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Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Day 407

Another day. Work was same as yesterday, even more worse, if i can mildly put it. Once again I had to play the role of a negotiator. Very soon, all of this is going to go, but i sure hope the day comes fast. I am ultra tired of doing things which i detest at work.
So work goes on as usual. Today, after ages, Junaid chacha and yours truly went to have breakfast together. And we had a good discussion about a few things and people which/who are bugging us. Coming back home, i didnt do anything and neither did i eat much. Mom made some yummy tomato dosas in the evening and i am quite stuffed now.
Routine day people. Nothing much worth writing for.
However, while surfing, i came across a beautiful song by Al Green.
Just hear the song and the lyrics...ultra slow...super duper beautiful....makes me go on a wonderful nostalgia trip.

And for my love, apart from the above song.... a beautiful poem....

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

I love you loads...!!!

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