fed up of all the fake smiles...and those fake socialising... and to my mind it was she who was the reason behind the uneasy feeling that i was having... as i was dere mostly for her...take a break.. i thought ... actually QUITING
Stage 5:
time passed by..."Friends not really"...i knew what i missed...recently saw a movie which had a dialogue " yeh saali zindagi jail jaisi cheez ki bhi aadat dalwaa deti hai"so here i was now living like that was an aadat for me and ...in the rush to have a good job...and with the help of some lifetime friends...i somehow managed to go on....had a blast but there was and there is something which i missed in every single of those momnets...and i knew what was i missing....
today sitting in my flat having all the comforts of life...i still am missing something...and yet i know i may not be able to get that thing back...because even today...somewhere someone in me has already QUITTED...