Introduction
Speak not, lie hidden, and conceal
the way you dream, the things you feel.
Deep in your spirit let them rise
akin to stars in crystal skies
that set before the night is blurred:
delight in them and speak no word.
How can a heart expression find?
How should another know your mind?
Will he discern what quickens you?
A thought once uttered is untrue.
Dimmed is the fountainhead when stirred:
drink at the source and speak no word.
Live in your inner self alone
within your soul a world has grown,
the magic of veiled thoughts that might
be blinded by the outer light,
drowned in the noise of day, unheard...
take in their song and speak no word.
Me
I am
-Madhu-
Age of
-89-
Loves
-Ancient history, anthropology, dinosaurs, cryptozoology, serial killers, neurofibromatosis, LOST!, Bones, How I met Your Mother, The Nanny, Monk etc-
Hates
-Not having a job and being a slob-
Dreams
-No space to put them all in-
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Sunday, August 17, 2008
We lost! But it's okay, I'm happy that Singapore got a medal. I probably would have cried if Singapore had won and I were listening to the national anthem now, but well. :) Table tennis was pretty fun to watch though.
And have I said that I am deliriously happy now? Haha, for no reason. In fact, I haven't studied, haven't done much work and I feel a bit sick now, so I pretty much have no reason to be so happy. BUT. Certain things can't be explained. :DDDDD
Ah, I feel darn bad about yesterday. I shouldn't have been so anti-social at the party. I dunno, I couldn't talk to anyone,you know sometimes when you see a person and just canot click with the person? You know that you should talk, just that you don't know what to say. And then the words are untangled. For the account, I wasn't being anti-social, just suffering from a bout of verbal diarrhea. >< And when you read this, Priya, I assure you that I tried my best! Don't scream at me. I've already had it from our dear mum.
It was one of those times when I have to admit I love my dad. While my mum can never understand my point of view, my dad can clearly tell what I am thinking and why. Somehow, we understand each other in this warped, convoluted way that I can't explain. Our brains are just wired the same way I think. And I think I talked more to my dad during the party than in a long, long time. I totally have no problem talking to people in smal groups, but I am mortally terrified of big groups. You can see that by how much I 'love' my OG. Haha.
I will be less anti-social from now on. I think. At least, I will try! :D
And you div, I need to talk to you, urgently. You are supposed to come online, and you didn't! :/ Anyway, got lotsa stuff to tell you, can't wait! :D Bhuvan's probably rolling her eyes! haha.
The End
9:29 pm
