Wednesday, June 21, 2006


Distance never separates two souls that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. Almost. But whenever I start feeling sad because I miss you I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss.

There are many things in life that one wants to keep masked. I often have this stupid -- crying -- feeling at the most strangest of occurrences – many of which are simply outside of my control. I cry rarely, yet I do. Boyz don’t cry, I suddenly remember. Guys don’t want others to see them emotionally feeble.

Then we cry inside. At least I do. Can’t tell you why. There are times when one has to be really concise. One misses. The rain softens you even more. The beats skip fast. You pretend to be a toughie. It is a very different innervation. Like a mystical experience.

I am sorry, you’ve to be a little touched to feel it!



Haggis, Chicago said...

Thats a very good and reflective write-up. You can convey so much in so few ines.
Like that.

Gulnar, Sweden said...

Nice post, samy.

I loved it very much.

Arman, 25, New Delhi said...

can you post more frequently. I will appreciate if you post more oten because I can't wait to read you.


Pallavi, Chennai said...


I highly recommend you to immediately start writing books.
If you don't write, the world may miss out on a splendidly gifted, mystical writer.

I mean it.

All regards,

Pallavi Ayanger,
T-nagar Chennai,
India said...

not a bad suggestion.
I agree

Anonymous said...

lovely write up. simply sam

Todd Giligan, New Jersey said...

There is much strength in your words. I not only find them interesting but absorbing and deep-meaning as well.

I am bookmarking you. Hope to read more of you, my learned friend.