Talking About Lost
I think in Hollywood they are running out of ideas as we step right on their back with watching the serials.
ALL BEAUTY in the world is either a memory of Paradise or a prophecy of the transfigured world. ~ Nicholas Berdyaev, The Divine and the Human
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Nice Part About Dreams
What I like about dreams, outside that some of them are crazy at times and other times disturb the sleep, I like that they can be very vivid and tangible, that they seem to be colouful, even if they say dreams are not. I like that in my dreams I can be with my family, even as they are thousand miles away. And sometimes I wish I could see dream's continuations. But it does not work that way and instead of seeing my family I end up being LOST on the island in the jungles.
Food That Didn't walk Into Our Stomachs
- I think this meal is spoiled. You can't really smell it, because of all the spices the smell is hidden.
- They say that in the old age a person's sense of smell becomes dumb.
- It is not dumb, baby, it's numb.
- Oh, okay, then numb it is. But whatever it is, the meal is spoiled anyway.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
On That Day
...and on that day I was born, and all of my family were joyful, especially my sister, since now she had a blue eye doll to roll on a stroller along the streets and many of her girl friends were jealous and they ran home and asked their parents for the babies. That is how the rest of the neighborhood was filled with babies after my birth, in nine to twelve months and I always had friends to play with.
...hmm...lovely day...
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Police Inspector
Some days my ears swell because of all the honking on the roads of our city.
If I were a police inspector in the traffic department, at the end of each month I would deliver honking bills to people's homes, like there are bills for electricity and water bills monthly.
So I am looking for the ways to measure honking, so I can fix it for the billing that is.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Dream Pillow
In the evening he said, "But when push comes to shove, I will give it away."
And actually he did. We even did not get to the "push" part of it. My head rested on his dream pillow for the rest of the night.
But I could not sleep till early morning.
Lesson: Don't take other's dream pillow.
Mystery: How could he sleep on my pillow?!
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
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