this is insane..yes..and to start something with "these" three "coveted" words, well, enough proof of insanity..and i say this is insane, not only due to my choice of the afore mentioned (supposedly "coveted") words,but also due to the surrounding "Circumstances" (if, and as, i'd like to put it)..and to say,all this, sitting upright, without any trace of being tired (inspite of going n probably gone bonkers over some stupid ratios for 36 hrs straight) at 4 in the morning..well,still doubtful regarding the choice of "coveted" words? i hope not.
to many, this may sound idiotic..some may brand me as stuipd..and some, (well, they already have) "kiddish"..but, this is ME..and i realised, there's no other way, how this can be possible..
there are questions..many..probably even loads of them..at times, all playing cut-the-chase..and thats precisely when it all starts..and sometimes, it just remains as---well, just "questions"..simply....and thats precisely the point where i realise, that it has to be like that..like "questions"..
i never realised before..but strangely though, i had a wierd downing of "understanding"..something like, the smooth cascade of martini over pom'granate seeds..
how would it be,if there are no updates? if the status (there) reads:"void"? would you like it?
and i'd the answer..i knew it..even wen the answer was not supposed to be mine..you call it strange? but, "strangely" though, somehow, i dont..
she says"A close friend has what you need - you just have to ask.''..and im scared..scared not about the identity of the "close friend", but of my need..
i feel,(sometimes, mostly, and well, even almost all the time) randomness is the flvour of the day..and the day lasts every"day"..something (or maybe everything) like red-n-black---"convers(ation)e"---pommegranate seeds (again red)---paper streamers---rugs---ipod---foam---tissues---brouhaha + cacophony = melody(?)----bare foot (or maybe even, "feet"!?).......and wat not? sometimes even a journey..
its all intertwined..i never realise its significance..most of the time..it appears "messy" to me..but, again........i know......
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