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It was a month and a week since we’ve been in a relationship. We just had a month anniversary on Wednesday. With you the relationship was amazing, no day I can think of when you didn’t make me believe more in how beautiful love can be . Now after 6 months, I say that I wish I have said it back then. I was not just immature , not just silly , not just lost , I was crazy to take that long to finally be able to realize. I still remember the day, a normal coffee after tiring lectures, and how foolishly you put all your feelings upfront, (Yeah, you are foolish to fall for somebody like me, somebody who takes this long to figure out if he’s in love, guess my momma is right about me, that I am too slow at things, I couldn’t agree more, I’ll stop defending myself, once and for all) you were foolish to make that coffee into a date all of a sudden, but I am glad you confessed your feelings for me that day, or dumb me would never have realized how good you are at loving somebody and ex...

  Hi everyone, this time, let's talk about something typical this time "Life", but in a different way this time, give it a go...   To   many of the people   life   is a journey , to some it’s a   flowing water . While to some it is an elevated version of a   somebody else's life . Sometime it's a   flying bird   to someone and a   caged one   to other, it's a question with limitless answers and with scope of infinity. But, when you think of mending your life and expressing it as some other whole new story, what it would be?   Will it be a   falling leaf   of an old tree, or a   young drop of water   resting on some leaf. Will it be   a clay   with millions of possibilities to become, or   a stone   carved into everlasting something.   A child   with whole life ahead or   an old   wrinkled person bedridden because of some incurred illness.   A new plane ...

Here’s an usual thing that keeps happening now and then, but there’s something unusual too… Mornings were sunny , when you use to wait for me to get to school, I use to get both of us into trouble by running late every time, and we both get scolded almost every time. Afternoons were warm but comfortable , when you use to keep the table unoccupied for me, even if you find yourself into a quarrel for that. Evenings were cold and dark, but with you taking me to that favorite park of mine, walking a mile with me, even if your legs hurt in sleep, with you in dark I felt bold . Nights were quiet and shush , but with you helping me out with homework and getting this lazy ass to do tons of homework with that ease, shush were meaningful than a meaningless clatter . That immature childhood , with maturity of care, compassion, empathy, affection , and childhood with maturity of clueless love , we carved plans for future. I always wanted to own my a café, which you helped me to build ...

Here's a small story, its more of a thought I had lately which I thought I should be sharing... Don't forget to comment your thoughts... :) . . Life’s a stage, where we all entered alone, Some are sweet, some sour, they laugh & moan. Tonight, we have a costume contest, All were wearing witches and monster’s. Passing through the lobbies, where I carved my hobbies, Somebody put their arm across my shoulder. Said ‘ Tonight is costume contest, didn’t you know ’, Adding, ‘ look, I got Frankenstein, what about you? ’. Said ‘ why you are not trying the contest? ’, I said, ‘ because, I have no costume. ’ A thought passed my mind, so quick it did wind. In this world of fakes, For one’s sake, Some costume we make, For other, a different one we take. The wardrobe one I have is full, Some are synthetic, some natural as wool, I don’t know, where I get more, I can’t dump old, some are special, some chore. Well, I entered the stage with no suit, They gazed so...

When My Thoughts Rhyme . Before you read, i guess you should know 'aegis' is a kind body armor...  Here you go, don't forget to comment and share if you like it . . . What have we seen...? What have we been...? The beauty of eternity, Locked away, covered by our sins... We live for own sake, For own pleasure, for own good, The devil it holds, the human it rinse... The good we do, yet Sometimes, little evil we sue... People often say, "there is no humanity left", Well, it never left, neither gave-up on us, Like mid-day moon, unseen but there, solid as aegis Sometimes we find it hard accepting, As the people we lean upon & glad of having, It happens to be not mutual, a little tremble is all to see, But this is life, way of living... Finding the human we lost, the path... The path might be freezing, you may end up sick,  Here's for the one who dream, as foolish as they may seem, It...

When you love someone, you want to fight for it, you want to put everything at stake, and you just do it . Sometimes against the world, sometimes you fight with yourself, sometimes with them. But what about when I just want to stop. What about when I just want to love , either i am sick of 'fighting things'or i am fond of love , I don't know, but sometimes, I just ignore the stuffs I feel can invoke a fight, just to avoid a fight. Sometimes i don't want to clear the mess just because, anything but a fight is what i don't want . I just want to make myself understood, i want to clear the mess, but i drown them off. Sometimes I want to speak up, when i can't say it on the face so text helps, but ' the backspace ' understands more than he do, it keeps my secret. All I say is " I love you " & yeah, it's a dawn, it could have been a dawn in hell but it ain't. I walk pass, love is absolute , I walk quiet, love is glorious . All t...