The First Kiss…

Here we are again

Just you and me

Standing face to face

The raindrops falling around us.

Here we go again

You’re staring right through me

Your eyes feel like they’re

Caressing my soul.

You take my hand

And take my breath away

I fall into your arms

This is where I belong.

I feel your warmth

A bit more closer now

Would you let me in

Let me touch your heart.

Our hands entwined

Your breath is tracing my face

Then ever so slowly

Your lips are on mine.

Those feather light touches

Those sweet nothings whispered 

That moment of passion

That taste of your lips on mine.

Oh how can I forget

That first time

The first time we kissed

The first time we lived.

Would You?

Would you still love me

if I told you I wasn’t perfect.

Would you hold me tight

if I told you I was weak.

Would you wrap me in your arms

and tell me I’m alright.

Would you let my tears stain your shirt

when your arms are what I seek.

Would you steal away my pain

and help me heal this broken heart.

Would you whisper sweet nothings

just to see me smile.

Would you stay with me forever

and never let me fall apart.

Would you still love me

if I told you I was damaged beyond repair.

Would you still love me

or just let me go.

Would you be there for me

I wish there was a way to know..

Very Inspiring Blogger Award from Meiro…

I am really honored to receive this award from Meiro this is her link..

http://meirozavian.wordpress.com/

She is a very inspiring blogger herself and I am honored to be nominated by her 🙂

Here are my nominations for this award….

http://myexpwithsanity.com/

http://deanjbaker.wordpress.com/

http://shawnrjones12.wordpress.com/

http://depressionexists.com/

The Rules are:

1. Display the award logo on your blog.
2. Link back to the person who nominated you.
3. State 7 things about yourself.
4. Nominate 15 other bloggers for this award and link to them.
5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination and the award’s requirements.

Seven things about myself…..

1.I am a medical student.

2.I love chocolates.

3.I’ve always wanted to visit Germany someday.

4.Winter is my favourite season, I really love the snow 🙂

5.I am highly allergic to dust.

6.Sometimes I get a bit claustrophobic.

7.I’m in love with the Harry Potter series, practically cried after reading the last book.

So thank you Meiro once again for this award and a very Merry Christmas to everyone!!!!

Love and Other Things

Desires, that are hard to ignore,

Sorrows, are in thousands galore,

Love, and there is no one to pour,

Heart, and so many scratches on door,

Forever, the word seems so small,

Heights of everything, I am afraid to fall,

Mistakes, done on your every call,

Anger, and I have so much to gall,

Misconception, widely accepted,

Changes,that are never expected,

Feelings, so brutally rejected,

Loneliness, but still connected…

This is something I wrote with my bff..she is a sweet heart and this post is dedicated to her 🙂

One Day…

One day you’ll miss me the way I missed you.

One day you’ll need me the way I needed you.

One day you’ll cry for me the way I cried for you.

One day you’ll love me but I will not love you…

Are Ghosts Real???

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy. – Hamlet (1.5.166-7), Hamlet to Horatio

Sometimes we experience things which cannot be explained by mere science or our knowledge of the world as it is. These are the things which many of us like to ignore or consider as a delusion. I’ve never been a firm believer in such supernatural happenings but a recent incident made me to question my beliefs.

We have an ancestral home that belonged to my great-grandmother once. She died about twelve years ago leaving the house to one of my uncles. The house stayed abandoned for nearly a decade when a few months back he decided to finally sell the place. He found some buyers who bought the house and got it renovated before moving in.

Few weeks later my uncle got a call from the family saying that sometimes they saw an old woman in a white dress sitting in a far corner of their living room. She wouldn’t say anything or do anything, just sat there looking into nothingness. What actually amazed all of us was the fact that they had never seen or heard about my great-grandmother but the description they gave of the apparition they saw matched perfectly with her.

