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For you, Jakarta Girl!

Do you have that one person in your life WHO :

Reads your emotions in text without those crazy emoticons?

Puts her status as “Okay” and you immediately get the #TFIOS reference. (Ref. to the context : Maybe okay will be our always. If you still don’t get point I am trying to make, then you need to get in touch with the world around, cave people!)

Knowingly takes the harder path just because it is the correct one?

Uses “LOL” so many times, you actually wonder how retarded she must be looking if she actually laughed out loud so many times in a day?

Stays 1614 kms away, yet there are times when you feel she hasn’t really moved away?

Buys fancy writing material without blinking an eyelid, but will think twice before buying a dress?

Is insanely crazy yet crazily sane and you just cannot help loving her, despite the really strong moral compass?

Loves to blog, blogs about what she loves, but does not have so much time for her blog as much for her love?

Yes, she’s real.

She’s my person. If I plan to murder someone, she’s the person I’d call to help me drag the vengeance out of me across the living room floor. She’s my person.

Dear, unlike every year, we’re in two different countries, but like every year I still have the best gift I can give you – my words.

I hope you love them as much as I do!

Love you always. And miss you lots.

Graciously Yours!

P.S.: Happy Birthday! ❤

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The first in many!

A minute was all it took and my world crashed.

There was darkness all around.

I was scraping the marbled walls.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

My hopes were now pinned on God.

The people around me spoke of help, just spoke.

Light flitted in through the darkness,

Golden glows showed through the dust,

It was then that you found me.

Lying in ruins, tears spiking through my heart,

A smile on my face, to show to the ones who just spoke.

You saw me through my eyes.

It wasn’t my smile but my heart that you believed.

My God had sent me my hope.

I knew that moment on I wasn’t alone.

You helped me stand.

Toughened my resolve.

Grabbed me if I thought I would fall.

You led me on, subtly letting me carve my way.

I have now managed to locate my first step.

The first in many!

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Graciously Yours!

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Where the heart speaks more than the mind…

Writing has always been a passion for me… Playing with words, delving into thoughts, exploring new waves of emotions… that’s more of my style!

My happier times have probably been spent penning down those happy memories… This blog will see it all — happiness, dejection, anger, love, friendship, frustration, elation, success, failure, joys, dreams, inspirations… The bare emotions of a young Indian heart. 

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To a new beginning!