Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Untitled.

Chapter Eight of Second Edition.

Maybe what she said has the significance after all. They should just terminate my line. It is not bearing any uses or benefits anyway. So I don’t see the point. The money if accumulated, might even feed hundreds of homeless children.

Fruitless, you know Rasyidah.

I don’t even answer the residential phone every time it rings. Iwait patiently until some one else does it. If otherwise, I would dreadfully answer it with a lifeless ‘hell – low’.

There is more excitement in stoning.

As I stare through pages after pages of the episodes in life, trying to digest every intricate detail as I go along, I feel that sometimes you don’t matter at all.

*Runs off to find serenity*

In the mean time, I found myself ample time to reflect recently, in this special month: You(s) decide when you wish to drop all these. I’ll be here to forgive readily. I don’t need people to sing me praises. You know I have always only seek for respect.

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