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Saturday, September 16, 2006

Rain

It rained and I was trying to sleep. Wish I could have slept under the rain....maybe it would've washed it all away...Memories...One picture can make them all come back, the repressed image of her smile, the voice that sings the song, the song that I end up singing no matter what other song I am singing...I leave at 4 am tomorrow...and ride to Yelagiri..250 km away...a trip that seemed to be stillborn, but has kind of taken shape...inspite of Scam's chickenguniya...let see.

Oh and if ur reading this K below is a pic of my helmets :)



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6 comments:

Gayatri Bhadran said...

mmm.. i know the feeling.. :/

no matter how hard u try to forget ppl they still come bak to u in d forms of music, scenes frm movies, smell of a deo.. *sob*

luv stinks.. grrr.. :(

Gayatri Bhadran said...

hmm.. :/ *lump in my throat*

are u on orkut btw..?

Gayatri Bhadran said...

erm.. 42.. dats pretty vague.. *scratches head*

send me a frnd request.. save me d trouble.. *ZzZz* :p

Anonymous said...

Hey, do i know u? Are u part of the Madras Bulls Club?

kammommy said...

Plllllllllllllls....move on..I am so happy that i had all those heart breaks and all those images of repressed faces and songs...cos if i had'nt i would never ever have met my hubby. get a new face to think about.Really it shouldnt be a prob considering our population n desp women around and dont forget the capacity of the mind to love again and forget....cheer up...

kammommy said...

I use the Rules 1234 all the time but slightly apprehensive about the 5 cos dont wanna put off the others . lol. at least one person reads my blog...thanks