The Longings of a Loney Friend

We crossed paths so many times,
Yet I’ve never had the chance to really know u
Find out who really u are,
And get to know what we really had!

I wonder how life would have been,
If I had met u!
All those wonderful times,
All those cherished memories!

All the talks n all the walks,
All the smiles n all the cries,
All the laughters n all the tears,
All the gossips n all the facts,
All those friendships n all those envies!

Why haven’t I met u still?
I’ve missed u n will keep missing u!
The day I meet u,
Is the day I pray forever!

Longing to be together forever!

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End of a brilliant phase!!

I cherish Harry potter since it brought about a beautiful phase as well as a beautiful friendship!

I admit it was the movie which made me want to read, same way it did to C.S Lewis’s Chronicles of Narina! I am a feminist though I don’t publicly accept it ( okay now I did), the first thing that impressed me was that a guy in my class in school was so into this book!! Its very hard to find men accept women writers! Still is actually! MEN *SIGH*

Believe me when I say i never read books for the sake of liking it! It was books like economics n history that made me hate books so much! But now I have also fond for a liking of such books due to books like Harry Potter n authors like JK Rowling! Likewise some relationships change everything that was u.

I am taking about a dear friendship which grew becos of taking tutions for maths! I was weak in maths, still am but I did score the highest in it. This was in my 11th std. Bharani was in my class from the 4th std but we hardly ever talked becos I thought she was too shy n she thought I was too bold 🙂 we still laugh abt the fact that we never really liked each other until we took up the same group! 🙂

Harry potter was another reason for the friendship to grow more quicker n thicker! We started with discussing the flaws but then we grew together with it! We read it together n we read it apart, we cried apart n together! Laughed together n apart! I relate my friendship with harry potter. It is a spl bond both harry potter n our friendship!

Harry potter series may end but we will still keep reading it, talk about it, laugh about it! So will it cherish my friendship with her. Love u guys bharani, pavitra, amudha, anusha and sindhu for those lovely memories which will always stay with us forever no matter wherever, whoever u are!

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Dont blame me!!!

Okay! So I did this already but then now that I have bought myself a Blackberry, it better I utilize the services provided by it!

yes!! Shifting again to wordpress!! Atleast this time I hope we don’t stay permanently on wordpress!! Sorry blogger, don’t blame me!! U don’t have an apps for blackberry n u have lost a valuable fan 😦

>Back!!! I hope….

>Before I start, I apologise for not making my presence in the blogging world for i dont remember how long….. I  really dont know if people still care, whether I blog or not, this apology is to who care and to my precious blog. She just must have missed me.

Lots of things changed around. Traveling, jobs, friends changed, college life ends, never planning to go back to studying except u wish you were only a student all your life!!! *SIGH* Well I dont know whether its the ppl n things around me, but I’ve changed too..

BTW, Traveling has been awesome. I have visited like four countries in the just a years time. I flew to Paris , France  and then Bernes, Swiss wich I never know was the capital of the country before visiting and then to brussels, Belguim on education trip. I did everything except studying, but I learnt a lot of things about various cultures, pple and drinking 😛 This one is for another day. loads and loads of stuff to tell you. Then I got a job in Abu Dhabi, UAE. So that makes it four countries!!! By the end of the year, I was back home where I really belong.

I am still the stubborn, I-know-my-life kinda person, but I have become more arrogant and fuming with anger all the time. I am being a typical Scorpion these days. Hating that, By the way..

Lots of reasons contributing to my absence in the blogging arena including my laziness and the micro-blogging website Twitter!! I know all the pple are blaming Twitter, but we all know that it is easier to convey something quicker than sitting and writing a long post about it on Blogger. I met most of the bloggers there who rant, crib, cry, go insane over things that they usually do on Blogger. They think its better to talk abt it in a one liner than writing a paragraph about it… (which is sad!!! I know)

Well, I know twitter is better than blogger, but I’ve missed blogger. I really wish pple would spill out our emotions in a long way rather than a one liner. So I am wishing to write more to succumb my fears and angers on life, turn it into something more fulfilling and satisfying.

PS: I am a little concern about my writing but its good to be back!!!

>"To Ashes"

>*A late afternoon* 

What was she doing standing 3 inches at curve of the street and looking at cars as they drove passed her? She stood in cloths soaking wet, shivering. You can see her teeth chattering and her eyes crying, but yet a smile laid painted on her face…… I glanced over at her and maybe recognize her, but couldn’t… 

The setting was beautiful. an orange, yellow, and red sun was setting, the serene outside, with a steady breeze. But her..?… 

Her scream ripped the scenery and filled the air, and drew a flock of birds flying away, like humans fleeing from a disaster… Did these birds understand and I yet was trying to figure out?

People began to gather and I grew aware something was wrong… I moved in toward the crowd… She took no notice in anyone that stood near her, but kept her face where no one can see it- hidden under the hooded jacket she wore… she didn’t want anyone near her. My face kept a confused yet sad look… She stood motionly peaceful among these people, like nothing was going wrong. 

Whispers of people moved aimlessly through the crowd. No one seemed to notice me, I moved around the growing crowd. Feeling like a lifeless spirit crouching in and around these people. Whispers went to speaking, then just got louder.

She dropped down on her knees and put her hands over her ears. The crowd got quieter.

She reached into her pocket and took out a folded paper which she stared at then set aside.

As she turned around and her jaded eyes looked right into mine… It was like looking at a reflection in a mirror… She looked like me, and cried like me… I felt the pain she felt, and could see right through her. I then was aware… it WAS me, and my spirit drifting along this world before I had left…………

I took a last glance at what I was leaving behind…but nothing seemed meaningful anymore… In the crowd, confused faces stared, waiting on what I’d do next. Watching as entertainment filled them with joy. I knew I was melting inside, but still smiled… Then caught my attention, a man moving in aside him another man, through the crowd… I knew this guy… As I lifted my head slowly and looked right at him, he slowly hid behind the others. I looked away, and told myself I’ve forgotten that face, and was meant to leave it like that…. I looked down, slowly dropping on the floor. Took a deep breath. I soaked in gasoline and shivered in the cooling breeze. Reached into my pocket- It felt like all of life’s walls were caving in on me… I have lost…- smiled…and lit myself to flames……….

The folded paper, read…

“Watch my ashes fly away… I’ve made things easier for you when I die.”

**I keep holding on to you, but I can’t bring you back to life… Sing the anthem of the angels, and say the last good-bye**

*It’s all an act. Smile. Live. Die inside. Go to bed. And again the next day.*

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He had everything he ever wanted.He had the name and the fame. He never got out of words, ever, but when it came to writing a letter to his Darla… Blank, because she was not with him anymore. He was going to congratulate her on her 4th wedding anniversary. She had left him when he had nothing yet he wasn’t married…

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>A Guest Post to Madhu

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This is my first guest post and I’m so excited. You will get another one later this week(I guess). My first one was a short story about how people perceive about things made in India. This one is to Madhu Rao who is very insightful and ossum writer. You should read to understand about him and his writing. My post is also featured in Indivine .Thank you Madhu for giving me this opportunity!!