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, January 11, 2009
I have noticed a certain pattern from the past two days (yesterday and today): the day starts off in an ominously bad way.
Example 1: Waiting for 156 for TWENTY-FIVE WHOLE MINUTES and being 'scolded' by the open house people. Hey, Indian Dance takes time to put on our highly troublesome costume, what to do?
Example 2: Hmm, scream fests in the household, though I feel it did quite some good for people to get things off their chests
And then both days, the days progressed so much that the end of the day would be amazing!
Example 1: After complaining about my day at school to my sister, I RANDOMLY go "Priya, I so want to watch Taare Zameen Par!
Then my sis goes, "What did you just say?" and proceeds to brandish the DVD out of her bag!!!
How amazing? I started watching it at night and then carried on today morning.
My, I think all my sinuses have been cleared by the movie since I cried so much! Thank God it was only my sister next to me (please, she saw my crying during ET already!) so it wasn't so embarrassing. Oh and when Aamir Khan makes the father read the Japanese text, I cried so much. I really don't know why but I think that one scene demonstrated the inner turmoils faced by dyslexic children so well.
Today, I think we finally spent some quality time as a family, and as bad as things started out to be, the day ended on a pretty high note, except for that pain in my thumb after poking myself with a crab claw!
I am so happy we didn't watch Villu since I really didn't want to watch it, especially after the ATM and Kuruvi debacle. (:
The End
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