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Boredom

08 Sunday Nov 2015

Posted by vositha in Random Moments of Life, Relationships

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boredom, moving on, rainy evenings, relationship

boredom

Boredom sinks in. As usual. You vicious thing!

The same story. The same conversation. Pretentious attentiveness, on a downhill journey. A slow one. Not fast enough to kill the boredom. Not too slow to go unnoticed.

I lose track, of words and sentences. Mere words flashing in front of the eyes, no relation, no attachment.  One sided affection. A deep hollow. Felt. Ignored.

Facilitative, to walk way. To move on. To forget. To untangle the knots, wilfully created.  Erase that attempted smile, repeated compliments, and questions left unanswered.

I look to the sky, on a rainy day. Grey, rain drops filled, falling at their own pace.

I wonder where you are, whether you miss those tantrums, or prefer the boredom of your life. The peace, the silence, minus my voice.

Far away,  on a rainy/ a sunny day.

Closure

02 Monday Nov 2015

Posted by vositha in Relationships

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break-up, closure, love, moving on, relationship

closure

A read though all the good mornings, the good nights, and the nastiness of the last emails. Not ignoring the thin line between love and hate, one that is fine, hurtful nevertheless.

I read, I delete.

Memories of happiness, at times pain, sometimes affection hidden somewhere within. Delete, one by one. Read, delete. Not relive, not relapse. Delete.

If memories could be reset, days adjusted then erased. Minds changed.  One by one. Each message at its turn.  Mails, photos of smiles disappear. You hugging me close, making faces at goodbyes captured. Flashbacks of happy mornings, diners in silence, moments without fights or arguments. Delete. Move on to another.

Closure with a cold bath of nastiness, unexpected, maybe least expected. Memories flash, tears held back, pretending all’s fine. Moving on, moving on to other things. Life, love, worries for health, issues of displacement, dislocated hips and migration.

Done, deleted. Closure.

Hopeful.

“He’s good to me,” I tell, myself.

A very random rant :)

18 Friday Mar 2011

Posted by vositha in Random Moments of Life, Relationships

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freak, i love you, love, moods, phobia, relationship, weirdness

I have not typed in anything for a while (or so I think). May be I lacked inspiration or just had too much in my head which I could not put on paper or well screen in this case as it rushed out in torrents at a speed that I could not fathom to type out vividly. But then I need to keep alive, appreciate what be happy as well as what be tormenting.

So yes, I am finally off that relationship phobia and am grateful for your patience. Putting up with weird moods and sudden changes of mind seem to have become inevitable, but you seem to have braved it well. And are still around, forever laughing at my weirdness and the retarded behaviour. And why do I love you? Well I think I know why for a change, and I am glad I do!

Guess you are a keeper after all ,despite your freak status, and yes I am very happy and am not scared to say it (touchwood) You are a retard, but guess you are “my” retard! (very cheesy I know, then again, in a pleasant way)

So I head to sleep with a smile, thinking of good things of “us”. (yes I agree, I do think do much, but then I can’t help it! So deal with it!)

Insomnia, thou be my dearest!

19 Saturday Feb 2011

Posted by vositha in Random Moments of Life, Relationships

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insomnia, possessive, relationship, seriously, sleep

I am back to being in a relationship with my estranged lover. Not “you” that I speak of, reference be to “Insomnia”. Sleep be merely a fling, it was never anything serious. We had our mutual differences and we both knew that we would eventually have to get back to our old habits, despite the admitted stupidity of those of course. Guess we needs must admit that despite our stupidity in being with these companions, we are both happy in these sadistic relationships. The ones that the world frowns upon and we thrive on! We are happy in our own comfort ( / dis- comfort) zone. I turn to my torturous relationship while Sleep resorted to cuddles of “others”.

Mum finds me strolling in the living room, rather “lurking” and wants to know what it is that bothers me. I respond saying that the nap in the evening did me no good. She wants to know if I want to sleep between dad and she. I wonder if she ever would get over picturing me as a 7 year old, who she needs must force feed, force sleep upon, solely for the betterment of human kind. (I strongly believe that she strongly believes that by force feeding my lovable sis and I that she would somehow contribute to the eradication of world hunger. I am NOT kidding) I answer in the affirmative in my head, (on the matter with regards to the maternal illusions on me) but remain silent. I choose not to tell her about my latest break up with Sleep. She would never in this world grasp the concept of a fling. Or would she? Not sure. But Dad would. He gets many things which I am surprised that he does. Kind of cool in some ways, and sometimes a little creepy.

So yea, the nap in the evening was not the best idea. Rathindra tells me on my waking up and admitting that it be not the best decision I took for the day, that “no one takes what he says seriously!” ( he counselled prior to my sleep that it was NOT a good idea, and double checked if I were sleeping when I was trying to sleep. Kind of reminds me of those moments, when you wake someone up who you know is asleep and ask them “are you sleeping?” do that to me anyone, will box your ears, or knock your teeth out! Yes, I am a very nice person, who vehemently despises violence!) well coming back to the point on the level or being taken “seriously”, I tell him that I DO take “him” VERY seriously. And am surprised with my response.
( Vositha ponders deeply on the matter while she continues her typing)

Yes funnily I do take “him” seriously, but not sure if I do take what he “says” seriously. May be I do, but then again, he does not say much at most times, I continue my rants and funny stories, or supposedly “funny stories” to which he listens without much complaining. Bless that man for his patience or the great ability at pretending to listen to me go on forever. (I mean literally forever!)

Mental note: Should be nicer to him in the future, or let me say, should “try” to be nicer to him in the future.

Well, the bottom line being, I did NOT listen to him, and is back to my relationship with Insomnia. It is quite a sad plight as I know that Insomnia is definitely a bad choice, having being together for a while I should have realised this before, but then again, what can I say, I am stubborn. Let me rephrase “pig headed”. ( Oh man, that was not the best expression, just reminded me of those pigs hung on hooks alive, in slaughter houses, and shown on the Humane Society video. Yes, that was quite dramatic, specially with my face appearing out of the blue when I was giving my ever so wonderful speech on animal rights and telling the audience to look at “animals”. I am in doubt as to which might have caused the audience more trauma, my visa photograph on the screen or the video that followeth it! Those who have not heard me rant the story of how my visa photo popped up last week at a presentation at the law faculty debates, please ignore the comments within brackets)

Coming back to reality and present day life, I have become totally domesticated of late, (not good) refusing to meet up with friends, refusing to go out, and actually managing to have a conversation for more than 15 minutes on the phone(this one being at least 1.5 hours long) with “someone” other than Sonali. ( Sonali be an exception to the rule, we talk to each other at least thrice a day. Yes we do have a lot to complain about. Life is good when we bitch, so we choose to bitch. Or rather, let me stop talking for her, life is good when I bitch and she “chooses” to listen! Am I not one lucky being? People do actually listen to me bitch, or at least “pretend” to listen to me bitch.)

Anyways I am still up hanging out with Insomnia. ( Sorry sweetheart, I do not intend to cheat on you, but then I cannot help it. We as in “I” and “Insomnia” are inseparable, and I hope you understand. And you being you, and your detached self I presume would understand. In any case you did proclaim to be not “possessive” despite your continuous stalking of my Facebook wall)

Yes, it is late. May be high time I head off to cuddle in bed with Sleep.

Oh man, am I a slut or what?!

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