At last.. I see the end

I waited.. The frog prince indeed got smarter with time.

No time for kisses, he jumped into another pond. Blame him, Blame him not..

the wait..

Patience, a word my self' taught my self'! But dint earn me nothing.
I taught myslef to be patient.. maybe that would hep me relate to people i wanted to know better. But patience also means your giving that person time to maybe think about things you would not want him to. So what is it, that rules the world? Superstitions and misunderstandings i must say..!
Superstitions made by the mind.. and mis understandings made by the same.
questions of the heart, answered by the mind.. will he ever think of me? yes.. he sure will..

What does it feel like??

What does it feel like to be alone? I can’t surely find the answer to that question. There hasn’t been a moment when I’m left alone. Hounded by a million thoughts of the path that I take, the people I cherish, is this really it? My life is outlined by assumptions, is it working for me? Questions lay unanswered. Thinking about people assuming they’ll think of me too. Why not? They may be thinking about me, but the intensity is not seen. I fail to understand myself and my thoughts. Does life work for me or do I work towards making a life out of existence. The next thing I know is talking the walls about what could be. Why not? Walls have ears they say... You never know... Twenty years from now they might start talking. Again... it’s the wait... And before you know... bang! Life’s gone!

Its all about..

If only it was easy to break someone’s heart, I would be the one doing it time and again.
There’s a certain sense of satisfaction I assume, when people mercilessly break someone’s heart, not with words, not with deeds but with thoughts.
Most of the time, the person indulging himself in a heartbreak is clueless as he invades someone else’s thought to hammer the emotions. One does trust, but with the same trust has a sly thought. If one claims to trust, then why does he question?
Trust, a word few live by. Love a word, and merely a word I must say. I haven’t been a part of the either, Love nor trust.
I’ve never trusted, nor have I have loved. Yes, to those who think maybe the romantic that I am, I must clarify, that this love bug has almost eaten up my brain cells.
Thinking of what can be, I must say, that if ever someone pushed me into being a part of the Love Façade, I wouldn’t be hesitant!
If only, there would be ‘one’ frog prince I wouldn’t be a slight timid in showering him with the kisses, but aha! Here’s the catch, if he isn’t the prince, I hope he can remain the frog that he is.

the Temptress..

I guess I am born again! In my last birth I was Dorian Gray, a character Oscar Wilde gave birth to. Born again as a girl who perfectly understands the life that Dorian Gray lived. People called me a coward, which meant I dint live the life I was meant to. Only I know that wasn’t true. When Henry told me how precious youth was, all I wanted to do was to preserve it, and that is what I did. I preserved my portrait which Basil my best friend painted. I dint grow old after that, but my picture did.
I killed Basil with my own hands! He was my best friend and I had the right to. But I killed Sibyl, my love, which killed me in turn. She killed herself, for I had killed the love we had. I was left alone, I thought of tearing apart the picture that captured the youth or the power of me. I killed me not realizing that the picture was actually me!
I’m born again as a girl. A second chance to life I must say, but here again, I’m trying to preserve the youth that’s fading away. Before living my youth, I’m thinking about how I will let it leave me. Is this life or just mere rebirth?
"The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it , Resist it and the soul grows sick with longing." The temptation called youth, just isnt letting me live!

My Inspiration..

"[Hollywood is] a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul."

Marilyn Monroe remains my idol.

Relationships!!

A relationship, for me is the most beautiful thing one can experience. The dictionary meaning of Relation is 'emotional association between people'. Each and every relation has certain feelings behind them. Relationships happen and sometimes don't work out. Human beings have the tendency to fall in love with two or more people at different times. 'Pleasure' is a one word definition for the modern world relationship.
Nowadays the value of true relations is understood by very few. The trend of 'boyfriend' and 'girlfriend' has become common. Sometimes we see that there is absolutely no connectivity between the two involved in the so called relation. Have emotions completely lost the importance in a relationship?
Relationships are those lovely pieces of life which we must cherish. When one becomes young that is the time when he experiences the first love affair with life. Youth is the time when one feels free to reach out to others. As one steps out of his adolescence he feels confident to approach people. As they say… “Friendships form, Relationships happen."
Sometimes, for people who are in the same class for a long time, the cupid seems to wing in. The girl and the boy go out. A few meetings and they decide on to 'go around'. What does this 'going around' actually mean? The young generation seems to get out of relationships even more than they get in them. Friendships and relationships are so easy nowadays. The impression that our hip-hop and hopscotch youths are cut off from their emotional parts proves difficult to ward off. The youth in the metros seem to be trying to adapt the western relationship patterns. As soon as they develop a liking for somebody they tend to rush themselves into serious relationships when they don't even understand each others sentiments fully. Communication and conversations are less and hence may be the main cause of failed relationships. Most of the young lot gets into relationships only to satisfy their physical needs. The main need of the relationship, the value of the relationship is not understood very well by the crowd.
If you really love someone never let go, don't believe that letting go means that you love best, and instead fight for your love, that's what true love is. In love, very rarely do we win but when love is true, even if you lose, you still win just for having the tingle of loving someone more than you love yourself. Loving is not how you forget but how you forgive, not how you listen but how you understand, not what you see but how you feel and not how you let go but how you hold on. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who are hurt those who have searched and those who have tried. For only they can appreciate the importance of the people who have touched their lives.
We are all a little weird and life's a little weird and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love. It is this weirdness’ i believe in... So... to all the lovers...LOVE is the message!!