Thursday, 12 December 2013


"I love you, till death do us part"
were lines that I once had read.
It spoke of undying affection,
love was what it said.

It spoke of trials, these lines above,
yet with silver linings in between.
It spoke of hardships, toils and troubles
and all that had been.

But if you think about these lines
spoken from depths of hearts,
You would see that these lines
were broken from the start.

When in love, though trials there may be,
they are never trials of love;
for if love is true and love is pure,
there can be nothing above.

With you in my head...

Has no one told you that you're perfect? For the last one year I have been observing you from a distance. I fell for you the moment I saw you - didn't know your name or who you were. But you were different from the rest of them. You still are special. I remember the first time you called out my name; remember looking around and seeing if it really was you. I still remember walking up to you with confidence but had my heartbeats so fast. And has no one ever told you that you’re beautiful? You make me swoon every time you smile. But I’m everything that you are not- a coward, a nerd, a bookworm. I can’t look you in the eye. What’s worse is that I can’t even tell you all this. It’s not the fear of rejection that holds me back, but it’s the fear of how it will end. It is the fear of getting hurt, once again, that stops me. What if you get tired of me? What if you get bored? For I am the last person anybody would want to spend time with. I can’t talk properly to people; at least not without hurting them. Growing up alone has its own disadvantages. And you will find thousands like me out there. But where will I find someone like you? So, I guess that’s how it should be left, because some things are not meant to be said. You’ll go your way and I will go mine, and our ways do not cross. But all I want you to know is that no matter what you do or where you are, you will always be in my prayers. And if life gives you something that you have always dreamed of having, just think about me, just once. That would make me the happiest person in this world. 

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

College Student

I have known starvation and gluttony. I have known wealth and poverty. I have known the feeling of a warm ocean breeze on my skin as I sit in the sun-setting beach with the ones I love around me as I have known the numbness in midwinter with nothing but a thin layer of cloth on my bare back. I have known the feeling of immortality as I have survived three earth-changing disasters by a hairs’ breath as I have known the feeling of dread as I have waited for the demise of not only my own life, but also of those dearest to me. I have woken to the melodious voice of my parents in more than one blessed occasion as I have woken in a cold sweat many a nights, trembling from nameless fears. I have felt the need of solitude and dark as I have felt the pleasure of company and light. I have travelled the four corners of Asia – from the bustling slums to the thriving metropolitans. I have known the pains of luxury and the bliss of a simple life. I have found my other half in unattainable royalty at the same time as making soul-mates of the less endowed. Yet I keep on living as each day comes to an end, I keep on living as each hope comes to an end and I will keep on living as each of my fears come to an end.

Red Silhouette