Just b-e-l-i-e-v-e!

I have learned few things, I have learned them from time. I have learned to say What I mean and not what one may like to hear So I only write "Love you" When I really mean. I have learned to choose Friends  Rather accepting anyone  Who come to my way...  And the best lesson I have learned Is - to keep quiet When the right words fail to convey What I mean Or when the silence seem to  be the best medicine. And though from men I have learned few things from time to time But these things I have learned I have learned them from Time.

"Di ! What are you looking at?" Something which has stuck somewhere came out as a faint laugh which stayed as a smile on Jeanie's lips. " I? I am looking at that bird." She pointed at a bird who was hovering in the sky. After a brief pause Yashi again asked Jeanie , " What do you see in her?" "I think she is young." "But what makes you think so?" ...  " She is easy in her flight and she is in love with herself." "Oh..." Both exchanged a meaningful glance and again begin to observe the bird. ... "Di ... what do you think , will this bird ever feel love for something other than herself?" "May be ... but..." "But?" "... That 'something other' shall not kill her love for herself... she is quite happy now... with herself." "But di ..." She stopped speaking as she saw Azhar coming. She stealthily glanced at Jeanie , who also didn't like Azhar...

This Valentine's Day was unexpected. I want to let someone know that I am thankful and happy because of his company at most blissful morning hours on 14th feb... :) Well ... I am kind of dancing on my heels these days. I am unwell acc to some prescribed rules but I rush and run whole day and don't even take a nap at noon. I have got only few days at home , how can I waste them. :) I watched today an animated Barbie movie... it was amazing. Wow.. the magical life... being princess... is just Amazing. :) Its 7 in the evening and (gigling) :P everyone is asleep in my home. My brother has gone to buy Pizza base and vegetables. And I took this (wonderful) chance to peep into my second world and see what's happening. And write what's on my mind ... :) Angel

When we both began our journey I had stars in my eyes And belief in my heart That we together will reach at our destination In the way , tears took away all the stars And The belief trembled. But now the road has diverged into two I can feel stars in my eyes again And my belief more strong. I can dream of reaching at our destination I can dream of you as my soul mate, I can dream of perfection. These dreams are mine And "you" of my dream are Mine too.

"You love me." "No , I don't." I said that to destroy the pride calmness of his tone.  "I know you love me." "No I don't." I said that to trample the confidence of his voice. "You.. love me..." "I don't I don't I don't." I don't know why I said it thrice. As they teach in English Literature , perhaps , for emphasis... ... "You love him." "May be..." I couldn't crush the voice of Memories. "No you love him." "Yes yes... I ... love him." And the cruel laugh resonated the room. "See now you love him." And the more it laughed and the more I cried... Now memories were amazed. Tears were rolling down my eyes but I was laughing under them... I looked at the happy-sad faces of those memories. I shouted - Yes I love him. I have loved someone. I am in love. Yes it is love. And it is mine. Not his. Not anyone's. Its pure and its mine . I hav...

I messaged him. At 12.30 am? What? Asked - Are you up? So did he reply? Yes. He said  - Yes Then? I said - Okay. Why ? Didn't you call up? No. Why? I didn't want to talk. Then why did you message him? ... so that I will curse myself for messaging him... I will have something to do whole night

Deserted the garden, Became (perhaps) a desert Or a party-hall - I don't care! My butterfly Still is Joyous  in her garden.

“Who is love?” “You and Me.” Where is love? In the air we breathe. “How is love?” “Deep like your eyes.” “Now your turn.” “ Hmm… What is our relationship.?” “Our baby.” “How will he grow?” “With the consciousness of our souls.” “When will he die?” “Not before us.”  “Shehzan…” “Meera…” “Shehzan… I am afraid of the evil eyes that might harm our baby.” Shehzan smiled the most perfect smile on the world , took Meera’s hand in his and said , “Evil eyes are nothing but the symbol of our lack of mutual understanding.”  … “But what if we cease to love each other?” Shehzan looked deep into her eyes and said , “Can we ever cease to be ourselves?” Meera’s face glowed with the love of Shehzan. It was heaven where they were together holding each other’s hands.   [Dedicated to Yoshna , who inspired me to write this. :) ]

“You know my life is at its best track. Its going wonderful. I hope no evil eye should spoil it.” He said it with the angel’s voice. And she with her all sweetness replied hurriedly . “no no no evil eye will spoil your happiness … I will pray for you darling.” And an aura of love bounded them together. She was in his arms when she had closed her eyes. She began dreaming of the perfection of their love which they had dreamed together in the initial days of  relationship. It was so beautiful. The dreams of love in the arms of beloved. She didn’t realize when her thoughts jumped from his life to their love to her own life… which she felt is also going on on right track , on positive note with spreading smiles and love around her. She wanted to share this wonderful feeling with him so she began to speak her thoughts while still dreaming with her closed eyes. “Its a lovely beginning … I hope things get more better… I am feeling useful as I am writing contents that they compliment as in...