last night……i was reading a book and these words leaps out “in the dying light of sun”,as if in a state of fugue,put down the book(good one, huh!)made myself a cup of coffee and here i am furiously hitting the keys.
I made this one as a gift to my better half’s 40th birthday.I ran out
of idea and mostly time to buy him something special.Boy!!!Does he
likes it?If u could only see the “look” on his face,i believed he fall
in love with me all over again…ha!ha!ha!
I guess men needs to be re-assured constantly that you haven’t lose that loving feeling more than we women does.
i was seriously considering deleting this one.some thoughts and feelings are meant to be kept to oneself.after mooting for few hours,i came to a conclusion…if i have to be true to my writing, i need to be true to myself.
can’t sleep.there’s a restlessness in me that wouldn’t still.there’s a stirring of emotion which needs to be expressed.suddenly, i thought of her.the woman whose strength i admire,whose devotion is unparalleled,whose love is undying…………my mother.
