Life

They say that there are things that are already predefined by god;our future,our destiny and our purpose of life.Everything is believed to have been written with an invisible ink by God.Every person has a book by his name; our prerecorded biography. Each day a new page shows up.Each day something new happens and this vicious cycle goes on and on.And then a time comes when we stand at an ironical threshold.A threshold of a an ending and a simultaneous new beginning.The book looses its significance.The time sways it along,the pages go loose,some fly with the wind on an infinite journey,some melt away and some torn.Time spares no one; not even the book of our lives.These are no manuscripts that would be preserved in the museum of people’s life.The author then writes a new book for the the beginning of our another soul re-journey into this universe.  

I feel that life is impossible!!

When someone near and dear leaves your life it simply tears your soul apart.

 

With the passage of time your memories are fading away and the truth is surfacing.The rock where you wrote our name was a sand hill.You tricked me and i was fool to believe your wicked words.With every torrent of water the layer is eroding and all that’s left is a barren land.Land that sees no existence of us being together.We are broken,torn and lost somewhere,far far from each other.

I am still there,stuck in those lands without a hope of survival.I don’t wish to move on,I see no hope to live with a smile that i always wore before a tragedy called you happened in my life.I can see that you have moved on.You have ended up finding a more beautiful flower.It gives me pain cause you haven’t realized that the flower you plucked previously is dyeing away.The inky darkness is engulfing me up day by day.I am left with pain and only pain…..

I wish you really meant the promises you made because they were mere words….just mere words!!

 

Irritated me!!

                            “Dad, c’mon i heard you!! Why do you keep repeating?”

The glass of water i drank is churning in my tummy as a mixture of squirms and nervousness.I wish i could vomit out and get relieved of that unknown source of anxiety in me.On top of it my dad,he keeps on taunting me on every another thing.Unwanted it makes me give verbal stabs.
Oh my god! why do i do this?Why don’t i control my self to a level of understanding his situation.I don’t know what happens to my reflexes that they start working with a 1000 times more efficiency.I am not,almost never able to take his words at ease.I always end up jumping into the puddle that does no good except dirtying me more than before.

At present pangs of guilt are at their heights, but alas within no time we face each the same cassette will replay.Huh!!

I wonder,Why is it that sometimes even the most closest to our heart acts irritating??

Training

Training…I am loving it!!

Happy father’s day

Daddy, Happy Father’s Day ❤ ❤

🙂 Thank you papa for being there for me always 🙂 .I am blessed to have you in my life.My hero,daddy,i will always be your little angel no matter what happens.Thank you for handling me with that intense care and love even at times when i was wrong.Even though you were hard at times,but i know you love me to the core.There’s no one in this world who can love me as much as you do.I promise, i will put all my might to take your name to the zenith. I will make you proud one day.I will make every possible effort to sustain that cute smile on your face.

May you always be happy and healthy. ❤ ❤

Live long life!!

I can be..

I can be your babes
Just carry me along your waves

I can be your darling
If you be my king

I can be your love
if you be my dove

I can be your world i can be your life
can’t be your enemy even if i strive.
I can do anyting
I can be anything
for you are my everything..

Finding it’s way back

wow,nice song!!

Let me tell you a story...

When you hide the truth
And keep the secrets locked away
There are many things said
In the things you never say
You might feel that time has gone back
You start to believe that time will never come back
I believe you everytime but not this time
The distance you put is the time that we lost
You have a place to go and feeling to hide
Yet i can hear the love everytime we talk
My patience is endless when i talk about you
And i will for a lifetime for that single day with you
So that i can know that ‘one-day’ truth
Real love stays back and has not past
even if it goes away it finds a way back
I would like to believe there is a single day for us
A time and a place somewhere on the earth
To put to rest the…

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Curious u!

My head spirals out when it comes to judging you.Why is it that you are always digging the things i never want to tell?
Why are you so much interested in the past i had?

It becomes difficult to judge whether a person you are trusting is worth it or not.You target me emotionally to bring out the thoughts from the storage part of my brain.It seems that you don’t trust me,then why do you hang around with me??

At times people involve themselves in other’s life so much that they forget their own significance, i suppose.This is what happening with that guy.

GO and get a life,Mr.

Exams…..aaaarrrrgggggghhh!!!!

Just a few more days and i will be in 5th semester. The sem which started with pomp and show has come to a stage of good bye.

Today was the 1st sem exam which had driven away my sleep of almost a week. It was automata’s exam, godfather of computer science engg.

The moment question paper was handed over to me, my eyes scanned it quickly. No sooner I could start answering; my mind had transitioned into a state of dilemma. I could recall the Picasso that grew up in me in every automata class. Pangs of guilt struck me so hard that i felt like crumbling the question paper and running away.

None of the papers so far, except this one, had suffered due to the pursuance of my drawing skills in the lecture classes.

This subject had taken me aback.  I just don’t understand if we are born once, we die once and we love once the why can’t exams be just once in our lifetime.

First paper was an absolute heart attack, lets see what other papers are about to bring in for me.

Exams

“Exam fever up!!”