Its irritating. So Uncomfortable. When you are calm...
inside...outside... where ever you reach to yourself....what ever you
can touch of your self... Its awfully quiet everywhere. Disinterest is
an interesting word. She thought he was growing inside her. Shekhar, she
read him every day, word by word or thought by thought. But he slips
from her. He is far somewhere. In some city, she never dwelled. At some
coffee house, she despised. He is far from her yet she knows he is
growing inside her. Secretly. Love. Oh. She feels dull on hearing the
word. Like a coffee over drunk. She hopes to find a better sleep now.
Things around her does not interest her ... snow... if only it had been
little snow and she could breathe beneath the earth. There must be
another world beneath. She slips into her blanket into a voice warm into
a world dark...

Now a days I am dating .. yeah ! Dating Myself ! :D Sounds great , right? Ah! Its not that I don't have anyone to date with ... really ! But I love to date myself.. its fun + its safe :P So , yesterday was feeling low , no no definitely was not in doldrums but I was physically not well... Well , I didn't sleep 2 days n 1 night , and I felt somehow this night is gonna be the same - sleepless waking nightmare kinda.. But don't know suddenly from where I got a superb idea - to enjoy my illness , to keep busy myself in one or the other thing so that I could forget all pains. I sat on net, and charged my mp3 player , it was almost 12 am , I desperately wanted to sleep , my eyelids had become heavy , but no , I just couldn't lie down on bed. And I felt a bit hungry too - as whole day I didn't eat anything except bread. Ah! suddenly , my heart leaped , face brightened as soon as the idea factory got started... what about a classy date?? Mind argued - At this hour?...
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