Efiia House

I was walking slowly. The winding road seemed endless. Trees were standing tall on both sides of the road.

I know neither how I got here in the first place, nor where I was heading. Perhaps my sore feet knew. I continued to walk, accompanied by the loyal moon.

Once in a while, I passed by some people. All of them dressed rather formally, as was I. Some of them nodded at me, smiling. I smiled back at them as a courtesy and continued to walk.

It was rather strange. It felt as if I was in a mysterious race. Maybe it was a race against time; maybe it was a race against those people I walked past just now. As my mind continued to be boggled by numerous questions, a few boys cycled past me. Wait, I knew one of them!

The Wheel.

I sat on the bench. The night was gloomy. Starless. Far away, a group of kids were  playing. My long green fingers trembled in fear. The fear of losing him. I never knew my heart could bind his memory so deeply. Yet, I had to let him go.

The breeze blew. The shoulder beneath the satin dress waited for the touch. It never came. My head turned and my eyes fell on him. The dark, glimmering eyes were looking down at me.

He sat beside me.

Sometimes it is best to be dumb

Hai!!! Sorry for the loooooooooooooooong gap between the last post. I was kinda busy with college. So, here I am, refreshing my blog a lil bit with this post.  Until now, my college life is going smooth. I am totally loving computer science, man!!! It IS my MOST favourite subject throughout the whole CPU course.  Haha!!!
So, I was facebooking just now (as usual =.= ) and I found this hilarious story.  It has enlightened me and made me realise that sometimes it is best to be dumb.
(Credit goes to Loose Kesu)

Three men a philosopher, a mathematician and an idiot, were out riding in the car when it crashed into a tree. Before anyone knows it, the three men found themselves standing before the pearly gates of Heaven, where St. Peter and the Devil were standing nearby.