
Adorable Blues!
Sometimes…
When you’re emotionally high and mentally low,
You do feel no gravity!
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Song: Love me for a reason and let the reason be Love!

Adorable Blues!
Sometimes…
When you’re emotionally high and mentally low,
You do feel no gravity!
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Song: Love me for a reason and let the reason be Love!
Posted in Just a thought twas!, The Other Side of ME!
Tagged beauty, confused, hate, lovely lady, mood swings, pain, Solitaire, woman


Say if you are sitting up awake at some rainy dawn on your porch;
Just don’t attempt to hear those sporadic toady hollers!
I sensed them in my dream today……
And they were incessantly exasperating!!
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Mood: Kicky!
Posted in DREAMscape, Just a thought twas!
Tagged confused, gaze, play, Solitaire, thinkables

captured
Seven months ago I met an ol’ friend! He being a shy-guy at school, we never uttered. Thereafter he grew up as my senior at college, and we got acquaintance of each other’s being! Having same taste in food and beverages’, we happen to share a common liking too! Later on he got graduated and moved to Pune for his job. Twas here that we bumped again, when I got posted to the same. We met after almost 2 and a half years and it felt like family! I don’t know the precise moment when our amity took shape back at college. But I do remember that rollick-some roll which cling us together; shopping whole heartily till our piggy banks cracked; hip hopping to all possible bistros and eateries in search of the yummiest food in town; flipping time at Barista in rating day-to-day’s singers, yesterday’s food and the future of our college tribes. Getting along after so long, one thing still stayed put was our complete kiddo nature. We continued our randomness by melting with icey creams at kulfi parlors and taking long moonlight strolls discussing our lives, waving pasts with a smile(no regrets), rejoicing present(staying smug) and dreaming of a long awaited future(hopes on)!
But as all is flux; nothing stays still. While we flattered ourselves that things remain the same, they were changing under our very eyes from day to day, from hour to hour.
In the haze of such exuberance, I soon realized that twas time for him to Quit, Pack and Move!
Though knowing the fact that he eventually will; I was pretty cool with the whole scenario mentally and prepared myself for the day! In no time the moment banged; the entire day went without an err. I didn’t lose my buoyancy until he left. Rite within an hr it sinked in me as the train vacated the station with a vacuity in my heart! The complete feeling lasted in a gloom!
As I come to the end of my rope, all I do is… tie a knot and hang on. It’s been past 8 days, and I’m still counting what I lost! Sometimes I just gawk at his name on my communicator, in anticipation it might blink; but soon realizing it will never go green! At other times I feel that he will be back, a li’l far though.. but yeah he will be! But in next to no time I find that its still hard to delude oneself.. more than ever when you know that some part of your memories is lost for sure, and also the same is over too by this entitled movement!
All m left these days is a wish that we will be back with the same spirit and with the same silliness someday, And a hope that the time shouldn’t put down a matured impact on us. :s
His mail read:
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“..How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot,
The world forgetting, by the world forgot,
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each prayer accepted, and each wish resigned.. “
Some memories are simply beautiful. Some are really special. And there are some moments that you really cherish for the rest of your life.
I am leaving with a mixed bag of emotions. On one hand, there is the joy of stepping into a new phase of life and on the other; I will be leaving behind a lot of amazing friends and happy times.
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And he signed off!
Posted in Epitome of life, Happenings>>
Tagged college times, friendship, play, pune, silence, Solitaire
When the day has gone, and I’m still sitting on my bed… in long paused thoughts!
Yea, I’m past Valentine’s Day! And tranquilized in dreaming.. dreaming about whom..? Mr Right??
Who? My Mr. Right?

Lost in him
Oh My Mr. Right.. Well, it’s a whole list of characteristics that make you swoon, perhaps. Watch out for the fatal combination of brain and brawn, chivalry and lack of chauvinism, aggression and sensitivity, the works, in short. An ostentatious dresser with saxxy swagger. A complete turbo for your senses. Even a single pour on his body could be miraculous enough to wire you up and cool you down at the same time.
Now if only the world was more like this!
Am I getting too picky here? or this chase for Mr. Right is my defence mechanism?
Breathing with purists (my parents) for almost two decades, my tendency has unknowingly grown to seek for perfection. Does this grounds why I type his first name as “Always” in this advanced search? Instead of realizing with time that he will eventually be Mr. Always Right!
Or am I following an austere “Delay” schedule rather than hitting the “Go” tab right now?
In today’s globe, where the rate of extinction is higher than the rate of evolution, it actually takes a lot more than lucid talks, to get hold of each single attribute. Everyone of us have acquired some morphological as well as physiological characters which distinguish us from each other.. and thus making us all diverse!
Living such miscellaneously, what more can I expect the level of diversity of people’s psyche which is even more complex than their facade. Then the things that I define above cast no sense!
My sketch is a dream highly imposed by desires, which eventually is nothing but the quintessence of Mr. Right. For now, I too agree that there cannot be any such person made by God. Why have traumas over a mirage?