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the 23 year me would have called me psychotic, but the 28 year old me and the 16 year me is in love with the me today

Friday, September 09, 2005

The Bus

For as long as I can remember I have used the analogy of getting onto the right bus for finding the right person and it is amazing how far it can be stretched.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

What can i say...just makes me smile...:) theres quite a few ov us waiting for the right bus..to find the right guy...

6:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Im beginning to think i have missed the bus(es)!

3:42 PM  
Blogger rashmig11 said...

What about leaving the bus and choosing to walk the road instead??
Perhaps we might just run into someone who is also walking the same road, searching for the same you..the real you..unadulterated with the shallow worldly affectations..

4:46 PM  
Blogger lemontree said...

To begin with must tell you this was an incomplete post and plan to write the complete version this weekend- was saving it as a draft and it published itself- i guess in life- real and virtual you really have no control :)

Nupur: Its always helped me to know i am not alone at the bus stop- somewhere that's what keeps me going

Rock: Nothing really can be worth the wait- as of now don't want the right bus anymore- want to get onto some totally wrong ones

cynic in wonderland: go through my days of thinking i have missed the bus (es) as well but in the meanwhile the familiarity of the bus stop has become quite comforting.. hehe

quietcreak: i know what you said about walking or even trying different routes etc will be all true but for me the effort ....i belive in something more spontaneous- an active search is not me and also just waiting suits the lazy me ;)

2:36 PM  

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