Sunday, June 27, 2010

Beyond we.

So yeah.
"Move On". Isn't that what everyone hears everytime they're dumped? So what exactly does this mean? Forget the person and carry on with your life? Or just get hooked with someone else?

I'll tell you what I think is moving on now. It means to be able to ACCEPT. Accept the fact that the person you love, is no longer attracted to you. Or simply hates you. Because it's impossible to stop loving a person.The love remains. What goes away is the lust.

Contrary to what the world says, 98% of the relationships are the results of mistaken lust for love.The perfect relationship, is the simplest thing ever. Because it's based on love,with just the right amount of lust, your relationship will flourish. And if your relationship is based on lust, then your relationship is doomed from the start. Because once you love a person, it's with their wrong and rights, at their best and worst, and through thick and thin and no matter what happens, you'll make it through.

So,all the people stuck over their pasts, thinking that i can't be alive again because the love of my life is gone,let me tell you one thing. It's not! It's possible to fall in love twice. Or even thrice. Just don't stop believing. And if your relationship has failed, that's because the proportion of lust was unequal in the relationship. So, step up, pull up your socks, and take another chance.



Saturday, June 26, 2010

For the love of it all.


" Tonight and Always"


When nothing was alright,
the long summer nights..
two people talked..
on separate paths they walked..
their souls they bared..
unknown to the paths they were to tread..
they didn't realise they were falling..
somewhere,, in each other.. was their calling.
Somewhere along the long way,
Noone remembers the exact day,
Their destinies entwined,
And never did they mind.
It was such a comendable feat
that each other did they complete.
No stranger would have known,
that together they had not grown.
And then the time came,
And they admitted with no shame.
Life was impossible without each other,
even the thought made them shudder.
She was broken and shy,
And he'd do anything to give it a try.
She was hesitant, and he adamant,
But together to be, they were meant.
Distance seemed to be the only matter,
that too, did they shatter.
They met, they embraced.
Finally, each other, they faced.
They held on to each other too tight,
not to be overcome by fright.
She said,"Baby,I'm scared!
Without you, I wouldn't have dared.
To get so up,close and personal,
to feel something so sensational.
Something that brings a smile on my face,
All my pain it does erase.
Baby, with you, I can shine,
Will you be mine? "
The answer couldv'e been in many ways,
But all he said was, "Tonight and always".






So yeah, I wrote this poem for my first love on his birthday. Sadly, it wasn't a long one. But the memories that remain, I will treasure always. He brought out the best in me. And saw me the way I wanted to be seen. He made me a person that I never knew I could be. So yeah, if you ask me do I still love him? I'll smile and say I do. But not the love we shared. The love for the person he is. And for making me what I am today. More confident. More self-aware. And lastly, less immune to the emotions I possessed. So yeah. I respect him. No matter what happened between us. And I will still love him as a friend.

Life, as I know it.

How exactly is life through the eyes of a seventeen year old?

Well, for starters, I'm not normal. Will never be normal in fact. Normal is BORING. Cliches are a passe a for me.

You may call me the nerd because of my reading habits. You may call me the tomboy because of my obsession with sports. You may call me a spoilt brat for getting into mischief every now and then. I may be the typical girl too, for my obsession with eyeliner and eye make-up. But then again, who are you to judge me?

And what is life according to me? Life is friends and family. Cause they've been there with me throughout. Through thick and thin, they've helped me make it through. Whether it was a scratch from a fall, or a heartbreak. They've been there. I love them.

And from now on, this is going to be my area. My thoughts. My feelings. My life.

So basically, ME.