Just some more quotes..........

Hitch Hikers guide to the Galaxy -

"You live and learn. At any rate, you live. "

"The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair. "

"Nothing travels faster than the speed of light with the possible exception of bad news, which obeys its own special laws."
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Normal isn't something to aspire to, it's something to get away from.

Why should anyone be afraid of dying? Life will hurt you, not Death.

When money talks, nobody minds the grammar.

Living is easy with eyes closed...Misunderstanding is all you see... - The Beatles

When an equal loving cannot be, let the more loving one be me - Oscar Wilde

Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much. - Oscar Wilde

Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination. - Oscar Wilde

"My father used to say, "don't raise your voice. Improve your argument.'" - Archbishop Desmond Tutu.

longed for him. got him. shit. -margaret Atwood (Her in my case, but still!!)

Shantaram.......

News is about what people do. Gossip is about how they enjoyed doing it.

"I dont know what frightens me more, the power that crushes us, or our endless ability to endure it "

"Some of the worst wrongs, were caused by people who tried to change things"

"Sometimes you love only with hope, sometimes, you cry without tears. Sometimes, thats all that is left, to cling together till the dawn."

"Happiness is a myth. it was invented to make us buy things"

"At first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. What we should fear and dread instead is that we won’t stop loving them, even after they are dead and gone."

"If fate doesn't make you laugh, you just don't get the joke"

"You can never tell what people have inside them, until you start taking it away"

Songs that touch your soul

There just some songs
that seem to caress your soul.

They were meant for you
They were written for you
They make you laugh
They make you ponder
They just seem to make you
dream in wonder

As this song is playing over and over
it gets more addicting by the second.

I heard there was a secret chord
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme.
It starts from my nose and crinkles my toes
But right now everything is turning blue.
Well do it all, everything , on our own.
Because its just you and me, and all other people
with nothing to say, nothing to do.


Its what they do to me

Love and Confusion......

She saw him with the corner of her eyes as she unbuttoned her shirt, slowly, taking it one at a time. He knew she wasn’t going to let him have it that easy. She did always say "Teasing's the best part". The shadows formed by the light dangling from the ceiling were playing with him as much as she was. At half past twelve on this cold winter night her silhouette, in those shadows, were making him imagine things which he never did. She untied her hair and hid herself behind it. Thats how she did it, thats how she loved it. Her eyes invited him. Yes, she was beautiful and yes, her eyes spoke a million words. He switched off the lights, only to see the moonlight working up its magic on her.

The grin on her faced said it all, she was enjoying every bit of his frustration. There was silence in the room, she could feel him breathing, in anticipation, she thought. He had green eyes, the ones that would drive any woman mad. He knew it.

He drew her closer, gently but firmly, as his arm curled around her waist. His breath moistened her nose. Her breath condensed in his. Her smile grew bigger as he caressed her back He knew she was ready. He wet his lips, she bit hers. He played with her ear and made his way to her chin, pulling her hair from behind so that it hurt. He heard her pain. His lips rolled down her neck. They kissed as he pushed her to the wall.

"Its my turn now," he thought to himself as he threw her on the bed and made his way down to her navel and brushed it with his upper lip. The ticklish feeling would have made any woman giggle, but not her, not tonight. As she tried to, she was thinking, thinking about Adam. It started drizzling outside.

Adam, he caressed her soul, not just her body. He tickled her mind, not just her navel. But it was over. She knew she could never love him again, could she? Her mind and her naked body swung between Adam and him. Lying on his bed, as he made love to her, in this two bedroom apartment, in New York, it just didn’t seem right. It just never felt the same. Would she ever feel anything like what she did with Adam? When they made love, it was soulful. She had to throw him out of her mind and body, what was she doing? She didnt say a word throughout the night.

It was true, he had everything a woman wanted, a woman desired. She had to be with him, but did she really want to? This wasn't the how she pictured it. He knew what he wanted, and he knew how to get it too. He tried harder to satisfy her, thinking it was one of her ways to tease him. If she cried right now, would it give it away? The drizzling gave way to a storm, it was pouring outside. But he loved her more than anything else. "No, NO; it doesn’t have to be this way" she thought to herself as she forced her body to like him, to like what he was doing to her. Her mind fighting the urge to cry, her body fighting the urge to crumple and coil. The thunder sliced the night sky.

"It was his fault, he deserved what he got.” I have to move on, have to let go……but like this?" She screamed, not loud enough for him to hear it. Didn’t he see the pain on her face? Was he busy satisfying her to even bother? He had a reputation to live up to you see. One that took him quite a number of women to achieve.

Was she just another one, whose name he would strike off after they were done or was she trying to get over her past by laying here with him? It was ironical indeed, they were making love.

The clock was ticking, trying to keep pace with them. Was there a future between them or was she just about to be thrown into the past? Could she possibly go back to him? Could she apologise to him for his mistake? Modesty was not one of her best virtues. The storm raged on through the night.....