Wednesday 30 April 2014

What did I do wrong?

What did I do wrong ? Loved you for every single second of the day. Waited, while you were busy somewhere or the other. Be there right next to you when you needed me. I'd rather be with you than partying with friends. Talk to you every night just to make sure we are doing well. Bring down my ego, pride everything just to make our relationship work. Every single tear that drops down is for you. What did I do wrong? Why do you have to rip my heart apart all the time while what I do is just for you, to make you happy.

It sucks you know when everything's going fine and suddenly crashes again and the worst part is that I really don't want to put it back together but I have to.
Because Iloveyoumore.

Wednesday 23 April 2014

I miss you best friend.


There's always someone in life who leaves a mark, a mark at our hearts. Sooner or later they keep crossing our minds. And today I miss her yes I miss my best friend who is obviously not that close to me as we were once. So this one's for you baby. I LOVE YOU & I MISS YOU SO MUCH.
So many things in life but still time to think of you and miss you. I really miss the silly arguments and tonts.
Well people let me tell you I was called 'Ms.PHD' only because I always corrected her english like a teacher. Which obviously doesn't make much sense here but actually the point is that I really miss her and my brain is suddenly flooded with our memories the time we spent together the fights we used to have those outings on scooty and foood. I was also called a BHOOKAD because the moment I saw her I was like "bhook lagri hai bohat zor se lag rahi hai" ahaha lovely days.
But there comes a point in everyone's life you have to let go of something or the other and now that she has gone I miss her.
Oh I MISS YOU !

Thursday 17 April 2014

Baby ♥

From changing her diapers to cleaning her nosey I never really had a moment where I felt puky. And she is my baby a delight to watch. Got beautiful eyes, hair, skin. She makes everything appear as fresh, joyful, amazing and brings life to everything she holds.
When I ask her "How can anyone be this beautiful ?" She answers " But I am" (mai hoti hu).
I don't know since when but yes I love kids and spending some quality time with them. They have a certain understanding of things and live a peaceful life. They make things appear in a different manner.   We cannot even imagine their perspective.
Amongst all the children on this planet earth she is my favourite.
She has now developed a habit of clicking herself like me. Her mother's phone is full of her selfies in almost every pose possible.
I wish this bunch of charm a good future and may Allah fulfill all her dreams.
Ameen

Wednesday 16 April 2014

Fish.

I got a fish. She is super cute and swims all around and whenever I put my finger on the big glass jar I got for her she comes closer to kiss my hand.
God has made such wonderful creatures.
She is of orange color and has golden fins.
Fish Fish Fish
I want to be a fish too so that I can easily swim through this rough sea called life & die one day with peace.

Thursday 10 April 2014

It's on my wall !

Another mood off day. Everything seems pale and dull. Something is or was in my mind down somewhere which just came out, out on my wall.
What one unknowingly craves for is freedom. Freedom that let's you live that allows you to do what YOU want to do, that gives you space, a risk that you were afraid to take, and above all it gives you a reason to live, a chance to be YOU. The worth of freedom is only known by the one who gets bounded.
And here it is.

TODAY here ,
TOMORROW who knows.

I might get wings and fly to a distant land have my own world and my own happiness.

#DreamingBig

Hola !

Hola, to the new blog ! 
Planning to share all the little this & that which keeps on befalling from somewhere or the other. Little bit of happiness and a little bit of rolling tears, some jokes and some arguments, trust and betrayal. Treating life like a box of chocolates, eating everything that is coming out of it.  One sweet and the other dark.
And it just occured to me that,
Typing down your thoughts is a completely different instinct than penning them down.

As of now allow me to do some work before this box has nothing more to offer.

Goodnight x