Doctrina de me

Feb 13, Hyderabad, India. It has been 3 days since they spoke to each other. She could not bear the distance between them anymore. He always liked it, when she wrote for him. With loads of love in her heart and all their beautiful unhampered memories recalled, she started off writing... "..... She burst out into tears, He took her into his arms and she lost all the fears" Ending her poem that way, tears rolled, but this time with a smile on the lips. She was vexed being a secret all her life. You think love is interesting? So did she. She got her answers. Those infinite unanswered questions vanished with that single answer he gave. She's got this smile when he spoke those 3 magical words, "I LOVE YOU". But deep inside sadness crept in, that she'll get hurt just like in the past.  For her, love had been a dark room, filled with nothing but darkness. She's sitting in the corner, with a tiny ray of light trying to touch her feet. She's

Mom, the word itself is a comfort zone. Just when I was about to start writing, I walked through this timeline. Right from when I was born.  0 year old It's all blurred, you barely feel things. By the time you actually realize whats happening around, you're crying. Crying at your highest pitch and at that moment, probably the only moment where you can sense this woman smiling, watching you cry. Isn't it beautiful? You actually  made your mom happy just by landing on this earth. How old are you? Probably 10 mins by the time she holds you. That's your first achievement, my friend.  I love you mom. 💓 1 year old Look at you crawling all over the house. Have you ever seen a mom actually ignoring the kid? Never! Not even in her dreams is she going to do that. You're her rockstar, those tiny teeny gibberish words you spell are the lullabies to her. Just before you think you're losing the fight against gravity, she's there to hold you from falling down. In sho

Not everyday you get surprises. Not everyday you get to talk nice. Not everyday you get flattered. Not everyday you get to go on a date. 6:30 was the time she left. Since then he could listen even the ticks of the seconds hand in his watch. Just when he thought he could leave the office, he gets a mail saying, “complete this ASAP”. Neither was Usain Bolt his favorite athlete, nor was he into sports but his fingers typed so fast that even he thought his keyboard would break in a while. Infatuation took over his mind. The very idea of meeting her alone was getting him all excited. 6:40 He calls her telling that he’s stuck in the office and would be a bit late. In a sweet voice “It’s okay” she said. Of Course, it ought to be sweet when a guy likes a girl that badly. “Fuck this shit”, he screamed (in his mind) and packed his bag as soon as he is done. With a smiling face bidding goodbye to his colleagues in the office he started running as soon as he stepped out of the office.

"Sorry, I offended you a lot already!", his message read. He couldn't flirt with her anymore. "I can't do this anymore" shouted his consciousness. Vexed with his own negative mindset he s witched his phone off, threw it aside and went into thoughts. He went back to the time when he had a wonderful conditional relationship which had no conditions. He likes looking back into his past.  Really? He likes it? NO!  It was her, she really taught him the meaning of a "meaningful past" . She was a medical student. He always respected doctors, but he started loving this one. Just like in the movies, his date was setup by his common friend. They slowly started liking each other. The chemistry between them looked as if they were scripted for one of his Romantic love stories, but little did he know his life would be like one of the stories he is going to write. Oh, he was a great writer by the way. They got close as two hesitant hearts but parted like

        Every morning it has become his routine. He wakes up, looks at his mobile and smiles like an idiot. I asked him, "what was it?" He says there's this girl who fascinates him the most, the sight of her puts a smile on his face. "Thanks to the inventor of Instagram", he laughed away with a blush.         That's how it started. Mad about zodiacs, he kept checking how compatible they we re. A Libra and a Taurus. Compatibility-check. Went forward started following her on Instagram. "❤1" came a notification in his smartphone. She not just accepted his follow request, she actually liked his picture. 172 was the pulse-rate. "That's how it feels, when your crush actually starts liking you" he blushed. Isn't it just another random like on Instagram? :P Two days passed and he came running to me. "We just became friends on Facebook :D" I'm sure he had 32 teeth, God that grin he had! So it's sup

Date: 24th December, 2015 My love,      It's been so long since we met. In the first place, I'm sorry dear I abandoned you for about an year.  I have been missing you a lot since the day I left you. I never got the chance to tell you that, no matter what happens next I'll never be anything but grateful to you.      You and I, together, we can make magic. We are a perfect match. I love you because you bring the best out of me. You never give up on me and that's what keeps me going. You are the reason, I knew what beauty is! Your point of view was always right, I envy you for that. I can be myself when I am with you. Even in darkness it was you, who showed me what the world around looks like.       I've read somewhere that "In French you don't really say I miss you . You say tu me manques  which means you'll be missed by me " I love that. Rather than saying I missed you, I need to say you are a part of me, you are essential for my being.