To That Man…


You were alright, just not capable enough to love me like I do! Fair enough. You did what you thought was right for you, and in the long run, for me as well..! I understand, you did what you had to do. I understand, how bad and guilty you must have felt (for a while)…😛

You have all the right in the world to remain happy, in every possible way. You made a choice and prioritized yourself over others and I appreciate it. People often forget that the most important person in their lives is, them, and you of all, had the guts to sacrifice others’ emotions for YOU. You did the right thing.;)

I just want to Thank You… Not for ” what you did made me a whole new person crap”, but for those few days of cloud 9 happiness you gave me….Today, I want to Thank You, for all your love & support, for all the respect & encouragement, for all the blushing and butterfly in the stomach moments. Thankyou.:D

Some relations teach us what not we want in near future, but what I had with you, taught me what I do want. Thankyou. Obviously, I don’t know what is coming in our lives, but I hope that someday, you’ll have the ‘forever’ feeling with someone, whom you’ll never want to let go. Because all that I know, you made me happy & someday someone will make you feel the same…:)

You’re a free spirit, and you always make yourself the priority, which is the best thing to do in this selfish world. 

A perfect dream-reality it was and the best of all….Thankyou!.:D


Hopeless Love 💔

​That’s when it hit me; when I was sitting on the hospital bench, collecting every strength that I’d left because I had that exact accident, again. I had lived that horrifying tale again, moreover I had survived it. 

The bench was empty, the breeze was cold, the faces were unknown and I was all alone.

 And that’s when it hit me; I was about to give up on everything but my mind never allowed it. And there began the battle of mind & heart, all over again.

 ( this time I let my mind conquer it)…

Two times of accident & two times of heartbreak, changes everything in a person and his life.The second time of anything trembles you from within.

 That second time dent on my face and the second time scar on my heart that he left, made me a whole new person.

I never gave up on love, I will never do that, because I don’t believe that love is stupid.I believe, its wise and immortal. I still have that love for that man, I still hope for ‘someday’, but everytime I think this kind of reckless shit, my mind controls it and brings me back to reality.

I might not hope for love in future, but I still have hope for that Love I have for that man I truely loved, or may be I still do !

I am not foolish to think that way, because if an accident can happen twice, with exact same personifications, like its ONE, then who knows, that “lost love” of mine can come along again. And just like the second replica of the accident, it might harm less this time! I mean, what are the odds?!

Its the life of an hopeless romantic, who when loves someone with all true essence, loves them for eternity…….❤❤❤💔💔


Taking Time 💭

Writing is an exceptional art, that doesn’t come easily to you. To write is to worship words. We go inside the crossward paths of our heart and soul, we search for every possible way to create history through our words, yet we fail sometimes and still we try harder each day….💎📝

Writing needs peace of mind.It requires all the efforts together. The mind and soul  creating something new everytime, is a task parallel to meditation. 

I am just trying to get better with words, with life and with literature, so that I can pour better experiences in this jar of wisdom. 😌:D

Just trying to be more shagadelic ,with words as well… ;)😇