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V for Voices in my head #AtoZChallenge

Sitting in the corner of a room.. All I hear is the Voices in my head..

I am at a very important-cum-difficult-cum-Life changing stage of my life.. and at this moment, all i have is the voices in my head..

And I have multiple voices :

Voice 1 : Move to Bangalore. Forget all ties. Start Over !!
Voice 2 : Suicide. Its easy-simple.
Voice 1 : Shut up! she is not a loser..
Voice 2 : It’s not about being a loser.. It’s doing what seems easy and right for her..
Voice 1 : Right ? How can giving up a life be right ?
Voice 2 : it seems so to me..
Voice 1 : whatever !!
Voice 3 : Forget everything.. move to himachal.. take sanyas..
Voice 1 : and Him?
Voice 3 : He will find some-one..
Voice 1 : Why should her ? I wanna be with him..
Voice 3 : Someone better than you.. He deserves better..He kind-off has some-one else na.. he will be happy with her..
Voice 1 : Shut up ! Shut up ! shut up..
Voice 3 : Listen..
Voice 4 : (Random) You know what.. Derek died..
Voice 1 : Huh ? Really ?
Voice 4 : What ? It is sad.. She loved him !
Voice 3 : See.. Stuff like this.. that’s why she should take Sanyas..
Voice 1 : Oh Pleeeeasee.. Get a life..
Voice 5 : Could she…
All the voices in Chorus : Noo

and before the voices could make me crazy beyond my imagination.. He pinged.. and the voices buzzed off for now 🙂

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Yayy !!!! 200 followers :D

Finally !!

Second Century.. Uh.. feels great.. all the more because my 200th follower is my “Him”.

“Ever carried anyone’s heart with yours?”

She gazes out the window,
wondering what can make her swallow her pain..
All she sees are the city things,
never the sunlight on the dying grain.

The winds blow, touching her cheeks..
Appear the clouds, to not let the Sun burn her skin..
Flowers blossom, knowing she’s unwell,
wondering if forever, that’s where she remains..

She knows all the efforts the nature puts in,
not being a stranger.
To make her feel good again
and not to give in and be the same mess-maker.

How she wishes the winds knew,
that those remind her of a fragrance..
How she wishes the clouds understood,
protecting her, they multiply his absence.

The winds blow faster,
the flowers grow bigger,
Telling her not to be afraid..
The sun goes down like setting a crown,
of inspiration and desires, on her head.

For her life seems without any pleasing sky,
down the street, across the breeze,
there comes a butterfly.
Asking her if or not can she feel a thing,
she looks at it, about to cry.
Says, “Strange is all that feels my heart.
Though I ain’t a queen of spades,
I’m rich enough, to feel this pain,
The passionate pain that sharpens the blade.
Feels out of the picture, like kept in a cage.
Not a nice place, for each satisfaction,
but a cruel place, for each remorse.
The butterfly simply rose, gathering up its courage.

Asking, “Ever carried anyone’s heart with yours?”

L for Love Letters #AtoZChallenge

L for Love Letters #AtoZChallenge.

Us :)

Our story has it all, the distance, the age gap, differences in religion and of course parents who resort to melodrama at the drop of a hat. Right out of a movie, someone might say. But somehow the choice is obvious, it can’t be otherwise, even the melodrama is worth it. So if you ask me what our day of love is I would say, it keeps evolving. Maybe it was the day I first spoke to him and thought he was full of hot air, or maybe the day he said I love you for the first time. It probably is the time he came back by missing a train/ trip with his family to be with me and I was blushing like it was the first time all over again. Maybe it was the day he wasn’t there and I cried myself to sleep listening to his recording .Or maybe our Platinum Day of Love is yet to come. Because I’m in love with the memories we are yet to make.

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The Feeling..

On the birthday of my love.. am not with him.. so a small gift.. something for him 🙂

Happy Birthday… ME more:)

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He had always heard of this feeling. People, books, movies, and everybody around him told him how great it was to be in love.

He had never come close to that feeling in his life. Other things had been his priority always. And he would have never experienced the sheer brilliance of this feeling had it not been for her.

She had walked into his life like a dream. Accidentally bumping into each other at the colony ground. The awkwardness made way to conversations and conversations to a friendship so deep that they were surprised how effortlessly they bonded.

He knew that the increase of his heartbeat whenever he saw her was love. The way he caught his breath every time she put her hair aside

Yes. He loved her. Not the flowers and hearts type, but a deeper love. Where his soul called out for her.

He loved how behind this workaholic woman was a crazy girl who had the wackiest ideas about life.

He loved the fact that she created a positive impression on everyone she met.  No matter who it was, she connected with everyone.

She lived life to the fullest and got the best out of each day.

He loved that she was an avid reader. She cried along with the characters of those books and rejoiced at their happiness.

He loved how she was always willing to help anybody.

He loved how she bought out the best in him. Stood by him through the bad times and was the first to hop with joy when he succeeded.

He loved how she made him see the beauty of a sunrise.

How she always picked up bright colors and pulled him out of the monochromatic life he had been living.

Yes, he loved everything about her.

But what he loved most, was the fact that she loved him back…

Forever…

Do you believe in soulmates?

ello guys,“According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate beings condemning them to spend their lives in search for their other halves.”While going through some of the love quotes on Pinterest, this one along with its cute picture story caught my eye. It reminded me of one of my favourite books ever, ‘Brida’, written by Paulo Coelho. It spoke of soulmates, of the joy they bring into our lives, they who were once us,  who still are an integral part of our soul and the strong bond that we share with them. Those who find their soulmates in their life partners are, according to me, the luckiest people ever 🙂 . Some may not even be fortunate enough to see them ( I say, they come back for another life 😉 ), and some others, who get a chance not as life partners, but to be with them  for maybe a year,  a month, or even few minutes will have the memories etched deep in their hearts forever.“Even if it is only for a matter of moments, because those moments bring with them a Love so intense that it justifies the rest of our days.”― Paulo Coelho, Brida.I don’t know if you do, but I believe in soulmates simply because it makes me happy! 🙂 I am sharing below a picture story, from the pinterest quote,I have mentioned above. Believe me, it is super cute!!!Picture courtesy : PinterestTold you, it was cute. 🙂 I wish we could all go back to the time when humans were  created, it would be so much fun meeting our soulmate, don’t you think??Take care, and let the search continue 😉 .Shruti.Share this:

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She writes..

So I asked my Goofy to write something for me .. This is what she wrote.. and that is why she is My Sunshine 🙂

God. Thank U ! (Bless her)

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Write something for me scares d creeps out of me. Its 1 of d diff things 2 do espc given d fact I’m ur (1)31 fan… but yes im gona do dis coz it’l bring that ray of smile on that gloomy face (given al d stuff thts hpnin).. Dis is a diff time for u n I know u’l get through dis. n I’ve never been more sure in lyf whn I’m saying dis, its al hpnin for a reason n d puzzle will unfold wit time n den dis will allllllll mk sense. Trust me dis pain dis suffering is worth it( I know its easier 2 say than bear. N m not in ur plc) bt yes it will b over n seem lyk a worst nightmare. Till den al I nid u 2 do is trust b strong n hold on ( that’s ur forte) n remb ur not alone ( most of d time wit d distance n constraints u may feel allll alone) he n ur sunshine wer r and will always b der. I repeat he n ur sunshine wer r n will always b der ( eventhough most of d times it may seem d other way). Hope dis small writeup put up a qtr of a smile on ur face ( ur writings always put up a biggggggg smile though)
P.S. (ur style ) I love u

P.P.S Me loves you more

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