What makes a woman go wild? What makes her heart fill with desire? What makes her swoon with delight? What puts those stars in her eyes and a mysterious smile on her face? What makes her giggle like a school girl? What makes her sing? What makes her laugh out loud with joy at the slightest provocation, when others don't find that conversation funny in the least?
Is it a man? Or is it the promise of something that may come to pass in the future that brings a spring in her step...?
I am a woman...
Sometimes childlike, sometimes evil, sometimes brave, sometimes feeble, sometimes creative, sometimes reactive, sometimes wild, sometimes trying...
I have my moments...both ugly and nice...
Today was a particularly pleasant day. I was ecstatic. Without splashing my personal life on the world Wide Web let me discreetly mention, it had something to do with the way Mr.Me and I spent last evening. I am still quite heady with the after effects of our frolic yesterday.
*I sang to myself while working on dreary reports and a presentation of the kind that usually leaves me high strung and in black humour.
*I couldn't wipe that grin off my face even when people observed and commented on my rather delighted state of being. I had nothing to say except continuing to smile foolishly!
*I made pleasant conversation with almost everyone I ran into at work.
*I went over some very happy memories I had shared with a coworker I have practically known half a decade.
* I had an uncontrollable urge to buy something for Mr.Me. I took time off work and picked up a few surprise gifts for him. I am not about to disclose what I bought for him until I give them to him and he is pleasantly surprised. Wouldn't dream of ruining his surprise in case someone stumbles upon my post tonight and promptly texts, mails or calls him to ask him if he likes ...etc etc etc...
*I had the most divine pasta ever and literally wiped the bowl clean.
*I couldn't stop thinking about our forthcoming trip to Neemrana...which is in 2 days...I had several brainwaves...I considered and rejected several ideas of making the trip absolutely gratifying (pun intended).
Just a girl, just an ordinary girl
Just a boy, just an ordinary boy
Just a dream, just an ordinary dream...
Life's like that...Our past and the promise of what might happen affects our present.
We take life too seriously. Its the imagined gravity of every situation that keeps us grounded. The angles on the other hand fly, for they take themselves lightly.
Laugh...for you don't know how long you'll have something to be glad about.
Smile...for you don't know how long you'll find something amusing.
Talk...for you don't know how long you'll have someone to share your joy with.
Walk...for you don't know how long your legs will support you.
Drive with the windows down sometime...for the wind in the hair is like a lovers playful touch.
Hold hands...for you don't know how long the love of your life will stay by your side.
Go on vacations regularly...for you need a break every now and then!
4 comments:
Hehe, Judging by the after-effects, I'm not so sure that you were very subtle about the 'not discussing your personal life on the world wide web' :) nonetheless very interesting :) Have a wonderful trip, consider putting up some up some pictures :)
as I said, excellent writing :D
here is a link to that song I was telling you about - music, lyrics and translation :)
(I'm still sending you a remix tho that I like best)
http://www.foreignlanguageblog.com/?p=451
-andrea
Stumbled here by chance... left all my work (read as 'the darn thesis which I submit in the next three days') and relished each and every word of what you wrote... it connects.. it seems like an echo and of course I know what you mean, don't I?
Love
Shrds (miss you)
Thanks for your comments...it sure cheers me up to think u know exactly what I mean...
Much Love
xoxoxox
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