Ojibwe asabikeshiinh

Where are you then?

When the darkness falls,
When the silence prevails,
When the air freezes,
when the stir stops,
When the cricket chirps,
when the life sleeps,
when the bed warms,
when the limbs break,
When the nerves ache,
When the sense fails,
When the eyelids droop,
When the eyeballs squeeze,
when the eyes close,
WHERE ARE YOU THEN?

Picked this poetry online from Qaisar Janjua... @Thx Qaisar!

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Drive On!

I was at a parking lot. I had two cars to myself - one old without a/c another brand new. I had to take out the old one from the first parking lane and park it in the parallel slot of the second or third parking lane. Some girl came into the parking lot eager to park in the slot I was in the first parking lane. She asked me if the other car was mine. I denied.

Weird dream.

P.S. Thinking of buying a car and driving around with N in her car playing games with my mind!
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