Sunday, May 13, 2007
i rejoice...
when i first met him he seemed too perfect..just what i thought somebody should look.i wish i were like him.then i actually met him,saw him closely from a distance, too afraid to approach.shed the fear slowly,the wall was never broken,but i managed to peek over. the more i got to know him the more i became disillusioned.oh he is not so perfect afterall..he lies,he flatters,he mocks,he stammers,he feigns knowledge,he gets tanned.he was actually like me!!.no. not yet!. the last nail in the coffin was when he tried to impress me (there was no need).that basically is insecurity...isn't it.of course i tried to read between lines but somehow i know i am right.now what i think of him is no consequence to him,and purely my perception.but somewhere i stopped hating myself...somewhere because of him i signed a truce with my weaknesses.
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..to look closely 'from a distance'....thatt says it all...
oh so true!...i dono who u write abt but i have had this experience..as they say when something is too good to be true it probably is!
but then, sushrut we see only what we want to see....and as a great soul said 'ppl see only what they hear'....!
somewhere this normalises the perfect image i had given u....
che...y am i targetted here as well...!!!! ;)
u always call up other ppl on their phone.....ever tried calling up ur own number...it says.."yeh line yasth hain..."
ham apni zindagi dusron ki awaaz sunne me laga rehete hain.....kabhi apna awwaz bhui suno...!!
tried to call up my own number a lady very sweetly said u lack balance(which one ??)
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