Haircut Woes:Bleh!

It's not supposed to be woeful.But.Sheesh.Not only am a poor soul who has always been renowned for her "wild"hair days,but also people promised to butcher me alive if I dared to cut off so much as one strand of my "tresses"!BUt against all odds..I did IT!!!!!!*me patting myself on the back!*I was dreadfully worried about facing the world.However,I stepped out,staring unfocussedly from behind my new fringe.Can't deny I love the way I could hide behind them!Reached home.Dad gave an amazing look of extreme disapproval.Ma frowned and uttered something incoherent but am betting my last 10 rupee note[I have that much at the present moment!*take pity all you sympathetic souls out there!*]that it was anything but a compliment.Anyway.The scenario at college was much betterhehe.*blush*.

• Flipside: Someone told me am lookin babyish.worse:like a little lhasa(!!)
• The fringe is smitten with my eyes and takes every opportunity to get inside its watery depths...bleh!
• for the next two months parents will be perpetually dissatisfied with my very presence!I'll be told I look Horrendous+me being such a fashionista won;t actually help me in the future.
• Bright side:Moi feelin good after the haircut!that's what matters no?Yeah Yeah I know am a narcissist

p.s:those who think am lookin bad leessss don't comment,i want to keep feelin good!

Feeling so helpless.Had two huge slices of bread with loadsa cheese.I adore cheese..its sooo cheesy!*huh- amazingly expressed!*Dunno,if only there were no fetters tied to my feet i would have been by his side *not metaphysically* when he needs me soo much.And that 6feet lanky monster..thinks of noone but himself..ass!Life's not SUCh a horrible place also!And i cannot tell such a thing has happened to R also..as it is he's so upset.But i badly wanted to share.Dunno what is happening all around:people are so sick of themselves it's sickening.I miss you puchkuish..

Have kept my fingers crossed.Have talked for 2 nd 1/2 hours.have giggled endlessly nd talked gibberish!Trying hard to tie together the ends.Have always feared the fraying edges.But I have absolute unshakeable faith.Hope it remains....We both know its impossible to sustain ourselves without each being with the other.so..lets see...

Q SCRAWL?!@#*!??

Time has come that I share stuff which are so incoherent to myself,that I have to search between,above and below my words to find a pinch of meaning!

Questions.Where do they come from?When are they conceived?Is it at that dark moment between truth and reality?Or do they scurry all over the place like black ants scurrying for cover?Is it when emotons run astray and clash violently with conformity?Or is it something petty?How the hell do you define "petty"?What happens when it seems you know what the world looks like and another scarred side of it lie exposed in front of you?When the mundaneity becomes obscure.When your vision blurs.When one morning the sun fails to peek out.when raindrops cross each other at uncanny angles.When you churn inside yourself muddy candyfloss.When you sail upon the waves of longing.When you stare up at the ceiling with aching eyes.When nothingness embraces you.When your heart does a 100 and 500 somersaults.

When you scan those endless rows of black letters and arrive at a moment of euphoric euphoria or despairing despair.When a sudden impulse grabs hold of you and throws you inside a pit.When the When stops.When you start a quest.When you rage,When you feel pain.When you are inside yourself.When questioning does not end in a curve.

Babble.Babble.Fi fO fum!

Jumble.You Mumble.We tremble.3 nd a 1/2 masterpieces have been created.OH.Fuck.HOw Can we deny your existence?Yeah Right as if You are "pwitty*"heheheheh.
Shakespeare created wondrous ambiguity.We cannot.Period.
(If you are thinking am insane you are fucksolutely right!!)

Don't get US wrong[though wE are always wrongly wrong or rightly wrong]No heartbreakin business.Just useless shit which slumbering can help dwindle.

{CURTAINS DOWN}

3 A.M in the morning.

UNDONE.

UH-OH!!