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Don’t fall in love with your friends

It’s so difficult to not to fall in love with your friends.

I used to think friendships become stronger over years. That the bond gets stronger one year at a time. But it’s not like that. It just happens. It might even happen on your first waffle together or just a walk.
I would say, be with people who invest in you, invest in your happiness. Sometimes being soulmates doesn’t mean that you get to marry each other, have babies and live a life together. There’s more to soulmates, even friends can be soulmates. When you know that you’ll be there for each other, no matter what. What else do you need. 

There’s nothing sweeter in this world than your friends calling your name, your friends who are proud to have you. And these are the best kind of people. When you’re having a bad day, just hangout with them, share a thought and feel loved and just okay. 

Truth is, so many people are in love and are not together and so many people are not in love and together. But, friendships sort all. It’s the parachute which helps you fall smoothly in love with your friends.

Life is like climbing. And in life there are peaks and valleys. Sometimes you’re at top and sometimes you get stuck in the valley. Love is a hope, a feeling that there’s no valley. Love can over power anything and can make you do unbelievable things.

Love is like wings of happiness, flying you through mountains of hope.

And when you’re in love with your friends, it’s like the ocean in a summer day, calm and relaxing, that’s how I feel. All the beautiful memories they add up to. 

So, go grab a cup of coffee in this chilly weather with them because it’s okay to fall in love with your best friends.


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Closer.

Hey guys, so I’ve written this song, it’s like a new version of your favourite song closer. Do read and let me know if you like it. 

Hey. 

I don’t want to be your girlfriend or your best friend.

I don’t want  a tag. 

I just want to be someone whom you cannot replace with anybody else. 

I hate replacements. 

Hey. 

It’s kind of weird to find someone for whom you’re enough.

I don’t know what is going on.

I just know that I don’t want to share you with anybody.

I just want you to be closer to me, closer to my soul. 


Will it be another heartbreak or a disappointment? 

I don’t really know.
But,  I don’t want to know. 

And I don’t even want to think about it. 

I just want the ‘us’ to stay.

I just want you to be closer to me, closer to my soul. 
 


When I see some old happy pictures of mine, 

I wish you were in them with me.

I wish I knew you before. 

I wish we had more time.

I remember telling you this line which I wrote back,  in a poem, 

‘Dance with me till the song lasts’

I don’t know if you did understand my feelings that day.

But that’s how I feel. You make me happy. 

Not just accepting me or calling me pretty. 

But you make me feel closer to myself, closer to God, closer towards truth, closer to hope,

I just want you to be closer to me, closer to my soul. 
 


You make me wonder, how could anybody love me like you do.

How could anybody make me feel like you do. 

I’m always in a want for more. 

Do I even deserve all this?

But like I said, I don’t want to know. 

I don’t like this feeling of getting away from you. 

I don’t want to be replaced. 

I just want to be with you till the clock ticks. 

I just want to dance with you till the song lasts. 

I just want you to be closer to me, closer to my soul

A traveler’s muse

In city, my heart was spread so thin that I wasn’t feeling much of anything.
But there on the cliffs, I realized I was near the end.
My heart swelled and then hurt.

A traveler.
Another city.
A fresh chapter begins.
A new community ebbs and flows around.

It’s people.
Their dreams. And hopes.
The strains of Mozart’s music swim in the air,
Gliding through countryside’s many cafes,
Glistening shores where children play,
Cobbled streets, merging with the silhouette of the 0ld fort.

Time rolls.

Then the new friend became a speck on horizon,
The traveler felt a familiar sadness.

Not a story of enemies.
Not a story of friends.
Just a story of strangers, with some memories.

You know a time when you seek happiness, truth?

Not because you’re lost.
But you’re closer to where you’re meant to be.
That time, you’ll be, your own sun.
You’ll know that you’re made up of sunlight, thunder and fireworks.

No matter how far you travel, you can never run away from home.

You’ve got — roots of innovation and wings of imagination!
Let them grow.


“This is a not-so-obligatory present, wrapped up in 500 words.”
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Someone said, Birthday?

So it happens to occur that yesterday was my birthday, yay.
Here’s my birthday prayer, what I felt, precisely :

Because happiness is true only when shared.
Because life is too short.
And loving more makes you feel alive.
Because laughing out loud,
Brings back the zeal in you.

So never do anything that makes you unhappy.
Because we live each day,
To fill in the blank spaces in life,
With the colors from the kaleidoscope of love.

Yes we are busy, we have priorities,
But just smiling or doing little things for each other,
Can make a lot difference.
Every word has a meaning. And every silence too.
It’s our little world. And you only live once. Mind that.

