I wish I could sit with you under the maple trees at Victoria again…

And watch you playing with your chords, weaving magic…

I wish you could tease me with your fingers once again

And stroke away the hair strands from my forehead

I wish you could look at me while you build your castles in air…

And hold my hand tightly…

Never to let go.

I wish I could lie on your lap once again…

And read a book…

Or watch the light slowly fade away from the sky.

I wish I could star-gaze with you tonight…

…watch the moon…

or sip the dewdrops..

I wish I could explore the Lake with you again

…find out nooks and corners…

…spend few heated seconds…

Sick of “mmuaahh”s and “XXX”s...

Want the real stuff.

Am I really in love with you?

Or do I just admire you like crazy, the hard-hitting, ass-kicking, head-over-heels kinda way?

Or maybe you are just the best thing that ever happened to me?

Hmm…

Red was your love, my friend. Red was your pain.

And in this red I find myself drenched again.

Suffering through a valley of sighing mortals,

Your betrayal shines through-a beacon of hope;

With your glory, I try to paint my mural,

Till no longer can I take it on my own.

You were supposed to run beside me my friend

Even when I outrun you, even at the night’s end.

But now that the Age of the Dewdrops is past,

Will you paint your rainbow in my mind?

Now that my vision is blurring out so fast

Will you gaze the galaxies with me tonight?

And now I’m heading back to earth,

Don’t tempt me back again

And if I rush back into your arms

Through a field of yellow poppies

Don’t blame me for the rain…

For ages I have been trying to live upto people’s expectations. It just aint working anymore. Family, friends, society. When can I start being the real me? According to mom, financial security is the fastest and sole key to self-independence. But whatever she says I know for sure that I wont ever be able to get out of the burdens of her aspirations. Did I ever really want to be an engineer? Never. Then what the hell am I doing? I have sacrificed my whole life for your happiness, ma. Though I’m not sure anymore that whether it was what you wanted out of me or what u wanted to prove to other people about me. It would be so much better if you had just accepted this moronic daughter of yours just the way she is. Sometimes I feel that maybe you did the right thing, but at the end of the day I have to come to terms with the fact that my true calling lies somewhere else. And I’m yet to discover it. But nevertheless even after my series of failures at every field I cannot but help being ecstatic. Though I don’t have any reason to but still i feel special. I know I’m God’s favorite child and that’s not going to change ever. He’s shown me the beauties of the world, I can proudly say that I have lived my life. I’m not part of a rat-race and never will be. I’ll attain success on my own free-terms, and that success will be of my own; no one will be able to take it away from me.

Few hard facts..jus gotta come to terms with-

1. You are not a writer (sob!!)…oh but I so wanna be one!!!

2. Need to work on your looks…hightime!!!

3. Get a decent wardrobe for God’s sake!!! And throw out all the junk.

4. Engineering may not be your thing.. But then you are not givin’ it your 100% are u?

5. They are your friends. No, you cannot treat them like shit.

6. DIET, you pregnant bitch!!

7. Hot chocolate isn’t all that great K

8. You’re kinda dumb!! (big surprise!!)

9. You’re great at pretending to be smart though.

10. You are not at all a good person.