Love, or something like that !

With the V-day around the corner, a hopeless romantic (me) is really restless. I cannot help but wonder if it is the peer pressure around the relationship paradox or the biological clock ticking ! Either way, as much as I romanticize life and every bit of love in it...I am very skeptical when it comes to "relationship". May be I am not someone who can be easily swept off one's feet or may be I have some high standards or may be I want the Chivalry and equality at the same time and how both have been misunderstood lately! So, anyways...What keeps me going is the sweet, cheesy and definitely cliché rom-com movies ! 

Did you guess the movie I am going to talk about? If you are my mom or my close friend you'd have guessed it right ! Because lately it is the only movie I have been talking about! "To all the boys I have loved" ! And the more I think of why I like it so much, I cannot come up with one particular reason. It might be the aesthetics, may be LJ is someone I can relate so much to and may be because I really really love to have PK as a boyfriend. Why is it, to quote Carrie..."Why do we let the one thing we don't have affect how we feel about all the things we have?". And it is not the Peter I miss in my life, but the fact how he stood with a boom box outside Jean's house (that is a real winner, ya'll!). For me, that is chivalry in the millennium, to do what makes your girl happy! And I know very well that "Perfect boys only exist in the books", that one's a bummer but can't help but fall in love with the moments that makes me feel that love, or something like that is still alive and there is hope for it ! 

 

And coming back to the movie, as much as LJ found her "love" in 16...not everyone is lucky that way. Especially for someone who was so sure of falling in love with only a vampire through out high school (please, don't even ask!). Though I don't regret it, I wish I had met someone who is as charming as Peter Kavinsky or Troy ( sorry I have been watching rom-com's ever since I got access to the TV remote). But then considering how extremely calculative I am, when it comes to people and relationships, it is not a wonder that I did not meet my Peter or Troy, worse I would've definitely let them slip ! No regrets though, because for me it is more of a life time deal- once you are in you are in for one hella ride, no stepping back! Let's face it, relationship of any sort involves effort and time and it is important that we choose the person we love irrespective of what comes ahead. Considering the number of divorces happening around, it feels like waiting and taking time to make this big life decision not in rush sounds like the right thing to do ! Just because other's timeline looks or seems faster than our own, doesn't mean we are standing still or moving slow...like the theory of relativity, we all view the world relative to our surroundings. 

As much as I love watching this movie, I'd trade anything to have something as real and as strong their love is, or Bhim and Hidimba's or Noah and Allie's, or Carrie and Big's or Christian and Ana's (see what I did here?) or Edward and Bella's or Augustus and Hazel's or Hermoine and Ron's or O'Connel and Eve's (see again :P ). I hold all these characters so close to my heart and I lived their life vicariously, and that is how I keep my inner hopeless romantic alive. Let's face it, until I meet the one, this is how I fall in love, live in love and sometimes I die too ! Love, in all it's glory is something to be celebrated all day every day! Having just one day to love, in a way looks like we are belittling it ! I am in love, with life...every minute and every second of it. Curating it with the best people who promise to not break my heart and with the ones who tender the sweet gestures of love! 

Here's me wishing you to live this amazingly beautiful life filled with love, or something like that ! 💟

𝕬𝖓 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖆 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖉 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖙...

ℌ𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔞 𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤! 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔩𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯 (𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔤𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔣𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔯), 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔡𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔢? 𝔑𝔬𝔱 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔶 𝔡𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔟𝔦𝔩𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔡𝔦𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔢𝔯𝔞. 𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔞 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔳𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔡 𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔶- ℑ 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 5 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔩𝔡 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔟𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔪𝔬𝔪 '𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔯 23'. 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔪𝔞 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔢 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔩 𝔪𝔶 𝔪𝔬𝔪 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 3𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔪𝔶 𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔩𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔱 𝔪𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔠𝔲𝔱𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔤𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔢𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔶 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 9 𝔶𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔰 𝔬𝔩𝔡. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔬𝔟𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔩𝔶 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰. ℌ𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 '𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔢' 𝔬𝔯 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔬𝔩𝔡?

ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔢𝔵𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱, 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔢𝔦𝔯𝔡? ℑ 𝔴𝔬𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰𝔫'𝔱. 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔰 ℑ 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 ℑ 𝔡𝔦𝔡𝔫'𝔱 𝔣𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔱 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔡𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞 20 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔞𝔩 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔡𝔬. ℑ𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔱𝔬 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔰𝔬 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔣𝔲𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔡𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔢, 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 ℑ 𝔠𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔷𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔬 ℑ 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔞𝔪. "𝕬𝖓 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖆 𝖒𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖆𝖑'𝖘 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞".

