The Ballads of Gravity

Sometimes, I feel like a controlled monster in civilized suit that makes me arrogant in my attitudes. I just want to be a real noble savage, savage in all its sense and life. When I live not in that 'sometimes' I love sin, but I’m not a sinner and, of course, I love evil, but I’m not a devil. Sin and evil are natural and I just love them 'cause they are my essential selves like virtue and good. Oh, muses of my life, "lift me as a wind, a leaf, a cloud", for I don't want to "fall upon the thorns of life" and "bleed".

bewitch me with thy unrivalled mystic symphony, chords of divine proportions, foster-child of Evenstar; let me compose the music of eternity in thy immaculate soul, for the ages to come and go what a piece of music art thou amorita!

It was 13 August. I got her message in WhatsApp, “I was in Kannur last weekend :p” “Coming tomorrow” She comes and goes. Every time she leaves Cannanore she says, “I was in Kannur :p.”  scum! I DON’T KNOW WHY HER T-O-N-G-U-E IS ALWAYS OUT! “ :p" is her emblematic smiley. HA HA HA AHAHAHAA. Well, the story begins thus: Why is she coming Cannanore again? Is there some function? Some marriage? A number of thoughts took a train in my mind. And I called my mom casually to leak some " vital information" , like some marriage or function of family friends or relatives. And that happened! Mom mentioned an engagement of a family friend. (02/10/14, 03:30 PM) “Jesus! What is happening here? Oooooooo, nooooo!!! Im dead. Or am I dying.” My heart was bursting out like never and seemed like breaking. “O-H-M-Y-G-O-D!-!-! H-O-L-Y- M-O-T-H-E-R- V-E-R-G-I-N- M-A-R-Y- M-O-T-H-E-R- O-F S-W-E-E-T- J-E-S-U-S-!-!-! G-R-E-A-T- M-O-O-N-S- O-F- N-E-P-T-U-N-E-!-!- G-U-A-R-D-I-