Its one of the best books I've read so far. Beautiful and simple language illustrate every tiny bit of the book. You live the book. You are the book. I love it. Worth every ounce of prais e it has got. RED! ( pun intended) :)

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Damn everything! Am really done. Am exhausted just listening.
Good luck and may God be with you, cause they certainly arent.

I am screaming, but there isn't any voice. Is anyone listening at all?
I am screaming, but there is silence all around. Does anyone know me at all?
I am screaming, reaching out for help.
Why isn't anyone here?

To old times and new,
To everything and more,
To good luck and love.

Nonsense

A bit of this
a bit of that
another altogether
mutation?

i look over,
its finished.
but its really not.
maya?

a fear unheard of,
a silent prayer,
life and death
dream?

unrelated words
hastily put together
a collage
nonsense?

you'd think.

vague philosophy

A little jinn came away here, called my bluff and made me hear. Of things that might happen, or which will. i heard, standing patiently- his stories had every truth. A word seemingly bizarre to me. It was sunset and as he spoke, she shone, of wisdom of long and lore. i was at his feet, when he disappeared slowly, in a wisp of smoke, but leaving me with a small lamp. 'Jinns dont live in lamps. They live in your minds and souls, free you mind of all its restrictions, and fly free of bounds, and clinched existance. The lamp is but a symbol of all the assumptions that you have to break free from' he said as he faded.

Remember Alice In wonderland? its where i want to be. Free of restrictive imagination.

Memory Games

i am forgetful. Its a disease. No, really it is. I cant remember what I told you a minute ago. This causes a lot of repetitions and unnecessary confusion. My friends tell me it isnt a problem, because I come out with different conclusions every time Im confronted with a problem and I often contradict myself. Apparently, I am told, its amusing to watch. Maybe I should explain
Vani : ( looking at kavi and me) so in conclusion, I dont like eating out either!
Me: oh yes, I agree, hate it!
Kavi: ( 15 mins later) hey girls , am sorry, Mums going out, well have to cook ourselves.
Me: Oh why? Cant we just go out and eat?
Kavi: I thought you dont like it?
Me: What? Nonsense! Who told you that?
( This story is made up. The real story? I promise, I forgot!)

I have really bad memory too. I just cant remember. I have a friend of thirteen years, who once was talking to me aboutthis person that we used to be friends with apparently. Dont you remember !!? she said. She was kidding me. I cant remember the her phone number in all these years, and she wanted me to remember a whole person!!?? Whatll she want me to do next, invent cure for cancer?

Its not only that I have bad memory, things I cant remember, I make up. For a long time I believed that I fell off a swing and hurt my head. That it bled profusely. Till this friend told me swings were always off limits for us. We never were allowed on them. I believed this imagination to be so true, that it became a memory.I dont know, how many other such memories I have. Make belief ones.

Its a recent diagnosis. Till then I believed fiercely that I had a great memory, and had heated arguments with anyone challenging my version. So am sorry for all the nonsense Ive meted out to you guys. Knowing now, that you cunning asses will trick me into agreeing to anything, I plan to carry a tape with me at all times. Unless I forget.