I feel awful, awful. And I feel good, good too.
I feel awful because of whatever I have seen.
I feel awful because I can't do much about it.
I feel good because I will not let it be repeated.
I also feel good because somewhere deep inside, I know I wouldn't have let things be like this years from now even if I hadn't seen this.
I do not know whether memory defeated him or he chose to be defeated by memory. I do not know him either. But something about him is so much like a kid. I have an inkling that he has chosen to forget so much. Whatever time he has left, we can try and make things better.
And you! I will not let you forget. You will be happy and yo when you are like him!
Roger that, General!
12 comments:
the weather is not very conducive to it, true, but nevertheless... *hug*
@mandy: Thankee muchly. :)
Two thumbs up. :)
ihar ortho ki? tumi ki unmaadini hoyiachho?
@jijo: high five!
@mojo: your name rhymes with jijo. on another note, ei post er gobhir manay amra discuss korbo over a cigarette. toke bolar o chhilo ei kothata. :)
PS!!!
@mandy,mojo,jijo: new look of blog kaisa laga?
Shakespeare is not a bad thing to remember. Really.
of course i get it now. you are too cryptic man. khule likhtei partish. so deliberately obscure and difficult. jeez.
@march hare: :(
@mojo: onek kotha shobaike boltay ichhay kore na. abar boltay ichheo kore. otoaeb cryptic na hoye upaye nei. :P
i likes it! very summer. aager holud'ta ektu goromey jontrona dichchhilo! :P
I like new look of blog.
@ mandy, elendil: Why, thank you! :D
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