- I worry that the path I have worked so hard to finally get on is the one that will take me furthest away from where I actually wanna be (Postsecret)
- Its not faith, if you use your eyes!
- How terrible it is to love someone that death can touch!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
:)
Loved it :)
-via postsecret
Saturday, October 24, 2009
*sigh*
In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Old mail...
I don't know where and how did I find this....it was lying in my inbox, sent by pooh ...long while ago...sorry if this belong to some one out there in the blog world...its very well written !And so apt to convey...please don't go??
PS: I really wonder how people maintain long distance relationships...its difficult maan !!!! I hate them !!!!! :(
Or maybe even chai would do...
Somewhere where u and me could have lots of time to bid farewell...
But will it ever be enough? I don’t know…
Maybe just enough to last a month...
I wish u would hold my hand and sit
In some park...in some beach...
Or maybe even our balcony would do...
Somewhere where u and me could get lost for some time...
But will it ever be enough? I don’t know…
Maybe just enough to last a month...
I wish u would look into my eyes and tell me that u would miss me...
Or maybe look at my body and tell
And I would tell u (for the hundredth time)
How much I would miss you...
But will it be enough? I don’t know…
Hope its enough to last a month...
I wish u would give me a big smooch...
Or maybe even a kiss would do
so I can feel how it is to be so close to u
And I could hug that closeness when u r not there
But will it ever be enough? I don’t know...
Maybe just enough to last a month
I wish u would hold me tight as I close my eyes today...
No. no exceptions would work here...
And as the morning arrives...
Maybe I could accept the fact that u won’t be there the next night...
But will it be enough? I don’t know...
Maybe just enough to last a month
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
You lack them....
Is not the words I want to hear from you
It's not that I want you
Not to say, but if you only knew
How easy it would be to show me how you feel
More than words is all you have to do to make it real
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
Now I've tried to talk to you and make you understand
All you have to do is close your eyes
And just reach out your hands and touch me
Hold me close don't ever let me go
More than words is all I ever needed you to show
Then you wouldn't have to say that you love me
Cos I'd already know
What would you do if my heart was torn in two
More than words to show you feel
That your love for me is real
What would you say if I took those words away
Then you couldn't make things new
Just by saying I love you
More than words
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Have u heard them?
- The only promise that today holds is of "Tomorrow"
- Its easy to fall in love, but very difficult to find someone worth loving!!
( Now, when I type this..I think I have heard it before...may be some other way round!)
Ufff!!!
This also becomes my third post for the day and before my company kicks me outta here, Adios !!!!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Have you heard this about rain??
Life is not about waiting
for the storm to be over,
but learning to dance in the rain.
I do not exactly love dancing in the rain (for that matter, anywhere else..other than when I am drunk) but I do love watching the sky crying ! Just raising your face against the falling droplets of water, gives a sense of freedom within ! I love the feeling of strong winds blowing on my face and my hair going awry (sometimes, I like that) and people trying to catch their umbrellas and some ones their skirts and may be gents catching their lungis :) For that one moment, I like things not under control. The splash of water, the much needed relief from heat, the smell, the rhythm of the falling rain...its all so ...awwwww :)
This reminds me of this oldie song...
Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain
Telling me just what a fool i've been
I wish that it would go and let me cry in vain
And let me be alone again
Album: The Wild Places
Dono when it would rain..must other than the splashes and puddles am also awaiting the hot spicy pakodas that follow :) So yummm.........
Not to forget, the hot sizzling coffee that I would enjoy by my window and the afternoon naps during the weekend would just get longer !!! Aawww.....
And indeed, not to forget ...the terrible feeling of being alone, the terrible nostalgia that would follow, and the terrible vulnerable self that these thoughts would make me !!!
Random observation - iPhone is gonna cost $99 from now on......yes, yes i typed that right and heard that right too..... so much for the wait..now I do not feel like holding a $99 piece of thing !! Things have their charm just when they are new and slightly expensive..not that I am not a fan of saasta, sundar and tikaav ... when it comes to technology, I do not ever mind going bankrupt !!!
Btw, I laughed my "S" off over this!!!! :) Whom does that guy resemble, I wonder....
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
My shuffled playlist played a song, I so liked (I still do,almost), three times out of nowhere!
Huh? Duh !!!!
Song in question- "Yeh ishq haiyee, baithe bithayee..."
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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Do you?
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It's a normal Mumbai saturday. I do not care/know what kind of weather it is right now. Each day when I leave, I am just aware of that fact that the sun is out, and while I return - moonlight evades me. Today, is no different. But today is the day -- When I want it to pour. When I wish to smell the fragrance of first rain with that special someone. When I wish to have the Swiss Chocolate coffee with that special someone. When I just wish to curl up with that special someone. When I wish to eat caramel popcorn with that special someone. When I wish to see the soft side of that special someone, while he is off to sleep. When I wish to fight to have the last bite of the blueberry cheese cake. When I wish to yell for their 'oh-so' irritating habits. When I wish to rest after locating the strong, emotional anchor. When I wish to talk for hours about the sweet nothings!! When I wish to feel the depth of the feelings.
Am I being crazy? Or my hormones are just acting up?
I do not like this feeling. Makes me feel more lonely...makes me feel more vulnerable...makes me feel I will give in, with a single question, Do you?
Monday, May 25, 2009
You realize you should leave it, the way it is.
You realize you need to let life take its turn. Let destiny rule.
You realize you need to start looking for happiness, in things other than within.
You realize you are not helping yourself. And no one else will.
Days become weeks, weeks become months...
What has changed? Afterall.....
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Yesterday, I complained of minor head ache. He immediately asked me to go see a doc. I know, deep within he is too scared.
He never cries. He never sighs. He only talks about dreams wherein he sees her. How I wish I could always make it out, whenever he would be missing her. How I wish he were never so strong. He also cried. And made me realize, we all share the same pain. But then, its his strength that makes me wipe my tears away.
Love you dad. For the strength you have and for the way you always have kept those tears, away...far away!