Musings : #13

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Musings : #12

 One sided love is the best form of love. It is the purest of this torturous feeling called love. Why? Because it is that kind of love for which you don’t need to be in a relationship. It is you and only you who has the authority over it and you don’t need that someone to be with you for it. It is love and only love. There is no fear of losing, no jealousy, no conscience involved and most importantly, there is no fear of getting hurt coz you are already hurt. There is no making a fool of yourself begging love from that someone. It is just acceptance that you have fallen deeply, madly for that lucky someone and there is no scope of getting out. 

It’s okay to be in this kind of love. Afterall, it’s okay to just love.

Our Story

 Tell me a story 

Where we last

We don’t hold on 

With fragile threads .

Tell me a story 

Where we don’t end up 

Hurting each other 

In our egoistic ways. 

Tell me a story 

Where you love me 

And I don’t have to resort 

In a hopeless delusion of love. 

Musings: #11

“When I decided to fall in love for the first time, people said love was tough. But I decided not to believe them; somehow you seemed to make it easier.

When we fought for the first time, people said love ended in tears. I chose to deny that; you had just planted a big smile on my face and there was no way you would turn it into tears.

When you broke my trust for the first time, people said love ended in heartbreaks. Mine won’t: I was sure. That was just a folly and you won’t repeat it.

When you picked others over me, people said love doesn’t revolve around chances. I didn’t pay any heed. You said I was your world and how could one not chose his world over others?

And the when we drifted apart, people said it was the end. Somehow, I still couldn’t believe them. You had just said “I love you” and it kept echoing in my ears…until you decided to let me go.”

The Rain

I wished for the raindrops

To fall on my face

Drench my eyes

And cover up my tears.

 

For it all felt the same

The night we were

That clouded night

When the sky wasn’t starry.

 

And we both awaited

The music to our dance

With puddles beneath us,

We twirled,

Sashaying ourselves

With the rain that fell.

 

Now as I smell the earth,

Watch the sky lighten with thunder,

All I can think of is you

And the promises that weren’t true.

Musings: # 10

“Dear Girls,

The truth is, you are not enough. You are not the most beautiful girl around, you are not the smartest scholar, you are not the coolest chick around, you are not the sweetest lark around and most importantly, you cannot always satisfy everyone. Even for the ones who claim to love you, there will be some void that you won’t fill. So, that’s the story.

So what now? Frankly, beat it. Just fucking beat it. No matter what you do, there will be some flaw or the other. They might assume you to be selfish, label you as greedy; but you know who you are. And if they are high ambitious and not persuaded with you, let them live their lives and chase whoever the hell perfectionist they wished to be with. You don’t need to chase them around. You don’t have to prove yourself always. You are who you are, unique and precious. So just be the girl you are and someone with eyes who can appreciate the real you will come around.”

Eggs Benedict

It proudly holds three of the ingredients that I love : eggs, beacon and butter. This obviously makes for a guilty pleasure on a cheat day…