tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854932864648424898.post4873749079966131346..comments2023-10-14T08:20:40.438-07:00Comments on Ayesha's Saudade: Brenda’s Perils and QuestAyeshahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13021584294809647967noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854932864648424898.post-38949217807622600582010-12-12T03:01:42.522-08:002010-12-12T03:01:42.522-08:00Ayesha you brillinat jewelAyesha you brillinat jewelAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854932864648424898.post-615662263967587532010-12-08T19:40:08.234-08:002010-12-08T19:40:08.234-08:00Now they will hate u too, lol!Now they will hate u too, lol!Ayeshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13021584294809647967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854932864648424898.post-14232599789359447272010-12-08T19:29:07.119-08:002010-12-08T19:29:07.119-08:00I really don't see how people can hate you. T...I really don't see how people can hate you. They must be self-loathing with too much time on their hands. I could go on, but I do not wish to make you blush again...<br /><br />... I lied! I do, I do, I do! Mushy, gushy, ooshy, squishy! Hee-heeee! Take that, you haters!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854932864648424898.post-51582661511598765672010-12-06T11:23:07.932-08:002010-12-06T11:23:07.932-08:00Ok, u did it Brenda. I'm blushing.
Guess even...Ok, u did it Brenda. I'm blushing.<br /><br />Guess even more people will hate me now, hehehe.Ayeshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13021584294809647967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7854932864648424898.post-48722000582002581192010-12-06T10:47:17.892-08:002010-12-06T10:47:17.892-08:00I wish someone could have seen my face when I open...I wish someone could have seen my face when I opened this post. If only I had my webcam running, we could all see what shock and disbelief looks like, followed by joy and even more disbelief. I am touched and honored beyond words.<br /><br />If I am surprised, it is not for any lack of love or affection on the part of Ayesha, either through her public persona or our private correspondences, which I cherish. Really, there is no difference between the two: Ayesha is a woman with nothing hide, and less of a reason for doing so. Need I say more? I think I do. <br /><br />She is legendary, I would say, if for nothing else than her ability to wield her words as craftily as a whip, if only the latter could sting so sharply and deeply. Some would call this cruelty, and those who do would be lucky to escape with their conceit intact, for Ayesha is nothing short of loving, and to spurn her affection is to deny the essence of life itself. <br /><br />Comparisons are inadequate, but I have pictured Ayesha as a diamond: beautiful in her complexity, simple in her beauty, translucent, multifaceted and true. I do not presume to be intimate, or offer any insight beyond what is clear and discernible. I simply implore all of you to treasure this amazing and remarkable person. <br /><br />I will write more, and I will be admonished. I will be disturbed and frustrated, and bash my virtual fists against the virtual wall. Does she cause me aggravation? No doubt, but she did not create my prison. Rather, she allowed me to enjoy a brief respite of freedom. Thank you, Ayesha... for more than I can say!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com