and when she eats it, it means she's angry.. she's
nervous.. she's a bit depressed...
Later she'll feel the pangs of remorse..
28th|JUNE|2007
11:43 PM
If I could I would show you the beauty
of the world with my eyes, carrying you on the Greek flying horse "Pagasus"
to the upper verandah of paradise where the shimmering rivers of
vermouth run beneath our feet... & where the beautiful damsels furnish
me with such a brilliant light that'll capture your eyes forever... &
then I'll hear your aaahs & oooohs.
If I could I would do so, because in
your eyes I could witness the love which burned eternally... The only
LOVE which could dig into my soul...
27th|JUNE|2007
1:22 PM 4:15 PM The kind of love I'll cherish all my life...
Christopher Robin and I walked along
Under branches lit up by the moon
Posing our questions to Owl and Eeyore
As our days disappeared all too soon
But I've wandered much further today than I should
And I can't seem to find my way back to the Wood
So help me if you can
I've got to get back
To the House at Pooh Corner by one
You'd be surprised
There's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin and Pooh
Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do
Got a honey jar stuck on his nose
He came to me asking help and advice
And from here no one knows where he goes
So I sent him to ask of the Owl if he's there
How to loosen a jar from the nose of a bear
It's hard to explain how a few precious things
Seem to follow throughout all our lives
After all's said and done I was watching my son
Sleeping there with my bear by his side
So I tucked him in, I kissed him and as I was going
I swear that the old bear whispered
"Boy welcome home"
Believe me if you can
I've finally come back
To the House at Pooh Corner by one
What do you know
There's so much to be done
Count all the bees in the hive
Chase all the clouds from the sky
Back to the days of Christopher Robin
Back to the ways of Christopher Robin
Back to the days of Pooh
Sorry for the absence.. I've been going through a
lot... It's when my reality mixes with my fantasy and dreamy world...
Usually I am left in a total state of silence...
I was hanging out with my friends, going for shopping
and having dinner together... I was trying to socialize with my
family, & I was trying to read, but there was no use trying to get
"them" out of my mind.
A couple of days ago I was all alone thinking of
them... & I didn't know why I had a pain in the pits of my stomach..
and all of a sudden they showed up.. they showed up.. they were real
and tangible... and they were standing in front of me! & how was I
supposed to react? it's been 8 years since the last time we met...
anyway.. that was a decisive moment... I knew then that
I'd never be able to hate them & my feelings for them would never fade
away.
Yesterday I was up till 3:00 AM, writing the events of
those moments when I saw them again & I couldn't take my eyes of
them...
& this morning.. I had a strange dream... I was at my
grandpa's house... I was standing in the midst of the main hall... I
was wearing my abaya and many women were hugging and consoling me..
Apparently someone died and the women came for condolence.. Strangely,
the women were happy... 2 of whom I knew were smiling when they hugged
me.. they were so rejoiced & I was extremely down & muddled...
I left the main hall and went to the kitchen..
& there he was... my grandfather was sitting calmly on
one of the chairs, looking at me with a huge smile drawn upon his
illuminative face... it was then when a wind of heaven waffled upon me
and an ocean of tears trickled down my cheeks, for I didn't believe
what I was seeing...
I did not need to think of a wonderful thought in order
to be able to fly to NEVER LAND like Peter Pan.. I did not need the
magical pixie dust of the little fairy Tinker Bell in order to fly to
the second gleaming star to the right which shines in the night for
me... I did not need Aladdin's magical carpet to carry me to my most
favorable places of this world... I didn't need king Midas's touch to
transform those who annoy me into gold. I didn't need to distract
myself from reality anymore, for he was there... He listened to the
sound of my tears... He understood how much I missed his presence...
& it was enough for me to see him and smell his
redolent fragrance.. It was enough for me to sense the deepest kind of
love I have for him.. The kind of love I'll cherish all my life..
..................................
For those who want to start reading "The Count of
Monte Cristo".. some of my friends did not buy it yet.. So, I
changed the date of starting reading it... it's gunna be on the
6th.July inshAllah ^_^ who's willing to stick to this date?
