fInALLy SuCceed...<3
AftEr aLL D Pain, Tears & Hurts He Put Me ThRU..
To All D PeoPle WhO SaId i CudNt do.
i lEarnt 4m My MistaKes & StoPPed 2 CaRe..
n ReaLized LifE's Fun & HapPier Wen he's Not There<3
LovE U All wHO WerE BY My sIde & sHowD mE A wAY..
& ThaNks 2 HiM 4 PuShInG Me AwaY :)
dIS jOURnEY oF mINE gAVE mE ManY ThinGs...
LeArn 2 Live WiD D ChanGes LiFe BrinGs :)
lOAdS Of PeoPle 2 Lov Me I FounD....
& FiNallY LiViNG wIDOut Him aRoUND :)
A MeNded HeArt With All d More LoVe...
JuSt 4 SpeCials..As u Dun DeserVe :) No MoRe in pAin n No More SiGh..
This Is The FiNal GoodBye <3 <3

Love is the mother of all emotions,

And the friend of all solutions,

It blossoms from the bottom of your heart,

And fades away if you corner it away.



Love makes you high,

You can’t really ask yourself why?

Because you are in love

And being in love is like having the half battle won,

You admit it,

And make it done!



Love is not just about a WISH,

Love is about living a life,

You can wish as much you want,

You can dream as much you can,

It is these wishes and dreams that make your love complete.



You will never know when you are in love,

You will never know when you are with your love,

That’s how love comes to you,

All with a big surprise.



The story of love can never come to an end,

As said well begun is half done,

Love is always with now, then and till your end.

I picked up my pen to run my mind,

Taking the first step was to rewind,

Lost in words,

Lost in thoughts,

Lost in memories,

I didn’t know what to put down,

Giving up is not in my dictionary,

Fight back says my destiny,

Counting on that very moment,

Pulling out that very sentiment,

All I tired but couldn’t bring out that very line,

May be today wasn’t my day,

May be someday I can make my way,

And then will I be called the poet,

And then will I call this as the poem :)

My views r changing, n i don't want them to stop....they r rushing from one descending degree to the other, soon they would be below 0 n i would be phlegmatic....i want them to undergo rigorous n harsh rearrangement. Those ideas and decisions should be punished, even though its not their mistake but its indeed a warning.it doesn't give me a chance to get mad n blow my cool away.......it doesnt give me a chance to hate...... n while i m writing this i m being futuristic.......in days to come there would be this bright hour where i wont even write all this because all those things that make me write it wont effect me anymore....

There comes an episode in ur life when u find urself breaking into a million pieces, each thought shattering n falling on the earth so hard that it leaves u deaf. A long chain of merciless hours of just being there n seeing ur self undergoing a complete devastation is like never ending....or maybe u still stay there just to witness how everyone enters in and tramples on those broken shards...all that remains then r those lifeless pieces that u sit next to n moist them with the warmth of ur tears....

...this is one incomplete story... feel free to give it the end according to your own wish, promise, will n reality...the incredible fact is that this story belongs to all of us....only the endings differ...

CHILDHOOD----------

The time when u thought ur teeth bleed because there's some insect stuck in between them....

when u had a strong belief that ur doll's hair would gradually get longer if u oil them......

when a birthday wish to God was a toy u saw in that shopping mall but couldn't get it........

when being a doctor was ur aim for u didnt know of any other profession....

when u would get all so excited seeing a helicopter n cutely wave a "bye bye" to it........

when teacher was the only one u would ever listen to n follow orders of.........

when u would cry for getting a zero on a test....

when sitting on papa's shoulders made u feel like the king of the world.....

:)....Childhood..........when your ignorance was ur innocence.......

There are no rains and the wait seems to get longer. The screams just escape now, into the dry air and autumn seems far away. Dreams, were they? Where in a land, it rained without a reason? Without a question?

I miss my coffee, books along with it. I miss the cocoon which I’d around me which made me feel safe. I miss the comfort of a knitted quilt and the white noise of the loud blaring TV even when none was giving it an ear. One can just talk to it endlessly. I miss my smile more than anything....

I miss the warm hugs, the concerned scolds, the tantrums I threw, the look that I got for missing food, I miss the nights when I slept and slept without a worry.

I miss-Me. I miss-Life… I miss life in me or maybe I miss me in life…