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17.7.09
 Like I said, disappearances happen. Pains go phantom. Blood stops running and people, people fade away. There's more I have to say, so much more, but I...............

I... I believe in the good. I believe that it's been a hell of a year and I believe that, in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary, that we will be okay. I believe a lot of things. I believe that gsm is always with me... and I believe that if I eat a tub of peanut butter and no one sees, that the calories don't count. And I believe that surgeons who prefer staples over stitches are just lazy. but i also have to believe that people die everyday.

i stood beside malaikat maut on two different days and two different timings.
how death can be such a kinder surprise.