Yes, we may have ups and downs in life,
Would feel broken. At times shattered.
Nevertheless we try try try,
And we try too hard.
For life shall dance once again.
For if it’s winters, can spring be far behind?

People change, memories don’t.
Birthdays, anniversaries,
Remind us of all the beautiful memories we have had,
With all the souls we pass by, year after year.
And still they bring tears of joy!

Yes, we have got issues, differences,
I may be always annoying to some people,
Or I may find some souls monotonous each day.
Because things change and people leave.
Life doesn’t stop for anybody.

But don’t all we wish a happy ending for each of us?
After all at the end we are just stories!

 

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Did you feel the happiness? 😀 Did you ever smell a memory?

DID YOU HEAR THOSE FOUR WORDS?

But I’d said it to you every day,
In ways you never knew.

It poured over the umbrella,
That I held for you in the rain,
Baked in the cake I made you,
Did you hear those four words?
While it breathes when you held my hand,
In the crowd we were lost
When you got the biggest slice,
And when you told me you loved it,
How I baked it for you twice.

It laughs through the walls of your house,
Which we painted when your mum had gone,
It peeps through the assignment I replaced with mine,
When you had not done.
Did you hear those four words?
In all the pretty things,
We saw together.
It was standing in the shade beside us,
When we waited for the bus to come.

And it waited in all the ways that I would miss you,
Every time that you were gone.
I might not have said those four words,
But it speaks through the belief I have, in you.
And actions speak much louder,
Than anything one can say.

So if you’re really tired of waiting.
For those four words to leave my throat.
All I can say is that, it’s really cold outside,
So, don’t forget your coat.
Did you hear those four words?

For love is not in the words. It’s in the wait.

I say, that those three words, are said too much, they’re not enough.
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Why do we travel?

Why do you travel?
Yes, I travel.
To follow the echo,
Of millions of souls I pass by.

To find new paths.
The scent of the fresh grass calls me every time.
Then the north wind whispers.
The sunshine pleads to cross roads,
And deviate.

To follow the flock of birds,
Here and there.
Flutter by. Changing directions.
To follow the rainbow hues.
To reach great places. Sometimes cramped holes.
To get drenched. Or blown away.
To get welcomed, hugged. Or swayed away by nasty faces.

To make friends. Loads of friends, believe me.
To make them feel good. Feel good about themselves.
Called the favorite part of my journey.
Festivities and grandeur.
Pray together, laugh together.

Beautiful memories, grand feasts, gaily dances.
Weaving together, the tapestry of life.
Painting together, the kaleidoscope of sky.
Creating harmonious symphonies,
We leave our shadows behind.

And then there are good-byes.
The part we can’t omit.
But we promise to meet again.
Somewhere. Some place under a different shade.

So, to travel to find the self.
To travel to find my soul.
To travel, because we are searching for a place that makes one feel home.
To believe, one day I’ll find a place,
A place which is worth calling home.
That day I’ll stop. No more travel. Promise.

Yes, I travel.
I get lost.
Yet, I travel.

We all do, on this face of earth.
If not as a poet, then as a poem.

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Don’t you travel?

“Not all those who wander are lost.”
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

Wrote a little folks, hope you like it.

Travel far enough.
Not to find yourself. but to remember who you’ve been all along.

Don’t you travel?
We all do.
To soothe the longing ache,
Of your never ending wanderlust.

To discover infinite paths
Which has no leaps and bounds

Day after day, day after day,
To cross seas and rivers
To see the majestic ocean,
Lying idle on the face of earth,
As if admiring the sky.

We bump each other.
Cross paths,
Heading to the same place,
But taking different routes.

I’m not perfect for your journey,
And you’re not perfect for mine,
But  you’re perfect for your journey,
And I’m perfect for mine.

All things both great and small;
To witness.
My destination is a place might be,
But absolutely a new way of seeing things.

May be the end doesn’t matter.
May be the journey matters most.

May be the places doesn’t matter,
May be whom you travel with matters.

So, every day is a journey filled with twists and turns.
Every day, if you smile, you will feel alive!

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Another question, did you ever smell a memory? Do check the blog post and my personal favorite do you write stories?

A ThankYou Note

“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you, and to give thanks continuously.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

On this thanksgiving what I sent my near and dear ones! let me share with you guys. 😉

A TOAST!

To new beginnings.
in fear and faith.
in gratitude to whirling morrows.

To the change.
in acceptance and ignorance.
in a belief that everyday can’t be good,
but something good happens everyday!

To Hope.
in making things happen.
in feelin’ being home!
for smile is the perfect solution for all problems.
Celebrating friendships,
not for a day.
but for ever!

Cheerio!

