My "Love" Story

                          I`ve never been a believer of love-at-first-sight.I staunchly believed it to be an early indication of the new era`z apocalypse. And to think it was plagiarised too. Well, not until that fateful friday...
                         I came back from my college in the afternoon. My dad was waiting for me, as we planned to do my birthday shopping that evening. Being a tiring day, I`ve decided to go on a long walk by the beach. It all began like this...
                        I was sitting on the bench eating a ice cream (which is my usual beach-session`z rule).I seldom come here with my friends, it was my thinking place, the place I just leave my mind to wander, just set it free and let it be. With no pressure, no things to do, no deadlines it was relaxing. When...all of a sudden it got windy, and how! It went "whoooosssssshhhhh..." and "whooooossssssshhhh"! Ahhhhh!!! Tiny rocks and pebbles tinkered on the feet and I got blown off (literally!).I stood up to leave but then I saw HIM. Yes! He was right there beside me, staring intently with those innocent eyes (Dunno! for how long!). He was in his best-self, wearing my favourite blue T .He gave a smile And I was above the heaven, already a mile I get the goose-bumps when I think of him.

                                           Clouds like a war fleet gathering around,
                                            with claps of thunder,
                                            And streaks of light...
                                            Like an approaching sense  of apocalyptic doom
                                            It intimidates everyone in sight,
                                            Enveloping me in its cool embrace,
                                            An escape from the grey clouds inside...

Oh! I can`t tell you how good it felt...!
                        I could`nt speak a word. I wanted that moment to be paused right there. And so it had to happen...I took HIM to my home!. Absolutely brain-dead at that moment...

                                          Love is such a Wonderful Thing,
                                           Blissful when I was little thing!
                                          I might had a crush on Leo (Leonardo Dicaprio)
                                          But this new-pal of mine stole my heart...
                                      
                                          Of all I was full of Emotions,
                                         Emotions which I thought never existed,
                                         We were friends Or were we?

                        And now I could`nt control. Like a car with a tank full of petrol, went running home shouting out loud to my mom, to show my new found- love!     
                                      
                                        
                                         Lol ! yeah!! this was what I found !
                                         It was there on the bench un-claimed!
                                         Poor thing! could leave it...!
                                         Between I named it "Love"

                           I love every little thing that comes my way. I love every book I get to read (Well, Some books are just books. Some are much more) with instrumental music playing around. Books yeah! this definitely deserves an entire post. I love long drives with my crazy-stupid-awesome-est-friends. I love those tiny little chats that leaves a smile on your face whole day. Its just that you can`t plan everything in your life, when you have a plan all charted out and dreams of a life that fits perfectly in the plan, it is really scary to wake up one day and find yourself standing in front of a different chart with half-baked plans and dreams. Very scary!. So yeassshh! I care for every little thing, they definitely leave an impact on me...
As we are talking about love, its definitely incomplete without this...


To my love,
                                      If I could write our love...
                                     It would be with permanent ink
                                     something that could never smear even 
                                   if to the bottom of the ocean it did sink!
                                     
                                    If I could write our love...
                                   to show the romance of our relationship
                                  that was sent from above
                                    it would be typed in the cursive of French Script
                                 And the paper would be white,
                                    pure and crisp as a dove
      
                                 If I could write our love...
                                 it would be a great piece of art,
                                 it would be kept away from everything,
                                  close to me...protected...
                                 so it could never be torn apart..
                      
                                                                                      sincerely,
                                                                                             Me

Thanks for the read,
Cheers :-)
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She`s Not Important

                                       
That girl who,
                      bounces for little joys...
                      laughs, talks a lot And seems very happy,
                      Is also the same girl who
                     pushes herself too hard to fall asleep every night...

                     Being constantly excited about something and entertained 
                     Is a very difficult state to attain
                     Not a single day passes ,
                    without a tear drop...

                     His thoughts always preoccupy her mind,
                     every time she asks god
                     to make him think of her
                     each nerve of her gets tuned...

                     She cheerfully would trade all her hours,
                     just to listen what he speaks...
                     Even a single glance of his
                     Is enough to give her chilling shivers...

                     She affectionately stares at his pictures
                     dreaming to be there with him...
                      All these things,
                     He`d be bored to listen

                     Its tickling how she loves even his ignorance
                     Everyone has a certain habit 
                     they can't give up, 
                    no matter how hard they try...
                    
                    So yes! That little girl whose life is a subset of his life...
                                         Has No Life indeed 
                                       as She`s Not Important...For him...!!
                              
"She loves him, and coz she loves him, she would sooner have him hate her for telling him the truth than adore her for telling him lies"

                                      
                                           "Beauty is happiness, and sadness...
                                             Life needs both, this song is a pure expression of that...
                                             True Beauty"
           
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iHidden

"When you try your best, but you don't succeed, when you get what you need, but not what you want..."
                      You`ve got one life they say but how can they easily ignore the countless compromises it comes with.However, every thought, every line, every word that we pen down in our 'not so' personal diaries gives growth to a writer-bud within you...
                      It lets you Hide and Whisper those tiny little words which seem to be loud cries of your heart. It gives hope in sadness, something that insists life to be seen from a more optimistic view...though this optimism may seem far fetched sometimes...
                                       
                                      
                                        
                                       Do you know how it feels to be ignored?
                                      Do you know how it feels to not be a 
                                      part of someone`s happiness?
                                      Do you know how it feels to be a reason
                                      of someone`s cry?

                                     They are certain human emotions
                                      that rob our lives from our hands...
                                     And its intriguing how we surrender ourselves to them
                                     Like we are under some spell...!!
                                     But these vibes are not pain!
                                     its a struggle to keep up...
                                     Sometimes it so happens,
                                     You have to realize that some people can  
                                     Stay In Your Heart Forever...
                                     But not in your life.
                                              

  For that happiness running in the parallel universe, for the peace and serenity it might bring, but for now its- Hiding Behind My Words!
                                        
                                      

 So, yes! these are certain fragments of my dairy...                       
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