#3
‘There are two ways to look into life:
1. That there’s nothing called a miracle.
2. That everything’s a miracle’ -Pon-chi
‘We are four-limbed miracles in a little blue planet called earth that goes round a Giant Yellow Ball of Gas’ –Novo.
‘Never stop living’ –Anonymous, Farewell (School) Diary.
It was raining like hell. The sky looks exactly like Pon-chi, and I have a nagging feeling someone’s missing me very, very much. And that gives me a tiny-little-butterfly somewhere, oh, but I’m not in love.
I’ve met a person in Orkut, who has considered me important enough to be thought about.
In St Xaviers, life is a roller coaster ride, dissected into fifteen weeks of a semester and Saturdays take months to come.
I have contact lenses, now.
Life is calling me, from somewhere so high, that I can’t look. And everytime I look, it spirals up higher, and much higher, and farther, to where Imagination will fail, dragging up all the adrenaline… (and no, I am not taking drugs, drinking or smoking or anything)
Oh, and I have been thinking. So, let’s talk.
1. That there’s nothing called a miracle.
2. That everything’s a miracle’ -Pon-chi
‘We are four-limbed miracles in a little blue planet called earth that goes round a Giant Yellow Ball of Gas’ –Novo.
‘Never stop living’ –Anonymous, Farewell (School) Diary.
It was raining like hell. The sky looks exactly like Pon-chi, and I have a nagging feeling someone’s missing me very, very much. And that gives me a tiny-little-butterfly somewhere, oh, but I’m not in love.
I’ve met a person in Orkut, who has considered me important enough to be thought about.
In St Xaviers, life is a roller coaster ride, dissected into fifteen weeks of a semester and Saturdays take months to come.
I have contact lenses, now.
Life is calling me, from somewhere so high, that I can’t look. And everytime I look, it spirals up higher, and much higher, and farther, to where Imagination will fail, dragging up all the adrenaline… (and no, I am not taking drugs, drinking or smoking or anything)
Oh, and I have been thinking. So, let’s talk.
posted by Puff at
September 04, 2007
3 Comments:
contact lenses is it...hmmm....tht owes another piece in my puzzle of the image of the lady in saree....must add tht in my next post...paper crackin material...and laaaooowww the way u handle facts and fiction....jus 1 thing as a critic...avoid quotations...thts victorian english..old tht is...and yes as u say it with style...lets talk
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abt tht missing part...i planted the seed its upon u to water it...hope the plant grows well...heard its flowers r beautiful...lolz...good work...keep it up...and no ratings...teacher
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