Funny really...
Its funny how it happens to him. Almost always catches him off-guard and more often than not on a metro underground station. Life today alternates between work and home and dinner and a movie or a book and work and weekend and cleaning and laundry and cooking and calling home but there he is standing at the station and suddenly someone passes by and the faintest whiff of a perfume brings back a whole life that's lost. Brings back all her peculiarities, the strange habits that can take a life time to identify and the moments of absolute joy. Yet for some reason he feels no pain, it just seems like a rush of images zipping by, like one of those collages of images that an actor sees just before he dies, like the blitz of activity that National Geographic shows when it covers Bombay.
Funny really...
Funny really...
posted by Saraansh at 11:32 PM
3 Comments:
true!!!
Very interesting :) Sometimes scary though :)
Craziest thing... I'm an Aussie and I live in Paris. Just having an argument with my boyfriend over an uncooked chicken. Pissed off, i look for Sarah Kane. And I find her here, with you. I have a blog - bit like yours, really. I'd love to share our blogs (sounds pathetic.) it's at http://thedevilhasherperiod.blogspot.com/
Perhaps I'll see you soon.
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