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Monday, 18 June 2007

Under The Blanket Of Haze


Its that time of the year again, when dreams remain and future seems blurry.
Why can't there be answers to these unwanted questions?!

I've run out of reasons to be content, happy. Practicality sinks in. Philosophy surges through.

Is it just me or is it the haze I'm under, forcing me to see bitterness in the world?!


*sigh*


Past relationships are here, to stay or leave, I know not!
A cyberspace astro speak:
"Tip of the day: Enjoy the evening in a candlelight dinner with your beloved to make a soothing beginning."
Coincidence?! I am meeting the ghost from the past, today.
I will take the tip, of enjoying it.
But, the matters of decision making will be on hold, for a long time.

Trust, faith, love, lust and everything else has to be carefully planned.
It is hard and confusing. Lets put aside how the decision will affect me for a moment, but I know how it will affect the ONLY people who stood by me, cradled me. And considering that, it makes it even harder.

*sigh* The jouney, life takes us on........

I am stronger now, and the famous saying slips into my head:
"You fooled me once, shame on you. You fooled me twice, shame on me."

Being fooled once was hard enough......
18-06-07

Thursday, 14 June 2007

Quotes.....



"How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrid, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June. . . . If it was only the other way! If it was I who were to be always young, and the picture that were to grow old! For this--for this--I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!"
--Oscar Wilde

"They do not love that do not show their love.The course of true love never did run smooth.Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love."
-- William Shakespeare

"Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all."
-St. Augustine

"One half of me is yours, the other half yours-Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours,And so all yours!"
-- William Shakespeare

"A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous."
-Ingrid Bergman

"I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love."
-Henry Ward Beecher

"A mighty pain to love it is, and 'tis a pain that pain to miss; but of all the pains, the greatest pain is to love, but love in vain."
-Abraham Crowley

"A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love."
-Stendhal
"There is no remedy for love but to love more."
-Thoreau
"You don't marry someone you can live with - you marry the person who you cannot live without."
-unknown
"Love is blind, but friendship closes its eyes."
-unknown
"Life has taught us that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction."
-Saint-Exupery
"Woe to the man whose heart has not learned while young to hope, to love - and to put its trust in life."
-Joseph Conrad
"True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen."
-La Rochefoucauld

"Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition."
-Alexander Smith
"When we are in love we often doubt that which we most believe."
-La Rochefoucauld
"Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole."
-Samuel Taylor Coleridge
"Friendship often ends in love; but love in friendship - never."
-Charles Caleb Colton
"There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not."
-La Rochefoucauld
"Death is a challenge. It tells us not to waste time... It tells us to tell each other right now that we love each other."
-Leo F. Buscaglia
"Love cures people - both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it."
-Dr. Karl Menninger

"Blushing is the color of virtue."
-Diogenes

Saturday, 9 June 2007

More is Never Enough


UNIVERSAL TRUTH:
We are always hurt by the things unsaid & undone...and when we do say it, it makes us happier and free....

All those emotions are back.
An endless love story is consuming my thoughts.
Is it real or a mirage in the desert?
I died, and woke up again, stronger, and now, the cause of death is here again!
And I always said that, the love between us was something out of the great epics, a love from Shakespeare's words.
"Its like a cup filled with liquid, and that liquid being love, which I kept pouring, and the cup overflowed and I still didn't stop. A love that was of the painful kind, more is never enough!"

Thursday, 7 June 2007

Is it real?!

The birthday ended with a good+bad+surprising+unusual phone call.
Forcefully, intentionally hidden memories are back. Feelings are back. The words "i love you" are here. Remorse and joy are here now.

The time has come, the time has come to make the choice of a lifetime. To relive moments of bliss. The thought seems beautiful, but do I want it?!

I do. I've missed it. Craved for it. WANTED it.
I don't. The pain is too much to ignore and move on. Second chances are over. Too many have been issued. They aren't tickets to cheap plays anymore. I have goals set, dreams to chase, learnt to live without these emotions.

I've changed too much. Changing, as we speak. Altering perceptions, altering dreams.
I cant let it come back. I've worked too hard to get to where I am.
Too many nights of tears, too many drunken escapades into memory lane.
It has taken me so long to get here, this state of confidence and poise and stability.

