RED LETTER DAY

JE ns ‘Deep-Eccentric-Cheap-Sentiments’ ThEo r y

Having stared at my calendar in disbelief for the best part of an hour, & checking the calendar several times to make sure it isn’t April 1^st.

^{Yesh.. Its Feb14, Phew..~}

& I’ve been thinking about this thingy for a while, & decided to let the emotion die a bit before writing in..

Of late, Unbalance feelings speak of certain uncertainty..

Right now in my mind you are in questions to only which you hold the answers.

You know sometimes circles run around you. Sometimes walls run into you.

& I’m utterly compelled to indulge in thoughts of you. Thoughts of you always hang above my head. If only you

you could take a walk into head & read past my thoughts you would realize, I’ve been sleeping with the lights on, so if I wake in the night, your picture is clearly in sight.

I long for, my hours to be with you
Minutes of me in you.

If that is anything to go by

I need a sure thing

For I claim you as my only hope

My dear quaint notion, will you be my fairytale ?

I told her : I wouldn’t swap her for Miss World & I fancy her cycle in my organizer

She’s what I’ve been waiting for since I reached puberty..~

Your taste still lingers on my lips
Like I just placed them upon yours

So let’s meet at the mouth for a kiss
That’s been so long overdue

I’ll carve my heart out for you

I’m sorry about this 3^rd rate card..

If you become my girlfriend [ with no expiry-used-by-date ] I’ll get ya a Fanciful Credit-Card, this time next year on Valentines. [ which I hope it will get ya into a Porn-Star mood, For 3weeks at least ]

JE ns ‘Deep-Eccentric-Cheap-Sentiments’ ThEo r y

HOME ALONE

Once.. I was Indian’ly Boozing about at my local. After drowning a couple of bottles, I saw a ‘homeless’ old man walking by, kicking about a huge empty box. & I yelled, ‘Oi..!!, what are you doing?’. Helpless old man, ‘I’m moving out’. & disappeared into the dark.

Moments later my girlfriend made her usual late night call. I picked up & tried my best to sound sober.

& told her about the old man incident. [ I had to do it before she brings up her school girl topics ]

Her : Ouh~ The old man lives in a card box. That’s why he said, he’s moving out’

Me :Oh well.. If I made you a PALACE, made of Card Boxes. Will you move in with me ?

Her : NO..!!

Me : O’ryte.. Good night, sleep tight, don’t let me bed bugs bite. [ & hung up ]

Next day, I called her up to say that I’m breaking up with her.

- Till this day she’s been looking for that old man who ruined the relationship for her. From what I gather, she wants to burn down his house/card-box -