ℑ𝔱 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔲𝔩, 𝔦𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔦𝔱? 𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔱'𝔰 𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱. 𝔇𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔣𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔯 𝔟𝔲𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔶? ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔴 𝔴𝔥𝔶 - 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ℑ 𝔡𝔬. ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔞 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔰 '𝔬𝔩𝔡'.

ℑ𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔡𝔫'𝔱 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔭 𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔢𝔢𝔯 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔣 '𝔣𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫', ℑ 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔟𝔢 𝔩𝔢𝔣𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔫𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔪𝔶 𝔭𝔢𝔢𝔯𝔰. ℑ 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔍𝔞𝔫𝔢 𝔄𝔲𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔑𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔞𝔰 𝔖𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔰, 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔲𝔠𝔥 (ℑ 𝔡𝔦𝔡 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔑𝔖 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔞𝔨𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢 '𝔫𝔬𝔴' 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔣𝔞𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔶). 𝔅𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩, 𝔦𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔪𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔟𝔩𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔰𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱. 𝔑𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔶 𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 𝔪𝔶 𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔪𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔶 𝔬𝔯 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔶 𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔞𝔫𝔶 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔶𝔩𝔢. 𝔅𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩, ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔰 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡 '𝔤𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤' 𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰 𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔦𝔫, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔤𝔢 𝔤𝔬𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔰 𝔞 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱.

ℑ𝔱 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔱𝔬 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪𝔰 𝔥𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔬 '𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔪𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔞𝔤𝔢𝔰' 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔡 '𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔰', 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔣 𝔴𝔢 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔰𝔬 𝔪𝔲𝔠𝔥 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠 𝔦𝔫𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰/𝔡𝔦𝔰𝔠𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔪 𝔱𝔬 𝔰𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔢. ℑ𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰 𝔪𝔢 𝔭𝔥𝔶𝔰𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔶 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔢𝔵𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞𝔫 '𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔩 𝔪𝔢𝔡𝔦𝔞' 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔩𝔩 ℑ 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔬𝔠𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔢𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔳𝔞𝔠𝔶. 𝔅𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔦𝔣𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔰- 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 ℑ 𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔣 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔦𝔬𝔡 𝔡𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔞𝔰? 𝔗𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔢𝔰𝔠𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱.

𝔄𝔪𝔦𝔡𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔲𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩, ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔤𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔣𝔲𝔩 𝔱𝔬 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔞 𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶 𝔣𝔢𝔴 (𝔱𝔴𝔬) 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔢𝔫𝔧𝔬𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔡𝔬 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪. ℑ 𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪 𝔟𝔶 𝔞 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔱 𝔫𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔡 "𝔑𝔦𝔨𝔦𝔱𝔞 𝔊𝔦𝔩𝔩"...𝔦𝔱 𝔤𝔬𝔢𝔰

"𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘

𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖔𝖑𝖉.

𝕿𝖔𝖔 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖘. 𝕿𝖔𝖔 𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖓𝖊,

𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖔 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖊𝖕𝖑𝖞 𝖇𝖞

𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖓 𝖋𝖊𝖜."

ℑ𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔥𝔦𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔧𝔲𝔡𝔤𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱. 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔴𝔥𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔡𝔬𝔫'𝔱 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔡𝔬 𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱. 𝔄𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔞𝔩𝔰𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲- 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔪𝔢, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔢 𝔦𝔰 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔬𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔫𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔤𝔞𝔫.

𝔅𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔴𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔦𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔭𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔯𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔣𝔰. 𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔡𝔬𝔢𝔰𝔫'𝔱 𝔪𝔢𝔞𝔫 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔫 𝔞𝔰 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔦𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔲𝔱- 𝔱𝔯𝔶𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔱𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢. 𝔄𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔨 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔣𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔯𝔞𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤- 𝔞𝔠𝔠𝔢𝔭𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔪𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔞𝔪.

𝔓𝔖: ℑ 𝔪𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔢 26 𝔟𝔲𝔱 ℑ 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔩𝔶 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔢𝔯𝔞 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 (𝔩𝔬𝔳𝔢, 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔶 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔭𝔢𝔬𝔭𝔩𝔢) 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔦𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢𝔯.

Soul sister who never understood my soul..

Friendship a greatest possession possessed by every person . It happened even in my life.
Though i had a lot of friends i have never had a "soul sister" . But i had never felt sad for
that. Coz i always had a belief that I am gonna get someone who is worth it. It happend.
It was in 11th std i met u. When we first met I knew we are going to be great friends
but never thought you would conquire the place as my soul sister.Things we shared , things
we spoke , the time we spent together could never be explained in words.