Too many thoughts have found their way back.
I refuse to be hurt again and again and again.
Too many people have trampled all over me. I can't let it happen again!
I am assured it won't, but memories return.

Yet, I want it, I've always wanted it!
Its still hard to believe this, this situation.
Is it real?
Did I talk to the person I've been trying to forget?!
It is a pleasant surprise though.
I'm glad that we are talking now.

Every memory, every word seems fresh and new!

All I can hope for is a happy ending, unlike the last time.

Monday, 4 June 2007

Birthday, WHAT?!

Birthday jitters are not here!

I really miss it.
I've come to a point when I actually want to fast forward to the days after my birthday.

F#$% !! I hate everything at the moment.

I want to leave Bangalore for this birthday.
Not the city, but the things in the city.
Not the dreams here, but the reality.
Not the memories, but the pain.
Not the kisses, but the wounds.
Not the whispers, but the screams.

I want to fall asleep and never wake again.
Cassius, is who I'd like to be on this birthday!

Tears in Heaven


Its June already.
Time goes by........will it ever stop?! Obviously not!

She's gone. I can't believe it. The cheap thrills of being a young adult, leads to death sometimes.
Everything seems unfair, not just to me, to everyone. I'm being unfair too, I guess this is a sign that I'm letting go.

Her face doesn't seem to fade. I can also picture her walking in to the place where I am, and stopping to talk to me even if she's busy. She always had a way of finding me! I always wondered how she spotted me among so many bodies.....but she did, always did.

I haven't cried yet, mourned yet. Work's kept me busy. Distracted.

26th May. 5:00 am. On the road. She's gone, every memory, ever smell, every touch, all gone, in a second, all gone......

I miss you, even though we weren't best of friends, I will miss you.
Take care my friend, I will see you on the other side.

"Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in heaven
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in heaven
I'll find my way, through night and day
Cause I know I just can't stay
Here in heaven

Time can bring you down
Time can bend your knee
Time can break your heart
Have you begging please
Begging please

Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure.
And I know there'll be no more...
Tears in heaven

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven
Will it be the same
If I saw you in heaven
I must be strong, and carry on
Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven

Cause I know I don't belong
Here in heaven " Eric Clapton

Thursday, 24 May 2007

4 Long Years

The story that is....
The complete version. Still don't have an ending!


"She called him today. What a rush it was! No matter how angry she was, his voice just didn't let her express the animosity in her emotions. He was her man. The perfect man. Or so she convinced herself. For almost 4 years. That's how long she knew him. 4 long years. This phone call was not appreciated by her loving friends. So it was done in secrecy. But it didn't remain thus for long. Her lips swollen with smiles, were the first give away. Her cheeks extra pink, summer wasn't just the reason anymore. Friends weren't so angry anymore. Maybe they saw joy on her face after so long. Yes it had been long since she had smiled, smiled whole heartedly.

The call was made without a second thought in her head, but the reason still remained under cover. Why did she call him?? Why would she? Does she still feel for him like she used to? No. Those feelings had passed. Forcefully discarded. As he doesn't/didn't feel the same. After all the "walk-outs" she had gone through, his wouldn't make a difference. If he doesn't feel for her now, it wouldn't make any difference. Yes. She thought so. She blocked the truth-which is, she will break down if he walks away from her. Another man, who doesn't remotely feel anything for this girl, will walk out of her life. Big deal. It has happened before. But if it happens with him, with him, of all the men((and women)), with him, she will break down. Everyone knew it. And everyone tried to convince her to let him go. She had slowly began the process. But this call changed it all. But the emotions were weaker now, not as strong as before. She had seen life, to an extent, so she taught herself to be CAREFUL. Finally. She had to be careful, for her sake. His voice was still soothing. Still made her feel protected. His humour still made her laugh. Even though she was disappointed in him, angry, she was calm.

He was still the man of her dreams. But she decided to let him pursue her. This, time when he meets her, she decided to be a friend, and let him fall for her. It was a safe plan. Being selfish pays off sometimes. If he's not interested, she doesn't lose anything. She will walk away stronger. Less drained of efforts. And with sweet memories.

