Her mom's almonds keep her remembering unwanted memories, hitting her with memory torrents..
Amnesia came to her rescue, bringing a smile on her crying face..
#almonds #memories #amnesia #smile
Today I planted a tree in your honor,
knowing my love for you;
not knowing if you're somewhere there;
never knowing if you ever listened;
never knowing if you knew,
of my love for you;
but I loved you all the same,
My Mango Tree, that too, never in vain.
You existed as a forever truth,
I never thought you'll go,
never like every inanimate object,
but hey! you're living too.
Even when they disagree, you're a friend;
I do cherish all our moments together,
in memories that are engraved forever,
in my mind, just like you.
I knew to be immortal in my life time,
you never gave me the chance,
to bid you Adieu;
never the chance to care for you,
even when I wanted to,
but hey! tha...
I remember seeing you
for the first time,
you with your rosy cheeks
and this winning smile,
I learned about your habits
and your favourite novels,
the secrets you kept hidden
deep down in the bottles,
I learned how your skin
feels against mine
and about the songs
that make your eyes shine,
only then, after all this time
I could truly see you,
see that you’re unique
and what I feel, too.
the memories you sowed
into my soul have grown
into flowers of poetry.
I have been continuously advocating and dictating myself to put you as a memory,
Yet, missing you is something I do by reflex, effortlessly.
Dear the one that got away,
One day, life will whisper to you about the fatal impact and the turbulence she faced after you left her
In that moment, you will realize how truly meaningful you are to her yet she survived the catastrophe and soar high
You will watch and feel how she still possesses the same tender heart you deeply love and adore yet you feared, which for so long love you to infinity
Your absence destroyed her, but she continues to reborn again.
Just a Saturday and a Sunday left between us before we get to see each other on Monday. Though it has just been over a month since I came back from your place but the period away from you has been strange, to say the least. The moments we spent together have been etched in my mind and needless to say, were really special. I have always been a very private person and have always fiercely guarded my personal life but with you I shared so many incidents of my life which I had never shared with anyone before (even my parents) and believe me, I don't think I will ever share these things with anyone else in the future. I know you shared a lot of your hidden memories of the past with me t...
Whenever I feel I'm deprived
When I feel I need you back
I close my eyes, I let the lights dim
And the first glimpse I catch
Is that of YOU.......
A week before me and my sister, we went to a temple to worship.
I was resistant at first because I didn't wanted to go anywhere but went somehow.
As we entered I saw a little kid there, barefooted, muddy hands and messed up hairs and smiling like an angel!
I looked at him and just smiled back.
I was praying to the God closing my eyes, and when opened them I saw that kid squashing a banana in his little palms. His mother, who was a kind of worker there, a server maybe, she scolded him and pushed him away from that place.
That kid went numb for a micro second and started laughing again.
As we were returning from there i saw him following me with his little feet and i bid him bye bye.
I wrote t...
U think that I don't miss u...
U think that I don't remember u...
For I have started to cherish
someone else's memories...
But I remember everything.....
Maybe sometimes it's just alright
to be broken at times...
Maybe sometimes it's just alright to knock at the wrong door; the feeling
of being rejected and dejected...
Maybe it was neither your mistake
Maybe it's just alright to not find
u at times...
But I just wish that some day we
might meet n laugh like there is
no world around us...
Sometimes I even wish to become
Do u know why?.... because birds have no boundaries....
Today I will not be philosophising about a certain aspect of your life or our life. This, however, is not deliberate. This was just one of those days when I was unable to think beyond a particular moment. And that moment happened last month - 24th April - when I left your hometown and a bagful of happy moments and memories with you. Moments which I treasure till date and will always in the years to come.
Those 3 (Yes, they were 3 for me even if you always called them as 2!) days were the best I had spent away from my home. The sweet moments and sweet nothings we exchanged are now deeply embedded in my conscience. But it was 24th which showed me how life can be away from you and ...
सफर था, कट गया,
यादें हैं, रह जाएंगी।
It was a journey, it passed,
But memories will remain forever.
As I breathe in the fresh spring air, I begin to remember the past springs when I was a child, I remember the adventures we would go on. And how you were always there. But now that you are gone, those memories are starting to fade away. And eventually they won't be there anymore. And neither will you.
Nobody knows but..
I saw him
I knew I would
It took my breath away
Life stood still
My eyes were locked
All I wanted to do was shout..
My stomach burned
My heart stopped..
Only once have I felt that before..
Heald my breath without knowing..
Everyone else disappeared
Magic flashed in my mind..
All I could think was "Beautiful "...
And watch as he faded away
In that second I had my answer ....
The stars won't shine the same ever again
The 18th of May is National Notebook Day. We'd love to celebrate this day.
So if you still remember your first notebook ever, write a short letter about what you wrote in your first notebook. What makes that notebook special? Does it bring back memories?
Tag your letter 'WIW' (why I write). And leave a comment below when you're done.
Open and bare.
Loose and purposeless.
They stare back at me.
The only thing left to look at
Is the canvas-like walls.
That the more I stare are rebuses.
Even though the canvas stays empty,
Memories are painted on.
Uncovered and revived.
Meant to be left behind,
But I'd rather bring them along.
That moment when Facebook reminds you to share memories but you damn busy making new ones!!