As every relationship has it's own break our friendship went through a tough time. Yes ,
you left me. You stabbed me from back. You betrayed me. How could you ever do this to me?
This made me thought you never really loved me. You said we would be friends forever.But
I never thought your "forever" was that short. When everyone were bitching about me I
thought you would atleast try to stop them but you were a part of it. What did i ever do
to you? Loving you to the core was the only crime I did.


 I knew you are a strong person but never thought you'd be this strong enough to break me
into pieces. But know what all these shattered pieces have your memories carved deeper. I
had always meant what I told you. I don't know whether you remember that or not.
I have always said and I mean't it "No one could ever replace your place both in my heart
and life". May be thats why after you left me I could never be friends with anyone.





You made me fear that every one 'll betray me as you did. You even knew that you were
my only bestie.Though I had a lot of friends, You always occupied a very special place.
But you were carefree. You seemed more happy than you were with me. What does it mean?
You never really loved me my soul sister. It was me who was fooled .
  You seemed more occupied by your friends. You mean the world to them and so do they ,to
you?! But you failed to realize that someone had a lot of love for you, who thought you were
their world and felt their life is complete to have such a sweet soul sister. Do you even
realize the term "soul sister" ? You would have not . Coz you don't even know the meaning
of "besties" So where would you realize the meaning of "Soul sisters".

  When I thought It was all over and I learned to live my life without a friend, you want
me back. I will tell you what . What I felt without you was emptiness and what you feel
without me is lonliness. What is the gaurentee that you'll not betray me again? How do
you expect me to accept you back? You just broke me , you weren't there for me to fix
it. When I am all set you want me. For what? Do break me again? I am sorry I think
I am not up for it.


   This doesn't mean I  hate you. I could never do that. It is just I don't want to get
hurt again. You can be proud for one thing as you were the one to teach me the pain of
betrayal . And still no one could replace the place in my heart you had before
 ...neither you could.
 
" We said it was forever - said we'd never part,
I knew it was a line, but I still gave  you my heart.

Said you would stay, promised you could,
You chose to walk away, I knew you would.

You’re not there anymore, my dearest friend,
I hate to say this, but it is our end.

By day you’re one person, by night another,
Neither of them have anything to do with each other.

I sit here and cry for you - not for me,
What you've become, I wish you could see.

In your life you make friends that you're sure are true,
Nothing else matters, except what's between them and you.

You don't know if anyone has ever before felt this way,
For them you took breaths, you wanted to be alive everyday.

It hurts to loose a friend, it gives you the saddest frown,
And when a second one bails, it's like getting kicked while
you're down.

And it hurts to be accused of something you didn't do,
You  should know better than anyone, that I would never even think to.

You planted a knife in my back,
You were my life, but now, my memories of you are completely black.

I am afraid to love another, but I know I shouldn't be,
Because the people in my life, are perfect for me.

There is this game I play,
Where I close my eyes and fade away.

I can't believe it's true,
but in this place, I can't even remember that I trusted you.

You can't fix something that's already done."

In To The Light...

While they are busy bracing up their weapons, giving power to their deeds, sane or sin, nothing matters to them, for their souls delves in darkness,for they cannot see,cannot sense.
While they are busy plotting and connecting dots, setting their trap and bringing forth something they should not. Something they should fear.
While they are deep in dark, not one spark of light, harkening to their dark lords , kneeling before them, brimmed up in their influence.
While they are not in their minds, well fooled into darkness, harming even their own light.
While they are proud of something that which has no lights of its own, heart full of confidence, nothing but a mere disguise of their own destruction. Kind of confidence that shines among their own, and not a ray beyond.
 
 While then..
Where was i ?

Completely unaware , shining in my very own light, the one which is sacred to one and all, that kneels before nothing but God.
Completely human being to friends and to even those who are influenced with darkness, who are forging an act against me.
Completely unaware that a world exists too, and few of my very own are burning to the point of nothing.
Completely unaware that a few of my own are preparing something against me.
Completely unaware, as innocent as one young and fresh petal, full of nectar.
Completely unaware in my very own stillness, that fortunately holds the key to the door afar,beyond the dark, into the light.
Completely unaware nothing more than a bait to those.

Trapped,victimized by the dark, into the dark,By such beasts and no strangers, but few of my very own, some of whom I supported, some of whom I spend my quality time with.

Now they are not, for they belong to the dark, now i know. Beast, a stranger is better than that. Evil laughs at nothing but to its own self destruction.

Aware, Now i am. Aware of the world beyond the light.

**Resurrection**