just thinking

why does life leave us with nothing but thoughts and memories? why does life leave us hurt yet hoping things will look better? why does life leave us yearning for a friend who would understand our silence?
why does life leave us with a blog to share our thoughts with?
a weekend is my biggest fear now!! i'd rather be at work than anywhere else and i flip at the thought of going home..and seeing my own reflection in the mirror..i pray for the phone to ring ...now i know how right jagjit was when he wrote that ghazal...apni marzi se kahaan apne safar ke hum hai....