24 march 06

yesterday was not promising at all. disappointment overcame me, leading me moody for the whole day. why? because i was not among the top B3 students being selected for Dr. Vaz's physics class. my overall mark was 69. nick's was 69.3. a difference of 0.3 marks. he was selected. but i was not. ok fine. nick took me to appeal.but she did not sound promising either. she explained that it is not up to her to decide who are eligible for dr vaz's class; the final decision still goes to mr selva. she could not even confirm if nick will be entering that class. duh. what nonsense.

the inability to enter his class is, even now, such a disappointment for me. if only i did better for the first class test... as i scored A1 for the all tests after that test.... there would not be any regrets... it's such a torture for not being able to excel in your niche areas... and when your forte is now your weakness.

a beautiful cinnamon complexion,hair the colour of a dark plum, a small flat nose, full lips that spread joyfully over her gapped teeth, and the most arresting eyes, as black as a seal's hide, with a pinhead of white serving as a pupil.

his body convulsed, and his head jerked wildly, until the howling gave way to prayerlike utterances, every word expelled in the breathless surge of confession...

they strolled along the evening park, walking towards the direction of the setting sun. they looked at the orange sky that to them signalled an end... their arms were entwined, but their faces bore a look that spelled an unwillingness, as if the dusk meant separation.

love withstand all circumstances
keep your dreams alive
you know where love goes round

separation is not the end
it's a learning journey
it lets you reminisce
let you learn to treasure
teach you how to love
you may repudiate
but
time heals all wounds
fills up all emptiness.