| Sunday, June 11, 2006 |
| The in-betweens |
Moments between the Yes and No, the indecisive good and bad, the silken thread between demise and spirit. Snap and you fall, fling and you dangle, fondle and you be obsessed.
Birthday calls, sweet tea and muffin mornings, cartoon network breakfasts, chutney sandwiches, popcorn and cola noons, Barista lunches, breaks between ad marathons, pencil shavings, windscreen wipers, beads of sweat in panic, dimple chin that you seldom noticed, accidental showers, pizza nights, oddballs in amber liquid evenings, dancing weekends, creaking late-night doors, installment naps and borrowed dreams.
Every morsel enjoyed in its true native spirit. But the inane commonality is easier seen than explained. Not count the bits it will last, experience the life it comes packed with.
'Bigger', 'better', 'faster' and 'stronger' are widgets bearing functional resemblance to enhancement pills. The latter comes at a cost and refills can be picked off the shelf. Former's freeware open source and 'cant-do-without-its'.
Half-a-decade back I desired a world of my own with real action and actors. Half-a-decade later I only desire in-betweens. |
posted by Shivranjini Krishnamurthy @ 6/11/2006 12:04:00 PM  |
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