I hate waking up early especially once I know I can afford
to sleep a bit more. But the breeze and my senses didn’t allow me to sleep.
Opened the doors and allowed the cold moist rainy breeze to come into the house.
Took T and went to terrace with my best pal. The breeze got the rain drops to
us and the drizzling started. The nature’s closeness made it romantic and more
closeness came. I love it. The discussions, the talk and the increasing bond
with a man of
My heart sings and trying to close to him by throwing all the thoughts of this
world and its corners away. Why we desire so much……………such small
moments are so precious in my life.
I remain in a continuous monologue these days. The creativity and imagination
of my mind are amazing. I always knew it but I told it to be quit and let me be
in the world but again it has wings. It fly with the morning singing Koyal and
cooo’s her back….my always favorite game………on which my buddy laughs and
If someone is honest with u u feel close to them and
to solve, some seems to and then becomes vapors…………..u can never catch
them…………..I hate them. They don’t have right to show up like ice…..u
can feel the existence but then evaporates…..u can just feel the vapors
vanishing in air.I am feeling now I am getting normal…again hungry for food and existing where actually I am.Let me be like this…….my world is here as imaginations has pains and no cooo’s back.