Poshte daryaha shahrist...ghayeghi bayad sakht.....

I paced myself into a state of calm as soon as my eyes cut the site of him crossing the road with his hand around her waist...I guess she was his height...long hair...kind of light brown....didn't see her face until later....but he had the look of a winner on his face...as if he was proving a point...I couldn't figure out what it was though!! We never saw eye to eye...but at that moment I knew that he knows I am behind him and it felt he was creating a territorial motion!!

We come to the earth with our eyes and hearts wide open. We arrive with total trust and a willingness to be pleased. We expect every experience to make us happy. We are genuinely surprised if it doesn’t. Then, somehow, from somewhere, cynicism creeps in. We start to become jaded and world-weary. We learn to anticipate trouble. Trouble though, is never polite. It comes whether it is anticipated or not. And sometimes it seems to actively prefer visiting the places where it is being prepared for. This enthusiasm and optimism surely served me far more surprising than I ever expected!

Was I supposed to feel something? Is this where I should be upset...or jealous or god knows what...but I was surprised of how calm I was...don't get me wrong it is not like I felt nothing...I felt a rush of blood in my head...but then it felt like everything went away...it was just that one moment that i cast my eye on them and then when I turned away this whole thing went away...so I decided to stay away!

I guess it was just the feeling of lonely at that stage, I did need some one to tell me eveything is going to be ok...some one to tell me that today is not the end...and perhaps I was more concerned about the lack of that support...

It’s not what you do, it’s the way that you do it.” That’s what they tell us. Unfortunately, it’s not true. All too often, it absolutely IS what you do. The way that you do it has nothing to do with it. Style is irrelevant. Substance is everything.

duh......

Tomorrow, they tell us, never comes. Hah! That proves how little they know. Look! It has arrived. We are living in it. Just compare things to the way they were yesterday and notice how different they are. What does that tell us? That tells me all I need to know. The future is here. All it wants is for me and you to recognise it. It is waiting for a little respect and recognition. Which is interesting because that’s what we all seem to be waiting for too, well I am, don't know about you! Perhaps the two of us...me and the future ( since you are not among all.;) could make a pact. No more waiting. No more hanging around. Today offers all tomorrow could ever bring – same thing that there was yesterday and there is today and will be tomorrow!!!

It has been ages since I last updated this...well in fact haven't done anything with it since the first night i created it!! Ooops...!
Loads has happened since then and I don't even know where to start...it is strange how life flies by you and in the turns of the moments you catch yourself letting it go too...!! It it feels like a never ending adventure...an animated drama...Of course, if you don’t want a great adventure, you can just spend your whole life watching TV. As long as you have a chair to sit in and a remote control to press, what else could you require? Other, perhaps, than a life. Trouble is, when we set out to get a life, we invariably get a bit of tension to go with it. We find ourselves living out a soap-opera instead of just watching one. But even soap-operas have bright and happy story lines sometimes. So helloooooooooooooo...anyone out there...where is that script writer??? Wanna know the ending of this? May be i should buy one of those TV magazines that gives you the low down of sitcoms a week before each episode or something...that way i am perhaps more prepared for the surprises that might take me!!