In Front of My Lemon Tea

Yesterday you stood in front of me.

oh what a great great time to chat. i am mentally not that satisfied with the studies. not in the sense of learning though. It is all to do with the kind of solitary. isolation between us and you all who we have long been admiring. so what a gathering yesterday! oh! i hope we could do the same thing every single day. simple chat. eye contact. smile. relaxing atmosphere.

very very glad that you came to us and talk. It was nice to hear your voice just tens of centermeters away. you casted your shadow on my lemon tea. it looked special and unique after that. thank you.

you asked me the questions that i also want to ask myself. What are you going to do in the future? Do you have a plan?

i do not know, where i am heading. I am even sorry for myself.

if only i could keep in contact with you after you leave. A told me that you are going to take a leave in the next semester. damn. that means i cannot see you? oh why. if only i could know you more. is there any more chances? may i have a picnic with you? sometimes i think the love from admiration is even more powerful than the love from Love.

oh knew a news, which i am looking forward to. a islamic art course newly opens next semester. great stuff. you said you are completely open and asked how we would like to learn. and most important, your passion. oh how wonderful is this department. every you love what you have been teaching. the most wonderful gift for us. thank you. a suggestion: is it possible that we remove all the chair in 239, and lie on the floor and project images to the celling? free from constraint in physical body means a free mind.