Growing old

“Grow old with me, the best is yet to be. The last of life, for which the first was made” Lines by Robert Browning.

We all may have come across these lines in our life. But how many us have actually known the meaning of it. For some it takes a pretty tragic moment to realize the meaning, by the time you realize it you might have lost the person itself. God forbid those situations. So don’t wait for the realization to struck you and there is no coming back. Go out front and be open about your feelings. Go out front and be open about yourself. Be honest and truthfully accept your flaws and perfections. Dont hesitate to share the same with your loved one  that special one so that when you hit that tragic moment you leave with no regrets but rather with a full joyful heart.

Never take time for granded. Live the moment and don’t ever wait for the right time. Who knows you ll be there to see it or not???

Streak of Light

you are there in my brain….!!!!!
as a thin stray of memory……
but not more in my heart…!!!!!

the space is not your’s any more….
but left open with hope…..!!!!!

as a thin streak of light….
cutting the morning fog….
that someone will come…!!!!!
to cut out that thin stray….
with the sharp streak…

free from your memories…!!!!
free from your thoughts…!!!!

i live…….
a life with no burdens….
a life with no conditions…
a life with no restrictions….
a life with no priorities……

funky studs….

my new smiley stud…. cool na…..

again a smiley stud…..

the angry bird stud……

finally the iron heart stud……

i waits

I’m there,
At his feet,
With loud crys.
Making a chaos,
But………
His eyes,
Never saw me.
I, left behind,
Uncared and unheard.
At last,
My chance,
But…..
The board,
Caught me eyes,
“Closed For Today”
It said.
I waited,
And waited,
But….
Nor did the board move…..
I’m waiting,
Still……..

Love is to think about so…

Love is to think about someone else more times in a day
than you think about yourself.