Sunday, November 21, 2010
White it is...
It is here. Finally it is. The first snow fall that is. I always used to look forward to the first snow fall. It was our thing. Remember?
Some years it used to fall at 3 in the morning and oblivious to what time it is, we used to just go out there and welcome the first snow flakes of the season. I used to drag you. It was my thing. Remember?
You know it was really sweet of you. How you used to come along with me. You hated the snow. But you used to come. Like I said…it was very sweet of you. You were such a sweet heart. It was your thing. Remember?
Oh how you loved everything… white. So since the day you left, I haven’t worn anything but white. I know how crazy you were about white so I made sure the flowers at your funeral were all white as well. I hope you liked the arrangement. I tried my best.
I am sitting here surrounded with all your belongings but you are no where to be found. I have made my decision. I shall keep all of these things. I will make room for them. After all they are your things. And from now on I shall make ‘em… my things.
I will embrace ‘em all. Because a part of you still exists in each and every one of them. In the colored ones as well. But white will always be at the top. Because it was your color. It was your thing.
I will always remember that.
Always.
Rest in peace.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Individuality Is Everything!
“There comes a time when you have to stand up and shout:
This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like lesser of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.
When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.”
-Stacy Carter
This is me damn it! I look the way I look, think the way I think, feel the way I feel, love the way I love! I am a whole complex package. Take me... or leave me. Accept me - or walk away! Do not try to make me feel like lesser of a person, just because I don't fit your idea of who I should be and don't try to change me to fit your mold. If I need to change, I alone will make that decision.
When you are strong enough to love yourself 100%, good and bad - you will be amazed at the opportunities that life presents you.”
-Stacy Carter
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Ranjish Hi Sahi
"Ab tak dil-e-khush feham ko tujhse hain umeedain
ye aakhri shammain bhi bujhanay ke liye aa."
"My silly optimistic heart is still hopeful for you,
do come to blow off these last candles of hopefulness too."
Ahmed Faraz
ye aakhri shammain bhi bujhanay ke liye aa."
"My silly optimistic heart is still hopeful for you,
do come to blow off these last candles of hopefulness too."
Ahmed Faraz
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
I Never Knew That Everything Was Falling Through
"And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless"
The Fray
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless"
The Fray
Saturday, October 02, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
There was nothing there all along
with rotten wood, it decayed from the start."
Death Cab for Cutie
Saturday, September 18, 2010
This used to be the place I ran to
The past used to be amazing and the present has been just about okay. And who knows as to what the future holds? So I will keep running back to this place. A place I once called home and that's where my first friendships were formed and 20 years later they are still around me. In a city that truly defines the term uncertainty... this place will always be my safest home and I want to return home very soon.
"Don't look back
Keep your head held high
Don't ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You're feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don't hold on to the past
Well that's too much to ask"
This used to be my play ground
by Madonna
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