So I take advantage of RH and blurt out things troubling me. Not my fault - he asked for it!
I've been sort of on the edge of my seat, waiting for the right moment to tell RH about my past. I knew he'll understand, yet I kept delaying it every time - thinking there will come a better time for it. Today has been an emotional roller coaster, and I couldn't stop myself any longer. I'm afraid he might worry too much about it. He's going through a lot himself and I stupidly added to his worries.
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A few lines by Agha Shahid Ali that I memorized tonight -
Titled "Cremation"
Your bones refused to burn,
when we set fire to the flesh.
Who would have guessed,
you'd be stubborn in death
From the poem titled "Chandni Chowk, Delhi"
Can you rinse away the city that lasts
like blood on the bitten tongue?"
Sunday, February 17, 2008
silly me
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hola chica,
don't be silly. I'm glad you told me. Now I feel like I undertsand you a little better. And when I see that somber look in your eyes when you daydream, I can have some idea of what you're going thru.
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