.... MISTY DREAMS...

He comes to me... every day... every night;

He assails my senses; fills my very core with the essence of His presence...

And like the faithful subject that I am, I accept Him.

Every visit is an experience... and I am left with juxtaposed feelings of satisfaction and urgent need...

He is real to me, He encapsulates the utmost strength of desire.

I want Him, I need Him, I crave Him...

I have fallen, fallen so deep into this abyss...

I am on the brink of sanity...

He drives me to peaks unknown, territories uncharted...

Leads me to places that can only be described as Fantastical...

This yearning, this passion, these flames that refuse to be satiated.

They burn.. they burn deep, they burn fierce... they burn...

Deep licking flames, being fanned to life by the simplest touch...

He encompasses me, very pungent, very thick...

Trapped in His desire and being freed in my want...

With Him is life... with Him is love... with Him is my destiny...

I know Him, yet I have never met Him...

So familiar yet so strange...

I know His every outline... every contour, every silhouette...

I know Him.

The way His mouth bends in a sweet smile,

The way He breaths, His very heart beat.

I have kissed His lips, tasted His love from the very fount...

His lips like sweet drops of honey... His desire is the antidote to my poison.

Every feeling, every word, every touch I know...

I have Him right where I want Him to be.

I have imagined it all.

So, He comes to me... every day... every night

and like the willing subject that I am, 

I answer His every call, attend to His every need...

Feed His every desire, fan His every flame...

Because...

In His desire, I find my desire...

In His passion, I find my passion...

In His need, I find my need...

And in His essence, I find... My Being... 

THE BETTER THE "ENGINE"... THE BETTER THE "PERFORMANCE"...

I heard the phrase from my friend...

"The better the engine, The better the performance".

We were talking about cars then but my mind decided to take a wild spin and I pictured that same phrase in a whole different light.

The better the Engine, The better the Performance...

Hmmm, is that really true?

I started pondering, wondering and thinking...

I really couldn't make up my mind as it were.

So I decided to research...

It seemed like a good enough cause , finding out what "drives" people...

Needless to say, if you follow my thought process you would know that we have left the realm of cars a long time ago. 

So yes, lets talk about "Engines" shall we?

An "Engine" to me is a tool... a very powerful tool...

It is the basis of "Performance"...

It is a... Power House.

It is neither defined by shape, nor size, nor colour...

It is the very essence of "Contentment" and the core of "Satisfaction".

That is an Engine to me. 

"Performance" is a by-product of the kinda "Engine" you carry.

Unfortunately, we have been made to think that very large "shells" house huge engines.

Sadly, that's not always the case.

And we have also been made to believe that...

The 'bigger' the engine, the better the performance...

Also, a huge error.

The big question is: What kind of Engine should you look for?

I set out on this my "unusual" mission...

I wanted to get to the bottom of this mystery that seemed to pervade everyone.

Sent out a couple of "questionnaires", did some "surveys" and at some point, became "a lab rat" myself.

And I came to this conclusion: The appeal of Engines are highly dependent on...

  Personal Taste

Experience

Sentiments

And lastly, the size of your "Bonnet".

It seemed interesting to me to find out that most people did not seem to understand that "Bonnet" size is highly important. 

For Optimal Performance, "Fitting" is the name of the game.

A balloon would burst when it can no longer "accommodate" the amount of air it is receiving.

In the same manner, a "Bonnet" has its limits; it is not a "One Size Fits All" affair.

If you put in an engine that is way bigger than your bonnet, it becomes ill fitted

Characterised by "creaks' and "cracks", pain and complaints... 

Performance is down played because it simply doesn't fit.

And vice versa. 

I wish there was a way to view an "Engine" before "Purchase", in a manner of speaking;

Life would be so much easier. 

But its not. How do you know if the "Engine" fits?

That's where Experience comes in...

What Experience does is that it allows for a "Test Run" of the engine.

This "Test Run" is more like a prototype of the actual engine...

Thereby giving you a "virtual" experience of what you're about to purchase...

And also giving you a chance to decide whether it fulfils some or all of the requirements that you desire.

So what happens when you've got the right engine that fits perfectly in to the bonnet but performance is below average?

I believe this is the hole that personal taste fills; you know what you expect and you make ways to ensure that its up and running.

It could be that there's inadequate oiling of the parts or there's a lot of sludge somewhere...

Do what you have to do to get it working.

The truth is that you cannot "couple" an Engine, its a total package already.

And every Engine comes with its performance level. 

Our duty as "bonnets" is to devise a way to make these Engines run to the best of their abilities.

*****CIAO*****

along came " PULLY"

The first time I saw her,  I remember it so vividly...

She walked in, wearing a blue long sleeved shirt and black pants.

The first thing that struck me about her was how tall she was...

Or rather, how light skinned she was...

Or rather, how confident she was...

I cannot really say but I know now that it really isn't confidence that drives her to do what she does.

She's just plain crazy.

Her name is Pully; one of the nicest people I have ever met.

I never even thought we would get along; 

I figured since we were the only females at the place where we found ourselves to work, that our relationship would be a surface, working, out-of-necessity kinda relationship.

Its amazing how the things you never even envision turn out to be the things that sum up your life.

This little note is centuries over due, but....

So Pully, this is a little token of... what really?

A little token for You being my guide in a foreign place...

A place where I did not know anyone...

A place that would have seemed lifeless and dull if You didn't bring your jive and spunk to spice it up.

This is a little token for You introducing me to some things which I'm not privy to share here..

A little token for making me a part of Your life for a whole year; for teaching me things; 

For being the voice of reason behind my every action.

This is a little token for not judging me at times when I went off the bend.

For fun and laughter and good times...

For people met, for places that we graced with our presence,

For the good times and for the bad ( if ever we had any)...

This is my little way of saying that I am indeed glad that I met you.

This is my little way of saying...

Thank You.