Thursday, August 28, 2008

Blue Ribbons in the Wind

I could not help it. Had never been more impatient. More mindlessly impulsive. I fucked up alright. Acted like a selfish bastard. If you are reading this, know that I am sorry.

Know that you made me proud.

But for that rush of blood to the head, I would have been a part of all the celebrations I'd thought of.

Or may be it's true. May be I am only a selfish loser. I don't quite like myself these days.

A Walk to remember it was. The Scientist. And She.

Or that day I ran after the taxi. Chocolates in my bag. Stuffed potato in my head. Small ears. And an obscenely large moon. That is how I'll remember you.

Button the shirt na! :)