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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

detritus

Adan knew what he wanted from his living...he looked up diary and rhushed to meet Sana....he knew that his relationship with her was a transcient melodrama.seeking to end the dis-harmony, he expressed his 10-yr plans to her. appaled at such a utopic functioning of his mind, sana left the bar. Adan's content just got sterdier. the last sip of her cappuchino summed up San for him. his esoteric ideals of judgement failed to meet the hunger of a civilised society.

speaking from the terrace, he told her one last time that he had loved her like none before.....he had to take the jump...he had to start his career as a bunjee-jumper......yes!!his 10-yr plan......to be the ace bunjee-jumper.....ridiculous detritus of an exalted mind....

tell me

i find myself on the middle of the road...craving for direction...hese words sprang in front of me in my dreams last night..since morning, i have started to wonder about how dreams can start your day...you can tell me more clearly. can you? i felt that my day was and would be worthless...jus because of a dream...a line..??

one write poetry to subscribe one s inscription of thoughts.......why do you write poetry? can you tell me?......is it tedious to deconstruct the process of writing?why am i writing then? why do you write?