Wednesday, September 21, 2005

a sleep

.why cant I start a sentence with a full stop?

I guess i can if I really want to.

Ive asked tahir (the other guy in the office) to make me some tea. I have a splitting headache.
But its alright.

These days work has been crazy, office wise and own-work wise. But last night I finished a book I was supposed to design for the bookgroup, and completed a major design job for the juice shop. Stayed up till 4:30 and am dead tired now but its all worth it—cos I thought the design looked alright at the end.
And beenish bookgroup just called and said the book looked awesome.

So im happy.

In a weird tired way.

But like the guy said I have “miles to go before I sleep” and then he said it again. He probably had lots of miles to go.
That’s how I feel. I could say it more than two times even and it wouldn’t be enough.

Heres a poem inspired by that guy.

Whose house is this
I think I know
He works all day
All night also

But he has
Miles to go before he sleeps
And miles to go before he sleeps
And even more miles to go before he sleeps
Hes still walking.


I added the last line to give it this infiniteness.
Now that its on paper—whenever someone reads it, He, which is actually I, will still be walking.

Intense.

Now replace walking with driving. And that’s my life.
For someone who hates driving I do an awful lot of it


.
fullstop for the heck of it

im off now.
The next couple of days seems mad, but I seem to be getting a lot of work done.

In this song called ‘Aarzoo’ on the noo knewri album—theres this little break—where he whispers “ab so gaye, meray chaand aur taaray- hum kho gaye, hum haaray”.
I think that’s the best part of the entire album.

But enough about me.
Who are you?

Or in the words of Immu (from Fuzon) “How is it?”
hahhahaHA---
that’s an internal joke.

Only I get it.

Really internal.
hahaHAhahahaHA

another one.

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