_o_e

this time, i found -

her warm, cold, bearable, lovely, lonely, beautiful, concrete.

friends in her old gents and ladies.

that the fact that she doesn't have daylight saving time makes her feel other-worldly, and that that is alright by me.

that she can make you feel heavy, light-headed, lost, loved, awkward, protected, oppressed, a stranger, at home - all in just one evening.

that she can wreak havoc with your soul.

that she still carries hope of 'home' for some, someday..

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Blind Dayze on January 6, 2010 at 6:24 PM

L_V_ .... _O_E
i can say i relate to the words up there..

eating too much sarep can lead to havoc in your stomache
feddabonn on January 7, 2010 at 3:17 PM

i love the idea of carrying ones home around inside you. i can't quite say how, but that's what this poem speaks to me of.
Peer Gynt on January 8, 2010 at 10:37 AM

@Blind Dayze: had a feeling you'd love dope. no wonder then that you relate to the light-headed feeling. 'd gladly exchange my bowels for sarep..warms me soul vat to do :D

@bonny: yup! feel that's the bestest way...to keep it erm real :o
Mizohican on January 8, 2010 at 11:27 AM

And when are you going to introduce me to her, now that you've found her. She's very cute. :D jajaja
chawnghilh on January 8, 2010 at 9:11 PM

A goiter-size smoking-pipe! I love the evening-condensed sentiments exposed! Rather deep —to delve ...
Peer Gynt on January 9, 2010 at 7:12 PM

@illusionaire: lovely aint she? couldn't resist taking a shot. she's quite the enigma...didn't even tell me her name. so 've come up with my own.

illoo, meet the Concrete Princess. if yo lucky ye just might bump into her at Mizoram Hse, Ballygunge, Kolkata. i wish you two all the best.

@chawnghilh: thanks. "goiter-sized" smoking pipe sums up the perils of smoking pretty well!
ku2 on April 25, 2010 at 2:28 PM

and I always thought you were this high-brow lady and I was too intimidated to comment here... mahse a*****te-i kha ilo ni reng sia :D

Have rarely been outside the state, so I could not really relate, but loved it anyway. I remember when we used to come home from Shillong and we'd suddenly emerge from Leitan to see Aizawl spread out beneath us...always took my breath away. "Protected, oppressed" sums it up so well.
Peer Gynt on April 27, 2010 at 2:42 AM

thanks Kuku and for dropping by :)

and..high brow teh nang! i just go through phases of this and that (and tend to write less when i'm happy)...mahse ka hoh zia i hre chiang tulh2 mai ang. hyuk.

In the Hall of the Mountain King

_o_e

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