When bitterness becomes stronger than even blood-ties, the slightest gesture showing some thought behind it moves you strongly. I had long stopped hoping for such thought to be directed my way. Yet, I was touched today. Maybe it is rather sad that I was. Perhaps those who take certain kinds of love for granted will never understand why. Still, it felt good. I really hope that in the moments when I am almost paralysed by angry despair, I remember this moment and feel heartened, however slight that feeling is.
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I wanna connect with you on facebook. I can't find you but I know you are there. You know who I am..I'll be waiting for a friend's request there.
Lost: LOL! You haven't changed one bit, ha ha
You sure have...more than I can digest..
Well that isn't my problem, is it? :P
Mon boddo obujh je. Ki kora jai? :)
happy birthday, LD!though one can't be sure of the exact date, but nevertheless enjoy it! and keep blogging!
one may not live to see that day, but one hopes that what you create may be bound in morocco leather someday.keep it up LD! one shall always encourage you.
Luci Kem chho?
Monsieur/Mademoiselle Anonymous Thanks for the wishes! :) But to whom do I have the honour of speaking?
Mitra Thanks... and thank you for stopping by my blog.
i love the theme.
Weevil! We need some girl talk! I miss yew!
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