Sunday, April 16, 2006
I am asked, how are you and how was the day. Me and ma end the day trying to get sleep with our eyes closed keeping you inside floating in tears to keep you cool and hoping to see you in our dreams. We don’t even know whether we sleep, but I wake up, time never matters, thinking of you and wondering why you never come in our dreams. Spending the day is a farce as I am dishonest about any thing I do, eating, talking, working, what a sham. The only thing I am happy about at the end of the day is I am getting closer to you by one more day. Awaiting da….Applu minus 44 days
