momo s livin on da edge....:) she somehow manages to migrate to da edge of da couch even as she sleeps....n i take worried glances at her every now n then...n just smile :)in relief

tryin a Su-do-ku n seems like its askin me so-can u- do :/ its a single starer n still ma minds nt focusin on it...there s a havoc in ma head as ma mood s swingin frm normal to nauseous....

momo s mummy s tummy hurts :(....

05+05=2010....

another summer day in da month of may....
writing down ma random thoughts...expecting this murky start to lead to buildin somethin more real n clear...but as i write i see a multitude of thoughts racin in ma mind that sometimes clashes or cancel another thought....like its a scene of a battlefield, a battlefield of thoughts.....they say women think a lot, and thats the reason they hurt so much...so is thinkin and da ability to do so our curse? we think and with every thought have a feelin attached n this causes da heart to ache as da war of thoughts rages high.....