A Liar's Guide to the Dreams..

In the dead of the night, the dreams come in one by one. They cling to you with soft acceptance, and they know it all..

These are the dreams which leave a note of remembrance. They cling to our tongues like a bittersweet delight.

They feel familiar, though their flavour melts in the mouth... and taste distinctly unusual.


August 13, 2008

Hoom.

I'm down... and out. My workplace houses cats and kitty-type women who try and destroy others.... cats are better than kitties any day. My students tell me I mingle with them like a friend.

I'm pretty happy. I have suddenly discovered I like how people look at me sometime.

I miss you Chu. I miss you bad.

Its like being happy sometime. Its like being unhappy sometime. I shaking my cozy pheet and being happy sometime.

4 comments:

kaichu said...

it's a boon i tell you .. this not being able to miss ppl actively, when you're so conditioned from deep down within, like i am since early childhood ...

i wish you oblivion

and love

panu said...

love you too. shonamoni maiya!!

Heathcliff Ranting... said...

wtf rya???? you dont miss me????


ar edike ami tor chinta e knede knede kul bhashai.

panu said...

of course maagi