Wel,dreams are dreams….can never be close to reality. I donno why that girl forgot this. I guess because she had habit of living in dreams and not reality. In just a single day the dream of lifetime got over. She was again back to herself, just she and her nightmares. There was no one to hold her hand. The hand she thought to be with her was never made for her, that hand was wishing for some other hand to hold for. There was darkness again, but no beauty she could imagine in it. There was beach but not of sea, but made from her tears on the table she was typing this blog. There was no arm to lift her again. There were waves but of anxiety in her mind, of being rejected everyday. There were no tunes to dance on, just a sad melancholy going in her mind. There was no lap, but a chair she has been sitting on and listening to what seemed most painful to her. Living the moments of distance and trying to accept the fact that dreams are dreams. They can never be true. It was again raining, but drops were of tears.
…………a beautiful dream she had. A beautiful dream she lived……..a beautiful night she spent. A night worth remembering for lifetime. A moment to cherish for lifetime. A dream to live for………….a dream she lived that night.
….dreams are saccharine, dreams are acid, dreams are obvious, and dreams are figment of your imagination……. You dream, I dream…..
But dreams are just dreams……………it hurts a lot when they break into pieces which can never get together again.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
a dream......she lived
How do you delineate dreams???????This query seems easier said than done, to come back with…..even though everyone of us dream,. Dreams of accomplishment, dreams of contentment, and dreams of love……obviously we are not talking about nightmares here….dreams is saccharine, dreams are acid, dreams are obvious, and dreams are figment of your imagination……. You dream, I dream…..
A girl who loves to dream, though her dreams are never rewarded. Nightmares are on the other hand just in the offing for her to come true. This can easily be proved when she scores what she sees in her nightmares. That obviously means she scores less. This was just an example quoted about her wrestle with life, destiny and dreams. She dreams of victory, she dreams of shahrukh, she dreams of the hand that could be held forever….
Another dream comes her way. The dream of lifetime she lived in that one day. A beautiful day. For that day she lived a fairytale story. Love is for angels, and rest all are humans, but that day she got that love, she got the hand that could be held eternally. The beautiful hours of darkness. The march on the beach. Clutching hands and getting as close as possible to the one she loved most. Being lifted up in arms. Sitting and watching beautiful waves. Getting dressed up in the best possible way for the dance of the lifetime. Dancing with arms in arms. Sitting on the lap and sipping a beer. Having the first encounter with cigarette. The fastest ride in car ever possible with the most romantic song possible being played. Living the moments of love and feeling of closeness in car when its raining heavily outside…………a beautiful dream she had. A beautiful dream she lived……..a beautiful night she spent. A night worth remembering for lifetime. A moment to cherish for lifetime. A dream to live for………….a dream she lived that night.
A girl who loves to dream, though her dreams are never rewarded. Nightmares are on the other hand just in the offing for her to come true. This can easily be proved when she scores what she sees in her nightmares. That obviously means she scores less. This was just an example quoted about her wrestle with life, destiny and dreams. She dreams of victory, she dreams of shahrukh, she dreams of the hand that could be held forever….
Another dream comes her way. The dream of lifetime she lived in that one day. A beautiful day. For that day she lived a fairytale story. Love is for angels, and rest all are humans, but that day she got that love, she got the hand that could be held eternally. The beautiful hours of darkness. The march on the beach. Clutching hands and getting as close as possible to the one she loved most. Being lifted up in arms. Sitting and watching beautiful waves. Getting dressed up in the best possible way for the dance of the lifetime. Dancing with arms in arms. Sitting on the lap and sipping a beer. Having the first encounter with cigarette. The fastest ride in car ever possible with the most romantic song possible being played. Living the moments of love and feeling of closeness in car when its raining heavily outside…………a beautiful dream she had. A beautiful dream she lived……..a beautiful night she spent. A night worth remembering for lifetime. A moment to cherish for lifetime. A dream to live for………….a dream she lived that night.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
strange.............
I always contemplated, emotions inside me have kicked the bucket and I have become a BITCH, until unless today I apprehended that I still feel twinge for my people. Yes, today there were tears in my eyes, I cried a lot today…………..well, I am not talking here about any of my boy friend or my break up……these tears are for my pal, my best friend. She broke up…….she did it this time, not the guy.
She is not off beam in doing this, I know her. She can never be rude to anyone. It’s just that god is discourteous sometimes or to make it more simpler, its all our destiny.
Me and she, have habit of living in dream world. We have reverie world of our own. We chuckle, we sob, we rejoice……..even after our bfs leave us. I still commit to memory the day when I was gloomy for the most usual reason in this globe, had a brawl with bf. And then we both saw a book on which it was written “JO AAJ TUMHARA HAI,KAL KISI AUR KA THA, PARSO KISI AUR KA HOGA”, and then we came to conclusion this applies to bfs also, lolll……..the paath from geeta saar. Have spent many such moments together weeping for stable relationships, but it never happened.
