Capture the light :)

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Thr are things in life...Things which are warm, bright, nourishing. Things which you need to live and grow. Things like Sunshine.

And thr are things which are to support, to survive, to stay calm. Things which kept you going. Things like tranquilizing drugs...

Where you can never stop loving the sunshine...You cant have it always....It leaves you everyday with a promise to come back the other day. And those tranquilizers, they are not very healthy and you know they are not.......but somehow you cant get rid of thet any of them......Cause they are life supporting.

So you have sunshine and you have these drugs.....

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Incomplete Ending..

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The windows were wide open

the sky was turning dark

I wonder when the last time

I saw it in moonlight

I stood up next to

the only exsitance thr

My shadow cant talk to me

but what if it might

I left a book unread

that song still playing

I felt no pain no relief

as I died the other night

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Somewhere near 17° 22' 31" N and 78° 28' 27" E...

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God forbids, I'll ever have to do something I don't want to do or stay away from someone I want to be with...

As for now...I am just trying to convince myself that I want to do what I am suppose to do...and I don't want to be with the one I want....

I am not sure if its working... :(..Not yet..
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"Gut Hooked"

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"Jake?" she asked, picking up the telephone receiver with trembling hand, "It’s me, Annie"

"Hi Annie," He answered in a low, quite voice.

"You really scared me, yesterday," she began. "It sounded as though you were trying to say good-bye to me, Jake."

"I was," he replied. "You’re better off without me, Annie. I don't want to let you go, but I have to. It wouldn't be fair of me to drag you with my miserability. I have seven years of my sentence left to serve, Do yourself a favour, and forget about me."

"I caught a smallmouth bass, today," she interjected. "The fish had completely swallowed the fly, and it caught in its stomach. We call it being 'gut hooked'. The thing is, once a fish is gut hooked; you can't remove the hook without killing it. There's no catch and release for a fish like that, even if you wanted to."

"Okay," he hesitated, wondering what had prompted this bit of information.

"Jake, I'm gut hooked." She Confessed. "If you release me, my body may not die, but my heart will."

"Annie, please don't do this," he begged, suddenly understanding where this discussion was leading.

"I have to," she replied, wiping away the tears that were coming to her eyes. "Jake, I love you."

It's different for me..

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Often Solitude and loneliness is being associated with sadness and grief and emptiness...Poets described it many times as a time you feel hollow and lost and dark....Writers wrote enough about how their protagonists fight hard to keep their sane being lonely....
Ahhhhhhhhh...Is solitude that bad...

I enjoy being alone....seriously...Am not out of my mind....I am ashamed of admitt.,.but I do..I really enjoy being in solitude...where I don’t have to watch my actions...where I have no responsibilities...where I don’t have to explain things to anyone...where i don’t have to try hard to make people believe me....where I don’t have to try to make people like me....cause i like myself...whatever I am...
You can call this self love...or whatever you want..But I enjoy being with myself... :)

So unlike all the stories, poem or movies where I see people explaining loneliness as a curse to mankind...It attracts me...Sometime I imagine my whole life like this...being with myself...taking care of myself and not worrying about anything else...

Definitely, I enjoy hanging out with friends and going out and being with my family....But I like my space and this time...
I cook for myself without worrying about ppl will like it or not cause thr is no one else...I go for shopping which I truly enjoy without being in tension that someone might be waiting for me back home...I spend as much time I want in office, no worries of coming back early....spend as much time i want on bed...no worries again...I can do what pleases me...can enjoy my kinna music, Can watch whatevr and till whatevr time... can write....so much more....

Somehow I am finding it hard to explain the true feeling....but trust me..It’s...... fun..complete..:)

Once Upon a time in New Jersey...

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I knew it was going to be difficult..I started feeling it way too before....We were moving from one crossway to another in New York streets and I could feel that nthing else matters....

I hugged her goodbye..told her that I love her...and thought not to look at her back...It was already getting worse....I went to the back seat door and before sliding in I did turned....It was like all the moments I had with her in my entire life time flashed infornt of my eyes in 10 sec..I was happy to have her...sad I was leaving, I dont know when I'll see her next time and thr she was standing on the porch looking all confused as I was....she didnt changed a bit, Her emotions are still clear and easy to read...her eyes still narrates her heart....They were pleading...I couldnt see her anymore.... :(

Then he came from nowhere to me...he started saying something I didnt got...I wasnt listning...I couldnt....was trying hard not to speak...cause I knew I couldnt put one coherrent sentence together...I wanna say so many things to him...I want to tell him to take care of her...To love her more than anyone can love anybody...to keep her happy and healthy...make her smile and bright....I didnt said a word....I slid inside and the car started.....everything started to blurr cause my eyes were filled with tears....

Before we took the turn on the road....thr they were...standing by each other...Suddenly a new grush of hope filled my veins...I knew she'll be fine and they'll make that work out....So I came back, keeping her last image with me.....

My princess and her prince.. :)

The Prince and Me :)

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