Finding stories in everyday adventures
the open hair and the fragrance the color of your eyes and the innocence resting my head on your shoulder hearing your talks, and seeing you blush my smile your smile my smile the holding of hands, and touching of the lips time flies, certainly
Black? Red? Pink? Green? or perhaps blue? baby it doesn’t matter to me what appeals to you. For I’m color blind who sees colors in a different way. You’ve, for sure, liked that one for so long but I must tell you, your pink is my blue. Go ahead, like …
A lovely face sits in the dark, lights down, staring at the bright screen and typing hurriedly something. It must be done today or else it would be too late. There’s only one chance. One that would never come again in life. A chance of lifetime as you may say. …
Uneasy as I write this and wonder where all oxygen has gone suddenly. I close my eyes, breath in and expand my lungs to feel the gush of wonderful air going inside only to find that there’s nothing except venom; venom everywhere. I breath out immediately and cough; cough hard. …
anxious eyes gazing outside in dark waiting for birds to chirp and silence to break a roof far away is where he wants to goto meet that nurse and sit by the lake but before he gives it a throw there are crocodiles and millions of silhouettes and a doppelganger …
find me the captaintell him i want to knowjust who is steering and who’s merely holding onand when the next wave is the last wavei’ll drag him downwards to the engine roomand never let gooh Nicolefrom the moment we met we let it get out of controlthe universal dancethe black …
Lost and unable to find my way outStuck in between the waves and going crazySee the hope which I thought shall never existI care, I follow, I loseShips anchor me but will not rescue meLeft drowning, I must find a wayOnly if one of those ships could be my light
severshould ishould i notsecure strayshould ishould i notstay revealshould ishould i notconceal pursueshould ishould i notlet go museshould ishould i notignore hopeshould ishould i notdisbelieve adoreshould ishould i nothate
Just came back from Doug Crook’s farewell party. It was a small after-office drink party at the RAM’s, a bar in downtown. It is pretty amazing to know somebody spending 25 years in one organization. That is equal to the life I’ve lived so far. When you’ve spent that amount …
so, the saturday not entirely wasted..atleast the ending was fruitful..i’m pretty comfy in gmat quants so far..finished the second test from McGraw Hill as well..so that book can now safely go back to Southport library where it came from…from today i’ve officially entered the verbal arena…still gives me shivers when …