Falling...

...into my schizo world. I have this weird urge to write since yesterday. I went home late last night and as I hailed a cab and did some stupid melodramatic looney moments -- this means looking outside the car window with a faraway look and some mellow music on the car stereo -- I just am fading deeper into my thoughts about everything that exists around me. I tap the keyboard of my PC amidst the half-accomplished...

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About a Boy

He smokes. He drinks. He plays poker. He has lots of girls (and gays, hehe) swooning over him - lot of competition, eh! He is the most mataray and sungit person I've ever known.He gives me flowers. He cooks for me. He plays Soduko with me. He fetches me when I stay late in the office. He listens to me. He always gives in to all my tantrums. He is the sweetest person I have ever known.Life has its own ironies. It also threw the...

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