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Monday, September 27, 2004 

Hmmm....

I dont know what is it. What's the question? What does it sound like when I sigh? Does it ask 'Can I take it?'; does it sound like 'I can't take it now... I've come too far... I can't go back' or does it ask 'Do I belong?'

What does it feel like? I dont know. It just sits there, and I feel the weight. No... I am not shitting rhetoric. There would not be this lump in my throat if I did that.

Perhaps I can find an answer. And I have a feeling that finding an answer is simpler than finding the question, although I don't know the answer...

But should I find an answer? Is there a need? Well... probably solution are always welcome. But will my answer be the solution? And I m afraid... I am not too sure if I am in a position to face the changes that will be brought about by the solution.. (again... what are those changes?!!)

What should I ....

Aaaaccchhh.... I don't know anything. It's just a muddle...

I can only say, "That is not what I meant at all; That is not it at all."

Well... well.. well.. and I AM HAMLET...

8:09 PM |

Good, Hamlet!

Posted by Blogger Mandar | 3:09 AM, September 28, 2004   

I deliberately addressed you as "Hamlet" in the previous comment. Not to disagree with what you have said. But for something I cannot quite possibly 'explain' to you.

Posted by Blogger Mandar | 3:35 AM, September 28, 2004   

Hamlet does not know why he is one. He does not (want to) understand why he is called hamlet. If he does that, if he singles out a reason, then probably he is nomore a hamlet (lol... regard the probably..)..

Posted by Blogger Sanket | 3:45 AM, September 28, 2004   

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