Tuesday, November 11, 2008

cookies for the jaded soul

10 pm.(in India) Running to stand still by u2 plays in the background while the wonderful consummation of Oreo cookies and cold milk warms both mouth and mind with chocolate edged sighs of absolute, uncontained pleasure. (These little black cookies with their pure white souls, oooh they're made in heaven.)

Truckloads of work, a very annoying and annoyed colleague are kept waiting on the flanks of recall (whatever that is) for my attention. As a matter of fact they clamour for it with a nail-scraping-against-the-wall quality of urgency. Like they even exist in my consecutive cookie universe!(read uninterrupted cookie universe, but I like the alliteration better)

Sin, black as white can be, softened by the moist hands of milk….mmmm…..

Didn’t someone, I forget who, say that it is impossible to enjoy idling thoroughly unless one has plenty of work to do? Well, amen to that.

p.s: this kind of philosophy I certainly can digest.

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