Saturday, May 30, 2009

present




I'm in a dangerous mood... wanna do something crazy and spontaneous... i hate my existence where each moment is recorded and tagged and verified and corrected and placed in custody... He can't come, i can't go.. I yearn. Oopli tuplis..


Why do we work? So that we have ample time for leisure... i work and then work some more.. so does he... i wait, so does he.


...sigh...

2 comments:

loser said...

Great thoughts

Anonymous said...

a day will come when the princess has the solitude, the peace, the tranquility with the one whom she so desires...

till than happy longing...

one day the bridge would be crossed...