December 2008
it's never too late for the slumdog millionaire
Latika: Can you do something for me?
Jamal: Anything.
Latika: Then forget me.
Jamal: What? No! I'll wait, at the Victoria Terminus station. 5 o'clock, everyday until you come.
Latika: [shakes her head]
Jamal: I love you.
Latika: So what? It's too late Jamal.
I just won back all the money I’d lost the other three days we’d played mahjong. Wee~~~ It’s kind of a scary experience, though. Lots of pressure. But definitely had lots of laughter, too. Good times. Especially playing with my cousin. :D
quiet.
saintnate:
I’ve come to terms that I’ve found the value in solitude, especially when faced with the option of miserable company* or joyful solitude.
(*That is not to say that all company is misery, but a small handful of the people I know just have a knack for making me feel pretty worthless. I’ve learned to keep my distance. I digress.)
However, I’ve always been a mostly-quiet person.
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