
12-19-2007, 11:23 AM
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aurora
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this should have been written yesterday actually..but well..ki ar kora.
@dark saint,asif bhaiya,prantik..thanks so much for reading.
wednesday,19th december
yesterday was a happy and busy day,first i went out with my cousin..for shopping and beauty parlour,the usual girly stuff before eid [god..persona must be making a fortune,what a crowd],then with our freshly pretty(!) faces,we went out to eat..and..that too went very well..whenever i feel a little messed up,i've seen that a simple girly day out does the trick.
anyway,still had time left,so i went to a school friend's house.we have been friends sice 1998.nothing interesting happenned there,i rested on her bed,doing absloutely nothing..sorrounded by the walls which have welcomed me so many times before.her brother's guitar on one side of the room[scarecrow er guitarist],the computer with the wires hanging out on the other,the same clutter that has been there forever..and i thought,this is home..these things don't change.i came there as a twelve year old,now i do at 20,and still it's the same warmth,the same comfortable feeling.
and if enjoying that familiarity is living in memory land,then i don't want to change it,because this place keeps making new happy memories too..to remember later on,when all the simple things in life may vanish..still,the thick walls of that building will hold the sound of a distant music. if i could hold on through the tears and the laughter..
would it be beautiful?or just a beautiful disaster..? |