1. the Delhi police claims to have solved Soumya's murder case. and its funny i still cant believe i am writing this. wont she be just on the other side of the phone when i call her when i am back in India? how long would it have been before I'd have called? i don't know, i am not sure.
part two is completely not related in any which way to the first part.
2. ..... so today i was accused of being a conniving sneaky calculative bitch... (not my first time i assure you) ... but for the first time from someone whose opinion is important... and it therefore hurt like slashed wrists, unattended. the allegation was so over-the-top that i froze.
"i am innocent!!!" i wanted to scream. but i suck at self defense.
so i mumbled something in self defense (how on earth can one do that after being guillotined.)
o and here's a little confession. i have an opinion on somethings that are pertinent but i choose to keep them under wraps (why let the bats out, when peace can prevail) but it was never really important or shredded in great depths. but nothing (and i swear on all things pure) and never with a black heart, never with an intention to establish superiority, never to prove my upper hand (do i have one?), never to be disparaging, never to say something i wasn't already saying in words.
how does one deal with this? i know not. and i am a fool.
we are different, while i don't think too much of a few things, certain other things are so beautiful that it JUST does NOT matter! (it matters a little, but that too is relative to time)
o, also for the record, it was pointed to me, the many things being done for my comfort and benefit and how i was being insulting in someone else's house... and my innocence was a bad pretence at being.
i pledge to not talk about this again. the reason for this blog entry. i want to write more, but words fail me and i hate a faltering relationship with language.
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