saying it out loud has made it real.Now she can't pretend that it doesnt exist.

its waiting somewhere,holding its tongue,biding time and when she's least expectinhg it ,it will explode in her face.
when she's laughing at an inane joke cracked by a friend ,or is sprawled on her bed reading poetry that makes her smile,or basking in the winter sunshine just after a bath,the smell of shampoo not quiet gone ...it will wait till all her defenses are down and slowly sneak up on her and explode.

GIVING UP SMOKING

There's not a Shakespeare sonnet
Or a Beethoven quartet
Thats easier to like than you
Or harder to forget

You think thats extravagant?
I haven't finished yet-
I like you more than I would like
To have a cigarette.

WENDY COPE.

nothing makes sense anymore.

"he needs to put on his socks
And go far from his feet"

C.P.Surendran

i love this man.
sigh.

PING!

the ego balloon has been deflated.have feet firmly back on ground.
yes.thank you.i know i'm welcome.

SHEHEREZADE

she didn't have a thousand and one days.much less in fact.
and she was fast running out of stories.

brains pickled in lust.or mush...err may be both

WINTER

the only time of the year when my hair when brushed hard,"crackles"with electricity.and if you are quiet and listen carefully,you can hear it "crackle".the only time when i can do the seventh grade physics trick...where you brush your hair hard and hold the comb against bits of paper,which go flying and stick to the plastic comb... i'll know i'm old when this ceases to amaze me

ema jah!
am not crushed.or heartbroken.expected to cry into my pillow while listening to R.E.M
instead danced around like a lunatic while listening to "You Oughta Know"and "Smells Like Teen Spirit".yes, over and over again...well,atleast until parents threatened to throw me out.

P.S...head banging works better with shampooed and well-conditioned hair.