Memories of the Wind.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Friday nite is the mood for love.
Friday nite is the mood for love.
In the dusty streets of love amidst the falling rain drops,
More often than not, a girl and a guy who get too close to each other will create sparks and the guy falls in love with the girl. Well and good if the girl accepts his advances, but if the girl is more interested in the guy opposite and rather remain as friends with the former only, their closely knitted world starts to fall apart.
Things will never be the same again. The girl starts to stay away from the guy, they begin to interact less, and eventually they find themselves in a different world. The guy just could not fathom such a drastic change in the girl's attitude.
It takes a lot for the girl to do such a cruel thing too. She is full of guilt, yet everything seems fruitless in salvaging such a strained relationship.
If only they can convince themselves to remain as friends.
Easier said than done. I took a few years for one. It needs courage to reject, and take a rejection.
Hard to stomach a returned mail.
In the dusty streets of love amidst the falling rain drops,
The Postman on his last duty before rushing home for a warm meal with his other half was shouting across the streets to a lone stranger in an oversized trench coat..
“Hey hey! Naisevol! Is that you? There’s a returned mail for you!”
To which the stranger replied
“Sorry. I am not me. He’s feeling blue.”
~~~~~
Strange opening to this Friday nite.. Maybe the rain induces me to think of a suitable scenario for today's post.
It certainly pains me to see people who are once close to each other become distant strangers.More often than not, a girl and a guy who get too close to each other will create sparks and the guy falls in love with the girl. Well and good if the girl accepts his advances, but if the girl is more interested in the guy opposite and rather remain as friends with the former only, their closely knitted world starts to fall apart.
Things will never be the same again. The girl starts to stay away from the guy, they begin to interact less, and eventually they find themselves in a different world. The guy just could not fathom such a drastic change in the girl's attitude.
It takes a lot for the girl to do such a cruel thing too. She is full of guilt, yet everything seems fruitless in salvaging such a strained relationship.
If only they can convince themselves to remain as friends.
Easier said than done. I took a few years for one. It needs courage to reject, and take a rejection.
Hard to stomach a returned mail.
Friday nite is the mood for love.
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