at long last, done and over with the report. after much stoning sessions, chat sessions, whining and complains. but i don't feel the same satisfaction of completing the report like the previous time. something feels amiss. nonetheless, it's done.

i'm sure everyone has heard about the three white tigers mauling a 32-year-old man to death. although it is not known if the man had jumped into the moat or he fell unknowingly. the news aren't as reliable as we think of it to be. that's not the point anyway. if the man had jumped into the moat to find his death, i think it's really scary. or stupid should i say. well, am in no position to judge the stupidity. but to be torn apart to death, goodness gracious. it's just as bad as being ran over by the train. at any point of time, if i ever think of ending my life (where i'm hell as sure i'm not brave and stupid enough to do so), i would choose the simplest and painless way to die. that's pretty much about today. boring and uninteresting.


love sees beyond the imperfections and makes it work perfectly.