Strange love

Strange love,
Even though you hurt me I feel blessed, love!
Baby I'm your puppet on a string,
Making me tumble and swing,
Trouble's what you bring! Strange love!

Love the song! Koop - Strange love!

I want to feel warm :(

I want someone to write a song for me or make my painting or recite a poem for me or something special :( I want to mean the whole world to someone. I feel left out.

Am I really expecting too much? Is it too much to ask for? What do you think?

Romance?

Today a friend of mine questioned me "Honestly what do you mean by being romantic?"

Interesting. I guess I've always known what it means without ever having to try to know what it is to be romantic. However, I thought it would be nice to analyze what my own subconscious understanding of "romance" is.

The first step to understanding anything is googling it and that is exactly what I did.
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/romance

I found a lot of definitions stating ideas like "fanciful" , "imaginary", "red roses"(!!!!) , extra-ordinary", "The group of languages derived from Latin" (??!??!?!) , "A relationship between two lovers" etc. etc.

Honestly, I don't agree with any of the above! In fact, I think some of them are ridiculous! So, what is romance?

Well, romance is a form of energy! It is a spark that can give meaning to your life. It is the feeling that will make you want to sing. It is the feeling that will make you want to celebrate more often. It is the feeling that will make you want to stay happy. It is a feeling that will make you smile when you think about it. It's an excuse to enjoy life. It's a form of enthusiasm.

As I told my friend "Its not a well defined term!". If you know what it is, every object around you will seem to have a story, if not these objects will be simply objects! This reminds me of yet an another conversation I witnessed :

A and B talking.
A : "Aww, you're missing her!"
B (laughs) : "Actually, it's been only a week since she has gone!"
A: "It's been a week!!!!"
B (sounding sarcastic) : "Yeah, its been a week! What am I going to do!"

:D

Forever!

A whispered promise,
A good-bye kiss,
A warm tear,
An unknown fear,
A million things to say,
A million reasons to stay,
A separation,
Drowning in hesitation,
"Don't go",
"No?",
Hands pulled apart,
With the whistling start,
"Sweetie, I love you",
"Me Too!"

Stand By Me

"He doesn't love me", she said almost in a whisper. "God doesn't love me too much". She looked up from the ground where she had been staring for the entire conversation.
His eyes were sea blue. She almost expected a dolphin to dive out of them. They looked at her with a lot of affection. Reassurance, the one thing she most needed, poured out from those deep oceans.
"You know things have never been easy for me", she softly continued. "Never". Her stare settled to the ground again. "I still love God, and I really trust Him".
His expression softened. "You should!", his voice was coarse but in it was the love that made her believe in herself. Things would be alright soon. Soon.

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

Night streamed out of her smoky eyes and draped itself around her. She unveiled her face by lifting the darkness off it. The blink of her eyes seemed like the flicker of a candle that is shut behind infinite doors. She stared at the shadow cast by the time she has lived through. She stared hard and finally said,
"I have a lot to tell you, so much to share but I won't talk. My self worth is too much to give up. I won't talk to you. Don't follow me."

Here I Am, This is Me.

This is it. I'm going! I absolutely love you Mumbai but it's time a take a break. Too many people taking me for granted, too many underestimating me. So, this is pretty much it. This is my escape. My confrontation. No promises to break. Hope I do well.

Simulation of Love.

Apparently you might be thriving in a simulation of love. Most of us go through it. Things go wrong when you misunderstand it to be real. Then, honey, it's a mess. However, the heart-break that follows is hardcore real! Though both are exceedingly important for the game of life, one would rather go without them.

Helplessly in Love!!!!

I often catch myself day dreaming!! It must be love!! I am helplessly in love with myself!!! Cannot help but weave "dreamlets", if I could call them so, of my joyful(touchwood) future!! I am in love, finally in love with myself, with the world, with my dreams, with my ambitions, with my stupidity, with my courage, with my Gods!!