I resolved not to think about her anymore. But this sober resolution didn’t lasted long,time abated it all. My head filled with rambling thought…..
To write about her. I will start with using the same lines from one of Sherlock Holmes story (scandal in Bohemia).. i’m not that par, you know!!
For, me she is always the lady…. in my eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex. It’s not that I had any emotion for her, but when she comes, she struck me like lightning & I can’t avoid her. It always takes me a great while to come to myself when she’s around. She is talkative, charming, and many more adjective you’ll find here and there to describe any one and only young and beautiful lady in the story. But i won’t use any-of them. It’s your job to find those adjective & give me, So i may be able to send these good words to her.
To, start with, i consider her as friend.. (senti…………:)) and any one in his. “you know what” will also do that!!. Though she doesn’t considers me at all or at-least that she pretends to do.
I ask her very stupid question and she’s no mama’s girl and dodges them faster than cat’s reflexes. May be, I can give her new name. Kitty Witty.. some question which she can’t avoid, for which i must take credit, to which her answer is only …….. silence. eternal. damn. i don’t know why she does that. I get completely lost when someone doesn’t answer’s me.
I must sleep now. Thoughts of what went past me, always hurts me. I have only one reason to cheer. Thoughts of what was yet before me.
Talk: with indifference, neither interested in question nor in answer.
Bitterness grew more bitter.
sweetness grew less……
source: add two three good stories and mix them.. and got this blah blah blah
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