It was obvious she didn’t mean any harm but her sighting alone was scary for the new family. My uncle hypothesized that maybe her soul got restless after the renovation work since the living rom where she was seen used to be her bedroom once. The family got the house purified or something by a priest and now they claim that they don’t see her anymore.

I was shocked after I heard this story since I’ve never believed in the supernatural,  but now I don’t know what to believe in. Have you ever experienced something like this? Do you believe in ghosts? What is your take on the supernatural?

Dear Diary…

My entries from a harder time…

Dear Diary,

                   I’m ashamed. Ashamed of having done something I vowed never to do. I can’t even look myself in the eyes. I’ve always pegged myself to being a strong-willed person, but it all got shattered the moment I gave in to the guilty pleasures of temptation. Yes, I tried cutting myself today. Nothing serious I promise you,but I’m still guilty of trying.

I know you are the only one who won’t judge me. I confess I did wrong and I realise that now but I just couldn’t help it. This feeling of helplessness is too much for me to take. I’ve tried so hard to fight this, to come out strong, but it’s like I keep spiralling down the same void. It feels like ages since I last smiled a smile  that I didn’t have to fake.

The funny part is, it didn’t feel good at all. I had imagined I would feel liberated, peaceful even but it was just the opposite. Now I feel like an idiot to have even attempted such a feat. My subconscious reprimands me for being so reckless, for not thinking about my family or friends. I feel like I was being selfish, just thinking about myself, my pain and my release.

Sorry is all that I have left to say now, to myself and my God. I swear I will never do something like that again. If only there was a way to ease my suffering, to stop this hurt once and for all. If only…

The Hurt Chronicles#7

My Apologies

I’m sorry that I loved you,
I’m sorry that I cared.
I’m sorry you didn’t give a damn,
If I had known, I wouldn’t have dared.

I’m sorry for supporting you,
I’m sorry for being a friend.
I’m sorry you saw me as an available resource,
You gave me scars that will never mend.

I’m sorry for being your shadow,
I’m sorry for sharing your pain.
I’m sorry you preferred to betray me,
You were the drug that kept me sane.

I’m sorry for not seeing the real you,
I’m sorry for being so blind.
I’m sorry for overlooking your faults in love,
Was I so out of my mind.

So here I stand, face-to-face,
I’m taking all I gave.
You were right, I’m guilty of trusting you,
This shame I’ll take to my grave.
Hence, my apologies….

When Opposites Attack

Have you ever had the feeling when you realised that the things that got you attracted to a person before are the same things that drive you up the wall now? How his eccentric behaviour that swept you off your feet, now gets under your skin? If you are the victim of the same cause, then you are not alone. I know women who after years of being in a perfectly happy relationship,wake up one morning saying, “Really? Him? Out of all the people I could have dated I had to choose him? What the hell was I thinking?”

Now I know it is human nature to be attracted to the people who are different from us, it is a way to complete the things that we find missing in ourselves. Still I don’t think it works in the long run. According to me we should be with a person who shares the same perception towards life and has similar dreams and aspirations. I think that way both partners may be able to help each other through the ups and downs of life. Isn’t that what compatibility is all about?

It is true that when we meet a person that is poles apart from us there is instant attraction, like moths to a flame. But how long is that attraction going to last? There will be a time when those differences you once boasted of become the common subject for everyday conflicts.

What are your views? How true is the “opposites attract” theory according to you ?

My Savior..

During the lowest points of my life when I was badly into depression, I remember reading this poem by William Ernest Henley. He wrote this poem in the hospital where he was being treated for tuberculosis. He was very young at that time and his foot had been amputated shortly before he wrote this. The fact that he never gave up on life and kept fighting with all his might truly inspired me. This poem was what made me want to get over my insecurities and pull myself  out of my depression. So I wanted to share it with you guys hoping it will help people who are going through the same phase that I did. 🙂

Invictus

By William Ernest Henley

Out of the night that covers me,

      Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

      For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

      I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

      My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

      Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

      Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

      How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

      I am the captain of my soul.