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to take what’s good and discard the rest. The ability to unlearn and relearn. Few people
understand the power of being empty. Of being still. It is to behave like water; shapeless.
When an obstacle gets in the way, it simply moves around or over, effortlessly.’
‛So you think I’m schizophrenic?’
‛No, but possible manic depressive. You identify totally with your thoughts. Thus,
you drink. You are yet to learn you are not your thoughts.’
Frustrated, I growled, ‛If I’m so fucking imperfect, why the hell are you still
hanging around?’
She smiled unexpectedly, ‛Because I am attracted to you.'
The melodic notes of Stevie Wonder stirred in the background.
‛I find that hard that believe.’
She kissed me tentatively.
‛When you’re inside me,’ she said, ‛When I feel you coming, for those three or four
seconds, you no longer exist. I no longer exist.’ She looks longingly into my eyes, ‛For
those few moments in eternity, there is only the moment.’
I turned up the music loud, then pulled her toward me.
‛The wise might one day weep at your plight, Hiroshi.’
She lay down, awash with music and the waves of my attentive hands.
‛Why is that?’
‛For lust loses itself in the longing.’
She sighed, disappointed, ‛Let’s just fuck.’
The next morning, I was outside the college car-park, Hiroshi in her jungle
camouflage pyjamas. I took a Polaroid of her and then rode away.
I was fishing around for coins to buy a coffee when I found a letter she had hidden
in my rucksack.
I never believed in marrying in haste, to then repent at leisure.
If you are so wise, why can’t you be tolerant?
If you are so passionate, why can't you be patient?
If you are so enthusiastic, why can’t you be generous with your time?
If you call this friendship off, please don’t blame me.
If you think I am deluded, is it so much to ask for some compassion?
If you complain that I don’t kiss you first thing in the morning, shall I stop