I no love vampires!

Everytime I hear an unequivocal declaration of a fan's undying love for a vampire series, i cant help but wonder why. why on earth would someone declare, rather, shout off the rooftops their admiration and love and admittedly, without any trace of reason. there are many reason why i dont like any vampire series but the one that tops my hate list is the Twilight series. its worse than a plague. it eats into the mind and body and most devastatingly, intelligence of anyone who dares to watch it. I have a lot of friends who are head over heels over hands over legs in love with the much talked about vampire and his lady love. some even wish to model their own relationships over what they see in this series. who in their right mind would want to fall in love with a vampire? they are technically not even human. they are 'creatures'. you are going to start an inter-special weird hybrid sort of thing and no, its not an achievement. Everyone wants their perfect love. that no big secret. but i dont understand why you would want it with someone who doesnt share your same fears and doesnt feel things the way you do. he doesnt feel cold, he doesnt sleep, he doesnt get tired and most disturbing of all, he doesnt age. Why would you want something like that for yourself. When yopu are all old and grey he is bright and young, like the first day you met. you will have the sense of a shared past but that bliss, which every relationship deserves, would be shattered everytime you see him. So call me a hater all you like but i dont want to fall in love with a vampire. i want a real healthy human life partner. with whom every meal isnt a danger, with whom i dont have to think twice about wanting him around everytime i bleed, with whom life is easy and not a struggle every day. Adventure is overrated. its actually more boring than normalcy. it wears out faster too. So maybe its the best idea to keep it simple!

Dont keep holding on!

DON’T KEEP HOLDING ON

Today I met an old friend of mine and she had this story to tell... about a guy she knew for a long time...who she liked...loved...who loved her too but not for eternity. The pain  and anguish was visible on her face. The tremor in her voice when she spoke of what was, now, the past betrayed her calm and composed exterior. What got to me was not her ache- for don’t we all know that heartbreak inevitably brings with it hurt and torture, won’t we just end up doubting the authenticity of our feelings if we felt no pain.

So what did get to me was that slight ray of hope that still brought the rose to her cheeks and the twinkle to her eyes.  The fact that still she spent every waking moment trying to relive the past and every dream of hers was filled with scenarios of what could have been. That she thought of him in every instance and every happening whether big or small... that she still kept holding on.

The problem when bonds of love are severed is the difficulty of acceptance of the same. The need to want and be wanted in return is too huge for us to let go within a matter of days. But isn’t that the thing about break ups- that one is forced to break out of the habitual and  commence the difficult process of conforming to the new. That one has to seek happiness in “me” rather than the “us”. Relationships are all about being together. Its the break ups that spark the search for individuality, the will to exist independently.

In her case too, she did not know how to live with herself. She felt that they both were pieces of a puzzle that fit together perfectly thereby becoming whole. What she did not know that every person is a puzzle in itself. And one should fit together perfectly his own pieces and not seek refuge in other’s riddle. Become whole yourself and only then you will fit with the other.

can you.....???

As the wind lays so bare

Whispering nothing save silence

As i peacefully lay

Can nothing shower its kindness?

Is this confusion now a forever abode

Can something burn it down

For nothing can give me happiness

Than to see the ashes of that which brought only ruin

I am just so tired and just so deceived

Can nothing save me just this once please?

But to complain of the deception

Would be to move out of complacence

To sit upright and will the change

No not i!! whether i have the courage?

Can something light my way plz?

It is funny how

So deep lay these burdens

That you refuse to see

The rose that carries with it thorns

And their vanity and false beauty

Enchantes you and fools you

And stops you into looking below

And that is how those thorns are hidden

And only when you bow to touch n feel

And truely capture the dream like beauty

Into your real palm

Does the thorn come out of the veil

Same is for this heart of ours

Only when the truth is within the grasp

Does reality makes its presence felt

But can we be rid of it truely?

Can we be really real

 No.. we are like a bubble

That finds joy to soar in the air

Eventho in its heart it knows

that its just air

and nothing else

nothing else??

Can someone burst the bubble for me??