01 April 2005

Yes or for the lack there of of Yes

Theres no water...no shower...no daisy plant for someone else bought the plant with the flowers and i dunno which one is pink or orange...
watched spanglish... and i realized that perhaps i will have a problem with never gettin to be a mother ever...but shall wait fr that laproscopy... when i get it done...
Today is April Fool's Day... Prithvi dies/died allready...told puneet...that's what i meant in the first entry when i sed the world is full of fools... cz i'd just made Pithvi up..
Theres no beauty if there's no one to say there's beauty...

Apart frm all that Pumpkin ur pissing me off... why wld i bitch abt u when i'm on vacation...we had a mature convo where u told me what u wanted and i told u wht i or rather we wanted...doesn't mean it was a fite and i'm not like u, i dun bitch abt someone when i can say it to their face... u want ur space, take it... i'm nt one to complain when my expectations have been reduced... so stop bitching, the walls have ears and i knw wt ur saying...whether i care enuff to confront u or nt is anotehr issue all together...
whether i am reminded once again why ur so full of bull is a matter open to debate...
whether i ever forgot ur full of bull is a bigger matter open to bull...
and why i should put up with the shit nonsense is a bigger matter all together...

VENTING VENTING VENTING

My body has also bailed out on me. It seems to have decided that it is sick of me playing around with it to such an extent that now for the first time in my life i have an eye thing. I dunno what to call it...cataract--> perhaps? I dunno what to call it except a thing that is located on the underside of my upper eye lid. it's white, looks a lot like a pimple which is prb why jane sed ' don't tell me u managed to get a pimple on your eye.' But alas, it appears that i have managed to do so... i wonder if a grain of sand frm pangkor remained there, scratched the upper eye lid and then made it turn white with a structure similar to that of a pimple... how tragic but how true at the same time. Either ways it's raining in malaysia, ujval says the most practical things...like stay out of the rain when ur sick... bt well i say how does one expect one to do that when it rains all the time... sigh... somethings in life has no answers right....



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People have never had a problem disposing of the past when it gets too difficult. Flesh will burn, photos will burn, and memory, what is that? The imperfect ramblings of fools who will not see the need to forget. And if we can't dispose of it we can alter it. The dead don't shout. There is a certain seductiveness about what is dead.


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