Yes, friendship is all about caring about each other, telling not what you want them to listen but what they need to listen. And thus getting pychos together! I always say ” Let’s waste time, Chasing cars” 😉 Friends Forever ❤ I have written more about friendship, do check my earlier posts, Handle with care and Yawning Connections.

May be it’s not about the happy ending.
It’s about the story that matters.
Thanks for being there.
Thank You for everything!

Another thing, your shopping season is on and are you ready with your list? Want to know what no one told you about shopping and lifegoals?

Ciao

Did you ever smell a memory?

Did you ever smell a memory?

Like when someone passes by
Or a gush of wind hits your face
Like when someone hits the right chord right there
Or an old song that you hear by the radio.

Like when someone brews the morning coffee
Or the sound of the leaves flowing through the gusty wind.
Like when someone opens your inner closet
Or you go through the pages of a really old novel

And the scent it left just reminds you
of something.

People, places and memories.
You can’t even remember now.
Somehow it makes you so happy
Somehow it makes you feel connected
Somehow it ushers a new you in you.
A smile.

Next thing you know,
You’ve been searching your mind palace
Opening doors of past,
Peeping through each of those windows.
Trying to find that specific scent.
Like a whisper among infinite noises!

And sometimes you find that forgotten smell sometimes you don’t.
But you got to live that moment.
Every bit of it, like forever.

That’s called nostalgia friends! A forgotten dream or the first poem you ever loved!

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Yawning connections.

“Everyone wants to ride with you in the limo, but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down.”
~Oprah Winfrey

Someone told me do blogging as an when you feel like doing nothing. But I would rather say I write when I feel something, and want to express those feelings. So here am I. Today as  I woke up, a thought struck my mind, who are FRIENDS, what is FRIENDSHIP. Then as strolled through the park, I fabricated the whole idea.

First of all, let’s look at facts. According to Oxford Dictionary we have it as “A person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically one exclusive of family relations”. Then they have taken the definition into sub-points as

  • an acquaintance or a stranger one comes across
  • One’s close relatives.
  • A person who supports a cause, organization, or country by giving financial or other help
  • A person who is not an enemy or opponent; an ally
  • familiar or helpful thing
  • A contact on a social networking website

Okay, so a simple word has these complex attributes. Let me explain it my way. If we look on general terms a  friend is someone who is a well-wisher, always there for you, not a friend for mere sake of any benefit. But you’ll hardly find a person with all these attributes. So, we take it okay and are contended with what we have. Let me make a generalized statement for myself, “I am always in good terms with my friends, a healthy relationship.” Yes. I am, because I offer more expect less. But friendship is never like that dear readers. It has to be a two-way channel.

Talking more about the relationships I have. Firstly with my parents. Umm.. no I don’t want to discuss it right now,may be some day later. It’s a little hard to explain here. Let me tell you about some other kinds of friends I have met. It’s been an year, I have left High-school, but I still don’t mind dropping an Hi! to those friends occasionally for their know-how, although I was not in much close to them in school. But I don’t find that kind of enthusiasm from anyone else’s side. I mean they hardly feel the need to reciprocate the exercise I follow.
Ultimately you lose friends when you move over from one place.  You have to move on.

I am telling you by the time one reaches college, if one’s active enough into the varied activities, their college is bustling with, one can make many friends. But again I end up with a question Are those folks really my good  friends I can rely upon wholly ? I really don’t know. Sorry, I do know. They aren’t. Okay forget that. Let’s ponder upon the phrase  Best-friends. I have no idea. I have got none. Don’t be surprised. Yes, I do  have some good  friends but  I still don’t know whether to call them best-friends.

“The only way to have a friend is to be one.”
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

The truth is one day every individual you call a friend will leave. They can’t be there forever. As time passes, people change and we make new friends. But as I told you about my behavior, I am  a kind of good-girl. Haha, I am serious. I still have room for all those souls I have met in life, I remember the memories with them, I try to keep in touch and that’s enough for me. I consider every other soul I pass by as a friend, classmates, elders, relatives, teachers, seniors, neighbors, co-workers. Anyone. There’s an old couple who live near by. They are very sweet. I love to hear their stories, about their children and grandchildren. May be I can call them friends too.

I don’t express everything to someone I would like being friends with but at the moment is not a friend. I rather prefer to listen. My friends, all what I have, say that’s where I lag behind. I should speak more to people. I do speak but I want them to first listen, listen to the voice of soul, what I want to tell them.I might not say a thousand words. But I would make you feel even littlest of thoughts and I wish you to reciprocate the same. If you can,then you are connection. If you can’t, then I can’t help it.

Remember, there’s always a reason when you meet people, may be you find your new connections or discover the best ones. Eventually one and all of your relationships will fall into yawing connections. So never  forget the yawning ones, because one day they were the best you had.

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