Saturday, November 29, 2008

When one is meant to be reading..

Instead, she scribbles on her notes and comes up with..

'My heart is meant to pump blood, and that is its only function'..

approx 6 pm
on a dark friday evening
living room

Friday, November 28, 2008

Of Violins and Tantrums..


Yes, I play the violin.. No, I played the violin.. if playing horribly counts.. and I miss my violin.. I want my violin.. which one mummy? The full size one, the 4/4.. Not the 3/4.. That's too small for me now.. If you can find a way to un-fragile it, seal it nicely and if it doesnt weigh to much, pass it to Azrieal will you? Thank you! I love you mummy.. Or if not.. what say you.. I buy a new one? Online.. And.. it gets delivered to my doorstep! Now you wont have to worry.. If not.... I'll throw a tantrum.. like I did before.. and you remember my violin tantrum.. surely you cant forget that one!

Which one? The one with the Vanessa Mae concert! When you promised to take me but you had forgotten.. And I ended up harassing Papa at the golf course.. And you had to take me in the end! And no mummy, I did not fall asleep.. Not at all.. I remember every detail.. She had an electric black and white one.. I ended up with a classical one.. (courtesy of Atuk), and Violin lessons.. That i detested.. but persevered for 6 years..

There.. my tantrum days.. Boy, was I a horrible child.. This evening, someone asked me whether I have thrown a tantrum in his presence.. The last tantrum I threw was.. 12 years ago.. Now, I just threaten to throw em.. And of course I wont throw anymore tantrums.. Coz.. like you said.. I kan dah besar..

I'd still like a violin, if not my violin..

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Roles

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"Sometimes people are aware of the rules, and they attempt to conform to them but, at at the same time, they try to indicate their lack of commitment to, perhaps even their disdain for, the role they are playing. Whether committed or cynical, individuals on many occasions improvise their performances, attempting to cope with uncertainty about what is going on, with disagreements about what should be happening, and with competing expectations of their various role partners."

Peter A.D Weeks
in the Microsociology of everyday life..
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Strangers, we were...

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And I liked it when we were..

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Saturday, November 22, 2008

Unrequited


"If you find yourself in love with someone who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just didn't choose to rest in the other person's heart."


-by buvy? or someone..

I came across that.. and well, I believe some people might be able to relate to that..

My dearest ***, I never really understood what you meant, and I may never do.. but well.. this is for you.. and maybe, even for ******* too..


Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Angelic Lies and Demonic Truths

The past, sometimes creeps up to the present.. Be it in a different context altogether.. Though, there are times, when they are perhaps, best left behind..


Angelic Lies and Demonic Truths



Lie
Constructed by demons
Implanted in humans
Ingrained


Lie
A choice
Though comforting
Creates discomfort


Truth
A fact
Is eternal
Surfaces with conscience


Truth
Protected by angels
Will prevail
In due time


Angels and demons
Truths and lies
Coexist


Angelic lie, demonic truth
Substances mixed
Oxymorons


Angelic lie
Sweetens the buds
Is a candy
To the child


Demonic truth
Shocks the senses
Faced by those
With bravery


9th June 2008
1741 hours


The sight of lovers..


As I walked up the hill, a pair of lovebirds were just about part.. In between kisses and words, they clung to every last second in the little bubble that they both share, before setting off to their independent bubbles.. And completely oblivious to passer-bys like me.. With a smile on my face, I moved along, appreciating a lil bit more of frank sinatra's lyrics that I was plugged to..


Then I come home, perched on the kitchen counter.. Listening to another lover's tale.. With the cup of tea in hand, makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.. I can't help but smile..

Perhaps, this would be all I need.. :)


To john and jane doe, and jit..