For love; we cry,
For love; we worry,
For love; we sacrifice,
All the things undoubtedly.
For love; we cheer,
For love; we fear,
For love; we endure,
All the things sincerely.
For love; we smile,
For love; we'd walk miles,
For love; we agree,
To change our life style instantly.
For love; we change,
For love; we act so strange,
For love; we permit,
To be ours abruptly.
For love; we are selfish,
For love; we become greedy,
For love; we happily accept,
Defeat, sorrow and grief.
Dear You
Dear Tears,
I have a confession. You are some salty living creatures made from the natural bodies of humans. You have the capability to illustrate the strong, dignified and dynamic nature of one's mental state. You are mankind's frienemy. We hate you and yet we love you; such a condescending relationship we share with each other, don't we?
Joy, love and empathy,
Happiness, pride and sympathy,
You come in different flavors.
Loneliness, heartbreak and depression,
Freedom, irritation and frustration,
You have your favorites.
A confusing mystery,
A challenging soul,
You are a puzzle;
But so important
Your presence makes a di
For love; we cry,
For love; we worry,
For love; we sacrifice,
All the things undoubtedly.
For love; we cheer,
For love; we fear,
For love; we endure,
All the things sincerely.
For love; we smile,
For love; we'd walk miles,
For love; we agree,
To change our life style instantly.
For love; we change,
For love; we act so strange,
For love; we permit,
To be ours abruptly.
For love; we are selfish,
For love; we become greedy,
For love; we happily accept,
Defeat, sorrow and grief.
Dear You
Dear Tears,
I have a confession. You are some salty living creatures made from the natural bodies of humans. You have the capability to illustrate the strong, dignified and dynamic nature of one's mental state. You are mankind's frienemy. We hate you and yet we love you; such a condescending relationship we share with each other, don't we?
Joy, love and empathy,
Happiness, pride and sympathy,
You come in different flavors.
Loneliness, heartbreak and depression,
Freedom, irritation and frustration,
You have your favorites.
A confusing mystery,
A challenging soul,
You are a puzzle;
But so important
Your presence makes a di
I loved, I cared, I gave you all that I could,
My misfortune; I couldn't be all that you wanted.
I hoped, I wished, and I thought you understood,
My misfortune; my heart felt taunted.
I wondered, I asked, and I prayed for your own good.
My misfortune; I felt so unwanted,
I pleaded, I begged, all to share thoughts I could,
My misfortune; I neglected the hurt you had planted.
I was stupid, I was blind, I was unable to read your mind,
My misfortune; I still messaged you.
I learnt my lesson, I felt the world, I now think I know it,
Dont worry, you shall never feel so lacerated.
I promise, I swear, I shall never speak to you again,
Fo
It seems as if yesterday I was enjoying the perks of my high school winter break, contemplating what university to attend under what program and why.
Today, I am contemplating and worrying about what tomorrow holds for me.
Life needs to slow down. I cannot seem to keep up with its pace and the road ahead now seems rather blurry. I am worried.
Where are you, Confidence?
Every year, all of India celebrates the holy festival of lights, Diwali. It is a time of infinite happiness, joy and laughter. Children are excited to have their share of new clothing, endless fire crackers and sweets. As a child, I was always pampered during this time. New clothes, fire crackers and so many presents. It was a great time of celebration with family. However, as years pass by, I guess my perception of the 'perfect' Diwali has definitely changed.
This year, Diwali feel on November 3rd, 2013. It marked a special turning point in my journey as it was the very first time I was away from home. For the first time, I was away from fa
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Difficult to earn
Challenging to learn
Heart-warming and sting-cooling
A selfish act
To eliminate the pain
Forgiveness
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Shmurr. xD
Haha. I find forgiveness a little selfish ... just a wee bit! And I find myself a little ... cracked too (just a wee bit)!
I forgive, ... not for someone else, but for my sake. So, that I can move on, let go and forget (or, at least make an effort that is) ... But, what if one is not willing to put the effort in for forgiveness? ... Don't you still have to forgive ... eventually? It only just haunts you. On the other hand, I cannot seem to get over the fact that no, it should be ea