My oh my, how she lied to herself! The meeting is 2 months away. Her emotions are raging now.
She just wasted her time with these unnecessary plans. It was merely, a distraction. A distraction from the truth. Her days will be filled with his thoughts until she lays her eyes on him. Until then these fake plans will keep her company."


"If it wasn't the oceans,
wasn't the breezes,
wasn't the white sands,
I might not be needed,

If I could sleep through the coal mines,
If I could breathe through hatred,
If I could, work through the summer,
then I wouldn’t feel so humble,

oh you, it's always you,
it's always you.

If red roses weren't so lovely,
Wine didn't taste so good,
Stars weren't so romantic,
Then I could do what I should

Oh you, it's always you
It's always you.
Oh you, it's always you
It's always you

If you love, I could command it,
Get your head, to understand it,
I'd go twice, around the world,
Even though, I may not find it.

Oh you, it's always you,
It's always you.
You, it's always you,
It's always you." ((Sophie Zelmani's song ))

" She hummed..."

* * *

"It had been two days since that phone call. Two whole days. Her every whisper was his name. Every plan she made in the month he would land here, involved him somehow. She imagined running into him on the street. She imagined him in her room. She imagined his kiss. It had been almost two years since she had kissed his lips. The memory was fresh, yet a little blurry. She couldn't remember the kiss, how it happened. But she remembered, clearly, how she felt. That moment was like a few minutes of heaven. His hands, his lips, his kiss made her feel like the only woman in the world. The feeling was something close to complete. But she ruined it, and left. Not with harsh feelings, she left only because she had a class to attend. And regretted the move till today. If only she had stayed, maybe he could've felt something for her. Maybe. It was a very small possibility. But it was worth the risk.

The friendship had began unusually. And it was the most sincere. She was sure it would last forever. The naivety.
She had never thought she could match up to the women in his life. She still thought so. The other woman's name was mentioned in that conversation. And that she would be here too. The same woman he spent everyday with, for almost a month. Mostly in each other's arms. The same woman he had been in love with. Sera. Sera, the woman she envied. The only woman he ever mentioned to her. And with so much emotion, that it broke her heart.

Life was taking new turns, without him, and she would've met Sera without the knowledge that, she was his Sera. Now that she had found out, she was reconsidering the new job. What if Sera is still the queen of his heart? What if she doesn't match Sera, in his eyes? It was a new battle she had to fight now. A new battle with herself. "

* * *

“So. It had finally been almost a month since that fateful conversation. She had almost forgotten him. But, the mind plays tricks sometimes. Suddenly her thoughts were consumed by him. Another reason was, of course, the dreaded meeting with Sera.

Sera, was perfect. perfect in all ways for him. She was attractive, intelligent, humourous. Not that she wasn't. but after all Sera was the one he was in love with, not her. So it made things harder for her. She made sure both of them didn't know she attended that interview. The job she didn't get, but the job's interview had let her meet this girl. Things got worse for her, because she actually liked this girl. The girl she had envied, had somehow captured her senses. She couldn't help liking her. And finally understood why he did ((and still does)) light up every time anyone mentioned Sera.

Now, as the days close in, months end, she is nervous. What if he doesn't call her, like the last time?? If he does, will he meet her?? And if he does meet her, will he like her??? For what she has become. Life has left a few scars on her. Will he like what he sees?? Will he ever be able to love her like she does??

Yes. She had lost the intensity of the feelings for him. But feelings did exist. Yes. She had decided to take things as they come. But nervousness had taken over. She wants him to want her. She wants to be his and him to be hers.

But the wait isn't over yet. May is almost here, but the wait isn't over yet. She spends her days in his thoughts and dreaming of being in his arms, safe and sound. She tries losing herself in the million day to day routines, but it seems impossible to stop thinking of him. Of being his.

The wait will be over in a few more days. But at the end of that journey lies another longer one. The wait for him to be hers. For she is already his. He just doesn't know it yet. And she sits, by herself and prepares for the journey of a lifetime. And I watch her, hoping she'll change her mind when she meets him and refuse to put herself through that painful journey. Hoping he'll love her back and spare her the misery of the journey she has prepared herself for. Hope is all I can do. And so does she.”