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It's an encouraging thing when you pour yourself into something and people go out of their way to let you know that they enjoy it. like even priceless.

Just for once I want my life to be like a 90s movie.

As I said earlier I have a lot of extra aimless and senseless material which is of no use, i will be throwing all of that here from now on. because why not ?! below is one excerpt, i wrote randomly:

-Twenty Two-
I looked in the mirror in the morning and what did I see?
A average dark twenty-two year old looking back at me.
How is that possible, how can it be?
Wasn’t it yesterday I was nineteen?
was living my best life, without all the worries.

With twenty-five just a stone’s throw away
I begin to wonder how to keep it all at bay
Then I realize some aren’t blessed to see that day
Life is short and I'm not getting younger,
I wanna get rich like JP and Corden,
100k a month , sounds pretty golden.

Another decade? to see... I think I’ll be okay.


update* on the book: move is mine …

Who was that Girl ???

I haven’t had any reason to write in a while. I’m in this weird, content state of indifference. Stable. A down-to-earth, “dumb” state of ‘happiness’. I don’t really have anything to complain about. Passion? I’m not passionate anymore. What’s fucked up is that I don’t care that I’m not passionate anymore. Maybe I was never passionate in the first place. Maybe all these years my pretentiousness & ego got the best of me and blinded me from what I really am: a Business Guy I mean i don't have a fancy list of accomplishments but i have done some things. Sometimes my pompous, irrational ego gets the best of me and I think of myself as this suffering artist with all this passion. Its like everyone’s got a plan until they get punched in the face right !? 
Also, I’m gonna wake up tomorrow and have a completely new, perspective on all of this passion thing.
Now coming onto the title of the post I have a lot of extra aimless and senseless material which is of no use, i will be throwing …

vital times

this is a post for my friends
and acquaintances from miles around,
i know its been a long time since
i've put a short post out,

but i swear it won't be
long now till the
weird kid reappears,
in the fall of 2018
you would see my words,

yeah it's alright now,
this dream of mine came true,
i hope the sad posts i write means
some more to you,

yeah it's alright now,
the time is here at last,
i know it's long since overdue but,
PG is back !


I'd rather pick flowers instead of fights - Adam Young

Thanks For Reading

Prateek Gupta

11:42 PM

Delhi, India

Delirious - The Poem

Oh ! hey everyone i compiled something...

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Just a second, i'm gonna laugh because i'm delirious ,
I need to put my effort into something serious,
and i need another break from all this ghost writing please,
Stay fresh Stay the best and Stay quality.

Quit all these thoughts, that are really bugging me,
Meditate my way to the seniority,
Quit the xanax and other anti-depressants for real fam,
Bonnie wright will probably be single then,
Me at a party and we be friends,

Life is short and i'm not getting younger,
I wanna get rich like JP and Corden,
80 k a month , sounds pretty golden,
May be get a wife and kids for extra motive,

I will publish the book, please don't rush me,
I need to practice a little more, just trust me,
Are you mad ??? that i'm good with words,
Then I'm so sorry because you're second and I'm first.

!.!.!


Thanks For Reading

Prateek Gupta

12:29 AM

Green Park, Delhi, India