Thursday, October 09, 2003

Dying Diary -- Pump 1 2 3 breathe in Pump 1 2 3 breathe in

the diary is hibernating.. nothing has been adding up for weeks together

So much I wrote on Itsy Bitsy papers wherever I was, whatever state I was going through.
Somehow, all of them got trashed, for reasons best unknown.. or the reasons I dislike to accept..(complacency, procrastination..)

another thought also comes to me..

shall i delete this page? anyway, there are not thousands of fans to cry, call me up and say, "dont do this, please". :).

it will have a silent burial.. The blog is not going to protest, not going to scream, or shout.. It is just a page!

mm.. Shall I do it!

I better not.. It is upto me to give life to it, make it grow bigger (yawn..).. decorate it with pearls (?!) of wisdom, make the drip into a downpour..

I say to myself "hey man! go home and sleep.. u hv started to yap too much.."


in an empty office
one of the nondescript cubicle
late in the night
only the monitor stares at u,
echoing ur ramblings..

Life goes on elsewhere..
Its me and the pain
of ...
guess what? blogging.. :)