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A normal human girl... A lover of words... A romantic in and outside... A dreamer she happens to be... A reader, so deep she happens to be that she sometimes forgets that its just books and not real life....

One of the weirdest Girl you'll come across... A Fun bomb she indeed is...

You can give her a diamond ring, she might forget you as soon its shine dims.... but give her a book, she'll remember you forever...


Friday, March 23, 2012

A Ramble

Its been since sometime that I spend time on writing. I have no reason for that expect my laziness to point out. But now that the veil of laziness has lifted off, at least for the time being, I decided to blog about this and that. This post is nothing more than some rambling...



Sitting under that trees, bathed in the evening breeze, and the light waves of the setting sun painting the picture golden yellow, my thoughts traveled lightning fast. I know I have no right to feel lonely, especially when I have friends who loves me a bundle. And I am doing exactly what I wanted to so. But still something pulls me from behind. Its like a lover's caresses left somewhere in between...

Everybody keeps inquiring what had overcame me? You face is overflowing by  grief, they says. How can I answer such a question? when I myself is ignorant about the same. I do not know the reason.... or rather I fail in knowing what leaves me feeling low. I know I had been feeling low since a while, but to point out the exact reason is not possible.... 

Thoughts like this flashed in and around my mind... I was not aware about the time passing... Neither about the people who stopped to stare at me... I was aware about nothing other than this feeling that was overwhelming me....For a while I was detached from this earthy chores....

Somewhere around me the chirruping of the birds, on the way back to their nest, shook me from my thoughts. Shaking off the reminiscence of the thoughts I slowly stood up from my bed of grasses. After donning a long breathless glance at the sky getting lost in the twilight, and a sigh following the attire, I waked back, still trying to decipher 
where did I lost what... 

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Dream




Last night i had a dream
i was flying on the wings of melancholy
floating above the realm of pain
the dew of bygones
kissed me soft, like a moth's whisper
the little splendors of happiness
wrapped me in their cocoons...
showering me with flowers
carnations, roses, lilies and many more...
I stood there in a casket of wonder....
A smile all the while, on my face...