Escapade of Silent Soul

Never Ending Escapade

Silent Soul
26 years ago, A small miracle came to alive in this lonely planet, and they named her Savanna. She Loves Poetry,cravin for good Foods and Books, mad about her Mum, and solemnly looking for her soulmate.
She Loves
Her Mum and Dad, Her only brother, Her true-blood-friends, and The lovely crafted blue Minaret of her Palace, green green grass of The Park, The Towers, Her comfy room, Her workplace, The Thrilling Black Gold Hunting Project, and Heavenly Kisses from HiM.
She Does
Fall in love and get amused so easily ,run under the rain , laugh till it hurts, sing so beautifuly, appreciate beauty even if it's not pretty, feel romantic all over for nothing at all ,wear lace and skirts, listen to oldies goodies, believe in emancipation but not feminism, go ballistic over good friends,craving for coffee and chocolates, stay at home during weekend and feel good about it.
She Does Not
Go for Look, Talk behind, stand being alone, like veggies too much, eat sushi,sleep with lights on, play any instruments, believe in pagan and atheist, worship worldy affairs.
She Would
Be a writter, singer, poet, anything but silent stalker.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Surgeon? No Thanks
I texted him twice .
PMS mood swing on.
My operator confirmed the messages were delivered. Indeed no reply.
His mobile operator is weird, no?.
Hmm....His mobile got stolen somehere in Himalaya...I really mean Himalaya...
His country doesn't have GSM connection with mine..Big Joke :D
So,
I simply assumed he got upset and stop communicating with me. Silly.
Tuesday morning.
Short email, polite reply.
He threw some compliments here and there
On how I was looking a bit shy and beautiful.
How my brother and father were looking so energetic???
Inhale....
He was too busy invigilating …catched cold and cough
I’m dumbly stunned…
Exhale...
Surgeon he might be, but a kindergarten boy could do better than this
I think they were right when they said Don’t make romance with doctor
Please don’t mind fella doctor, but this one particular case,
Or I guess, being a surgeon in his 20’s has corrupted his sense of romanticsm.
He started all this subtle romance and it’s in my hand to end it now or then.
I’m too tired of playing games with my sanity.
posted by Nayma @ 3:16 PM  
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Name: Nayma
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About Me: Witty, Jolly, anxious, loves poetry and fine books, chocolate, NO Milk for now, weight gain syndrom, yellow-whitish, chubby, married to on heavenly man, dedicated to be a Mother, NO workaholic :D, you read it right...sleazy munching over deadlines and flowerful days of becoming a Mother.
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