"Well we all have a face/ That we hide away forever/ And we take them out and/ Show ourselves/ When everyone has gone/ Some are satin some are steel/ Some are silk and some are leather/ They're the faces of the stranger/ But we love to try them on/ Well we all fall in love/ But we disregard the danger/ Though we share so many secrets/ There are some we never tell/ Why were you so surprised/ That you never saw the stranger/ Did you ever let your lover see/ The stranger in yourself?/ Don't be afraid to try again/ Everyone goes south/ Every now and then/ You've done it, why can't/ Someone else?/ You should know by now/ You've been there yourself/ Once I used to believe/ I was such a great romancer/ Then I came home to a woman/ That I could not recognize/ When I pressed her for a reason/ She refused to even answer/ It was then I felt the stranger/ Kick me right between the eyes/ Well we all fall in love/ But we disregard the danger/ Though we share so many secrets/ There are some we never tell/ Why were you so surprised/ That you never saw the stranger/ Did you ever let your lover see/ The stranger in yourself?/ Don't be afraid to try again/ Everyone goes south/ Every now and then/ You've done it why can't/ Someone else?/ You should know by now/ You've been there yourself/ You may never understand/ How the stranger is inspired/ But he isn't always evil/ And he isn't always wrong/ Though you drown in good intentions/ You will never quench the fire/ You'll give in to your desire/ When the stranger comes along."
-Billy Joel, "The Stranger"

Strangers, faceless figurines that dance on the periphery of being disparate. Read about the strangers who have taken the pain to write to me. I like strangers who ping strangers. That means they too are searching for life, and it rakes up some common bonding from my perspective.

PS : You shall have to excuse the sad color scheme and the really out of this site look and feel that the above page shall have, that because Yahoo Geocities does not allow the guest book to be configured, especially the font and the color of the font, and size. So much for cribbing about freebies.

You can also make your entry. Leave your spit around, just as Edwin Aldrin left his footprint on the moon (It would have been so much better has he left a turd of shit !! Is that a grotesque one, well, excuse mua, I was in some spate of bad mood when I was creating this page. 

Anyways, enter your thoughts below....

The two strangers met. For a moment they were friends. Strangers in the end.