The Silence of My Voice

Motuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Boss, you're all grown up now. FINALLY!  HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPIEST Birthday, my GeeEef (Gadget freak =P) OKAY! Enough of being mean. Dude, tu ultimate hai! Like really! You're my that 4 am friend I've found after AGES.  1) He's obsessed with his camera. But that goes without saying wat an excellent photographer he is. 2) Oh damn right, he's one cuddly creature. Panda, he is. :* 3) Apart from being one of the biggest nautanki around, he's a sport! 4) Meeting him, will brighten ANYBODY'S day, for the sweetheart that he is! All I'm saying is that you're loved, Motu. You're an incredibly amazing fellow with a heart of gold. Stay like that. FOREVER.  Love,  Your well-wis...err,.. Your favourite irritator. =D

No. No, it doesn't matter in the ultimatum where you end up. I can get pretty difficult at times. There'll be moments when the thin blade of killing me with your bare hands solely, would fragment the nerves of your coils. But just wait. Please, wait is all I ask for. I know I haven't proved to be the best person around you. I'll annoy you, test your patience, bring you to the brink of murderous behaviour, or even might shaken your trust in our bond. But listen. LISTEN. You've been there with me when I was happy. And I promised to be there in your angst. And I'll be there even if the angst is because of me. If I end up being the reason of your anguish. Please bear with me, because I don't want to be unable to be there with you. It just wasn't about the happiness deal, was it? I told you I won't let your problems remain yours.I'd be your shield for your problems hit me . Hard, in the face. Only to remind me, come what may, y...

You can read the previous parts  here . Just scroll down the page for parts I-IV. =) "Has anyone ever told you that you have eyes too big for your face?" "N...o...n..n..no." "I like the way you mumble." He gathered all of her in once, and in her haste or nervousness - definitely haste, she thought  - she spilled the wine from her glass. The sore of the pink blemished her gown and his pants.  "Dois!", he exclaimed with surprise. "I'm really sorry. I just-" "Querida, you're all wet! I'll arrange for some clothes for you." "Uh, n..o..no. No, it's okay."  His phone rang. He spoke rapidly in his language. So fast, that she couldn't make out what he was saying. Thrashing someone, that she could make out. He dropped a curse. That  she made out. "Is everything alright?", her sweet, sultry voice made him want to rush her to his room and make love to her all night. Dios , he was sur...

I wake up every morning at six. Actually it's more like staying up through the night till the point when it's my real time to wake up. I'm slogging myself, and yet the work doesn't come to an end. How will it, when I have only 24 hours for 30 hours worth of work?! I drag myself past each day, in the hope that something nice'll happen. Something/one will bring a smile to me. A genuine smile. One that I've actually forgotten what feels like to be done in response.  And then I look around. And I see people. Real people, fake people, helpful people, sadu people, leechad people, kind people, happy people, whining people. I try looking within. And I find myself. Should be enough, isn't it? YOU should be enough for yourself. [Read: Satya. I love you, Tambi :*]  I bend down and shake my head, look up smiling, and get back to my work.  Life is okay!