Day 18 - Year 22
"Is life worth it?" - Not for me as long as I am in Mumbai. Very busy(filim illappa). Still I thought I should spend at least some time for the person who made me write.
Today's log in my diary - the shortest ever:
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A in love - experienced dreams, remembering only C.
Happy Birthday.
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Reminded of two poems.
::::: Thaboo Shankar
"Ellaa naatkalum varuthappadukindrana. Un pirantha naalaai piranthirukka koodaatha endru"
"All days are sad. For, they did not give birth as your birthday"
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::::: Vairamuthu's Thanner Desam
The gift that the hero gives the heroine on her birthday. The best I could ever think of!!!
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7 comments:
Couldnt quite understand that...But realized that it shud be someone's birthday...
Be it you or your GF...Belated wishes...
Thanks vicky. Would convey the wishes :)
Anchu rubaa nota, anchu rubaa notu nu songala, pathu rubaa nota, pathu rubaa nota pathu rubaa notunu sonangala, antha mathiri ella iruku ne solrathu.
btw Intha A-C, a-c nu solriya.. A-C na split A/c ya ella Window A/c ya.
Hi ... I know its a pretty late comment ... happened to read this post only today ... Does the A in "A in love" means your name? (Ashok? - guessing with that ambigram) and C the name of the person who made you write?
@ anonymous - Yes, you guessed it right. And there is something else you did not get from that sentence.
btw, i cant guess who you are
A in Love ..
okay it was evident in all ur pervious Days.
but Experienced ..! wht did u mean by tht?
(Though im a bit late readin ur blog ... i thoughT better thn never.)
nD BTW : convey my b'day wishes :)
Sure would covney your birthday wishes bharath :) btw, i had been dreaming about some one the whole day.. that is it. The line has lot more meaning that you see. Waiting for the day when I can reveal all hidden stuff in this blog :)
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