Sister Lies Loved the lines .. truly sad but sadly , the truth:

I hate old friends
They can hurt you the most
Pulling at your deepest insecurities
They know where to stab, or twist
Then pull you into strong arms
And whisper away your pain

Girlfriends ``...and if they hold your hand, chances are they’ll never let it go``

a page in the blackest of your black books... if only actions could be judged by intentions...

How’s It Gonna Be shalwar kameez black and a big black shawl
not flying or running, now slowed to a crawl

dressed all black on a dark dark night
u think he was trying to get outta sight ?

to fade in the background, to keep a low profile
to drift away, not to last more than ``a while``

releived says she, for she`s got closure
releived says HE, atleast SHE`s got closure

Headache and Heartburn Just one quick question ... . You went to bed thinking about the symapthetic Beant Singh , but what did you do the first thing you got up in the morning ? Did you actually change something in his life ? Sure , it feels good to write an article and see it get published with your name on it , and you sentiments penned in this virtual online ink. But the question remains ... did anything change for Beant Singh: New York City cab driver?

Sufi, Practice Love Because Mathematics is Difficult Question for the author: He followed his heart , and you followed your head. Now that I read what you have written for him , I wonder ,as must you at times : is one approach better than the other ? If I may ask one more measly little question ; you think Sufi would write about you like you write about him ? The intention here is nothing but to compare the two characters.