I forget who this was for.
I whisper.
You whisper back.
I do not understand the language you speak.
It is beautiful, the consonants are somehow more musical, more soothing.
You are beautiful.
A foreign candidness in your eyes, amazement and joy in the alien colour and dilation of your pupils.
You clutch a curly strand of my hair, bury your nose in its shampoo smell.
I hold my breath.
You smile and utter a soft sentence that I do not comprehend.
- 22nd March 2003
posted by mercury @ 1:53 PM
17 Comments:
Anonymous, your eloquence leaves me truly astounded.
yours leaves me in a very similar state as well.
Hahaha
Aren't you just the wittiest. Thanks, though.
not really. you're welcome.
Yeh aik hee anonymous hai na, badal badal ke to nai aa rahay?
nai. aik hi
ok.
why? would that make a differnce?
Dude, there's a reason anonymous comments are enabled: so people like you can have your fun behind the cloak of anonymity. Frankly, I couldn't care less about who any anonymous is. I just appreciate the readership.
Read on :)
this is surely not for me- we didn't know each other back in 2003.
so that's one person down...
:)
Hehe :)
This was either for my nephew who was a baby at that time and whose eyes were still deciding between grey and brown, or for a baby cousin of mine who knows saraiki and loved using it on us. Maybe it was for both! So that narrows down the field considerably :)
quite.
though the best part is the reader gets to perceive it his/her way.
beautifully written.
shukria.
this is brilliant babe!
seriously, and i forget to tell you everytime...ive read ur blog often before.
i just didnt know you were mercury.
get it?
coming to isloo on the 2nd.
:)
Khizzy, YAY! I hope the weather keeps behaving itself till then :)
post! post!
love,
mina
Thanks, Xill-e-ilahi, and thanks for dropping by!
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