I was very in high spirits the day she told me she likes some one and things are actually working well. I was very contented, finally she got someone.
And today she said, it’s all over. I told her she is lucky to get the one whom she loves n who loves her a lot, but she said, “Shweta loving some1 and getting loved is sometimes not enough”. I could feel the pain inside her. She was laughing even today, smiling even today, but I cried……..I just cant see her this way, I know it hurts more than anything, specially when you have to quit even when you love the other person. Still don’t know what made her do that……………..
It always happen…isn’t it? People who don’t get their love for them even a small glimpse is more than enough and sometimes even getting love is not enough…….
World is strange, love is strange, god is strange, we are strange…
She is not off beam in doing this, I know her. She can never be rude to anyone. It’s just that god is discourteous sometimes or to make it more simpler, its all our destiny.
Me and she, have habit of living in dream world. We have reverie world of our own. We chuckle, we sob, we rejoice……..even after our bfs leave us. I still commit to memory the day when I was gloomy for the most usual reason in this globe, had a brawl with bf. And then we both saw a book on which it was written “JO AAJ TUMHARA HAI,KAL KISI AUR KA THA, PARSO KISI AUR KA HOGA”, and then we came to conclusion this applies to bfs also, lolll……..the paath from geeta saar. Have spent many such moments together weeping for stable relationships, but it never happened.
I was very in high spirits the day she told me she likes some one and things are actually working well. I was very contented, finally she got someone.
And today she said, it’s all over. I told her she is lucky to get the one whom she loves n who loves her a lot, but she said, “Shweta loving some1 and getting loved is sometimes not enough”. I could feel the pain inside her. She was laughing even today, smiling even today, but I cried……..I just cant see her this way, I know it hurts more than anything, specially when you have to quit even when you love the other person. Still don’t know what made her do that……………..
It always happen…isn’t it? People who don’t get their love for them even a small glimpse is more than enough and sometimes even getting love is not enough…….
World is strange, love is strange, god is strange, we are strange…
Saturday, September 6, 2008
realizing importance of time,people,place
Ahhhhhh, subsequent to four years of engineering, which I contemplated to be my biggest faux pas, I have started to pine for my engineering days. Yes, I miss everything that I used to be repulsed by, piles of assignments, monthly term tests, too much into book kind of crowd….I miss them all.
Like any juvenile, I dint actually know what is to be done after engineering. Always craved to become a journalist but mom dad never espoused, though they are very supportive…………with due respects to them.
Gave GRE, TOEFL………., .scored quite well. But then just couldn’t think of departuring from my country, leave-taking from my people. By the time I apprehended this, time to give any other entrance exam for further studies in India like GATE,CAT,MAT.etc was over. Here comes into play our Maharashtra state CET exam…..not so hard to crack. Went for it. Upshot was, as usual not at all appreciable. But somehow managed to get admission in MBA College. Yes, I never pondered, I will be doing MBA, that too in international business. Sounds cool, isn’t it? What made me take this specialization???/ahhh to be very frank, even I don’t know. My new college started 2 months back….and I m still not well acquainted with it. reason-I m missing my engineering days.
It happens bountiful times in life that we realize magnitude of things when they are out of our life. But by the time we realize, time moves ahead. I remember a saying-TIME AND TIDE WAIT FOR NONE.
This post is basically for friends who don’t realize the importance of each n every second, each and every place and most importantly each and every person in their lives. You can’t make time to stand still, make it worth remembering; but you can stop people close to you, so stop them, hold them and never abscond them before you later think that your days with that person were best days of your life.
Today I might cry about doing MBA, but a post in future can be expected saying………I MISS MY MBA DAYS
Like any juvenile, I dint actually know what is to be done after engineering. Always craved to become a journalist but mom dad never espoused, though they are very supportive…………with due respects to them.
Gave GRE, TOEFL………., .scored quite well. But then just couldn’t think of departuring from my country, leave-taking from my people. By the time I apprehended this, time to give any other entrance exam for further studies in India like GATE,CAT,MAT.etc was over. Here comes into play our Maharashtra state CET exam…..not so hard to crack. Went for it. Upshot was, as usual not at all appreciable. But somehow managed to get admission in MBA College. Yes, I never pondered, I will be doing MBA, that too in international business. Sounds cool, isn’t it? What made me take this specialization???/ahhh to be very frank, even I don’t know. My new college started 2 months back….and I m still not well acquainted with it. reason-I m missing my engineering days.
It happens bountiful times in life that we realize magnitude of things when they are out of our life. But by the time we realize, time moves ahead. I remember a saying-TIME AND TIDE WAIT FOR NONE.
This post is basically for friends who don’t realize the importance of each n every second, each and every place and most importantly each and every person in their lives. You can’t make time to stand still, make it worth remembering; but you can stop people close to you, so stop them, hold them and never abscond them before you later think that your days with that person were best days of your life.
Today I might cry about doing MBA, but a post in future can be expected saying………I MISS MY MBA DAYS
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