Saturday, May 26, 2007


It has more to do with hope than the knowledge that something might actually come of it.
It is the epitome of passiveness, and of acquiescence.
It is a pleasure in the guise of pain.

There is a very thin line between hope and resignation.And it is that.

They call it 'waiting'.
I call it 'life'.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

no one could have put it more beautifully or poignantly.