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I define myself by the words that I speak, and I bury my emotions in a network of phrases and verses. I hope you can decipher them. I create, I form and I achieve. Words - My Saviour.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

The Window in the Room

Me: I love the window in my room.
K: Windows are lovely inventions. No kidding.
Me: Kia baat ki hai. :O
My window is so...interesting. All sorts of thoughts take place there. Happy thoughts, forgotten thoughts, depressing thoughts, intellectually stimulating thoughts, I-should-get-a-move-on thoughts, thoughts-that-put-a-silent-smile-on-your-face thoughts...
*pause*
I should stop.
K: I'd love for you to continue.
Me: Its just basically my blog's second home. O.o
K: O.o
Me: Exactly.
I wonder if that does that to anyone who sits at that place. Try sitting there when you come next time.
K: Nahe na. It doesn't work that way. That's your 'get-away'.

Oh get-away, let me get-away soon.

7 Lovely Peruser(s) Said Something:

  1. I have a Window in my room but it stays closed like my Inspiration. :P

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  2. Dear Window,
    let Amna get-away.
    Sincerely,
    K.

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  3. We can see the world through window. =)

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  4. I swear! That's the same way I look at windows. Absolute agreement with K.

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  5. Daniyal: OPEN IT! :D.
    Khadeeja: Yes, please. =|
    Fahad: True! IF the time is right. :)
    Crystal: I am glad there are more people like me. :)

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  6. how lovely! never thought of my window this way. and yet, its so obvious!

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  7. Shadow:
    It is, no? Keep looking out from there...

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