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Soo far away...: December 2013
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Monday, December 16, 2013. It was love at first sight. She smiled at me. It was the perfect smile. The twinkle in her eyes. The slight tilt of her head. The grace in her walk. The humor in her talk. She can never be wrong. I am in love with her. I think she is God. I hardly noticed her. She smiled at me. It was the average smile. The squint in her eyes. The shuffle in her walk. The hurry in her talk. She can never be perfect. I am in love with her. I know she is Human. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Soo far away...: March 2010
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Friday, March 5, 2010. I walked the walk of life,. With my shadow strolling by,. The splendid walk,. And all the mirth and the talk! He followed me everywhere,. Often leading me to dare,. So close to me he'd stay,. I'm all yours", he'd say! We crossed the mighty hills,. With joyous shrieks and thrills,. We scaled the valleys steep,. And swam the oceans deep! I wondered day and night,. What I'd do without his might? Oh", I said, "My shadow dear! Will you not come a tad too near? Your shadow I may be,.
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Soo far away...: January 2010
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Friday, January 22, 2010. Me being the over-cautious woman, I stood there for a moment or two wondering what I should do. Just then, this guy who was leaving the building left the door open for me to go in. I went in and as I had feared, this old man followed me promptly into the building, uttering a ' Thank you'. So I decided to take over the spying job (a lot of my friends would so totally agree with how good a detective I am. Thank you, thank you! Now, why am I stressing on the ' Thank you. No, I am n...
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Soo far away...: May 2012
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Tuesday, May 22, 2012. Inspired by one of my long and lonely waits at the train station. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Through the Looking Glass. Moi et moi-même (Me and Myself). Music in the Cloud. Mind as evinced by Consciousness. Love: Forlorn, immaculate, impossible and imperceptible. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
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Soo far away...: February 2010
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Thursday, February 25, 2010. It is quite a privilege and very flattering indeed to be tagged to a wonderful meme, especially when you consider yourself to possess no talent whatsoever that is required to carry it forward! Tagged me to this meme on. I am sure she is already getting a heart-attack seeing that I have actually done something about it! P I like to think that the teacher liked the poem so much that she stole it and gave it to her son when he came to the 6th grade! Here goes my abstraction.
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Soo far away...: June 2012
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Wednesday, June 27, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Through the Looking Glass. Moi et moi-même (Me and Myself). Music in the Cloud. Mind as evinced by Consciousness. Love: Forlorn, immaculate, impossible and imperceptible. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
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Soo far away...: September 2012
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Friday, September 28, 2012. He came out of his hut, a small hut with thatched roof that stood at one corner of his field. It was a bright morning, with white fluffy clouds floating above. He smiled. Today was the day. He had worked very hard for it for months. He was finally going to see some action. He was finally going to fulfill his promise. He looked at the sky again, at the white fluffy clouds, drifting slowly with the wind. His son's voice echoed in his mind, the vision haunted his memories. You ar...
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Soo far away...: October 2012
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Friday, October 19, 2012. She sat at the windowsill, like a splendid painting stirred out of a vision, a vernal poem liberated from the soul, a virgin melody cast into the air ,. She ought to find him, she ought to thank him! She opened the windows wide, and leaned over, looked below, and to the sides. And as if he had read her thoughts, he swooped down and landed on the ledge below, took her hands in his and said, "Happy to help! She exclaimed, "But who are you? Saturday, October 13, 2012. Donned his co...
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Soo far away...: The Art of Aping
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Sunday, May 5, 2013. The Art of Aping. Or, will I reach for that sari again? The age paradox: when you are young all you think about is growing older, and when you are old you wish you stayed young a bit longer. I remember that the thing I hated most when I was younger was when somebody said, You are too young to do that. or the other favorite, You will understand when you are older. May 5, 2013 at 10:02 PM. LOL You will understand when you are older. - I still hear that a lot! May 5, 2013 at 10:06 PM.
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Soo far away...: January 2012
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Sunday, January 1, 2012. It was a cold night. With a silent breeze. Oh will he freeze? I bent down and. I could not breach. I stared at him. With my eyes wet. Do you have an answer yet? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Through the Looking Glass. Moi et moi-même (Me and Myself). Music in the Cloud. Mind as evinced by Consciousness. Love: Forlorn, immaculate, impossible and imperceptible. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
