The Agony

My Dear Best Friend,

Relationship persists of promises made long ago, in the sacred spaces of our heart. We both unknowingly but li’l bit willingly let our hearts blend into the craziness of FRIENDSHIP. We made our treasured memories, all the good times, every single time we made each other laugh, cried with each other, every time we called each other “BEST FRIEND”. We did everything together best friends do. 

Everything seemed perfect, I reckoned you. It feels good when your friend loves you, the way he says your nickname. We started as a really cool bicycle, were happy and contented until all of a sudden you found a glittery wheel. I tried riding that tricycle for you and was happy for you. But now, I kinda feel left out.

It kills me deep inside how we are drifting apart. Every single day, our relation is deteriorating. I’m not blaming your glittery wheel for all this but whenever I plan to go out with you all, I do it dreaming to spend time with you, my best friend. Unfortunately, the scenario is always different. And I hate it. I hate when you sideline me, you behave as if I don’t exist at that moment. It feels as if you don’t want me anymore in your life. There is no difference for me in watching a movie with all my 'committed' friends and watching a movie alone.

I know you are happy. And I don’t blame the glittery wheel for any of this. I know you might still be preparing for forever. But, can we spend some time, just us, before ‘forever’ begins and I’m eradicated from your life permanently?

What’s worst of all is now I know it will someday happen to me. It makes me sad. Because if you ever understood me, you’ll know that I’m nothing but insanely loyal to our friendship. I don’t wanna loose my friends, not you.

All this stuff that has aroused between us kinda discourages more. I used to know what’s going in your life, what made you laugh, what’s making you sad. Now, you are becoming a blank sheet of paper, a stranger. I’m afraid I don’t know you anymore.

J.K.Rowling said, “indifferent and neglect often do more damage than outright dislike.”I want you to understand this and say it, end it for forever if you like. I don’t wanna get hurt more, I’m tired. I don’t want to hurt you, it’s just that in-person these feelings cannot be expressed by me, and you know it.

The most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained. I read it somewhere and deliberately wish the goodbye never happens.

P.S: Hope you have an encounter with my blog someday. Because you ever opened it, I know. I never want to hurt you. But a small part of me really wants u to regret what u r unintentionally, unknowingly doing to me. Take Care.

The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world

Blessings on the hand of women!

Angels guard its strength and grace,

In the palace, cottage, hovel,

Oh, no matter where the place;

Would that never storms assailed it,

Rainbows ever gently curled;

For the hand that rocks the cradle

Is the hand that rules the world.

                                                                        - William Rose Wallace

What an important and awesome job a mother has! Motherhood is just about the greatest calling in the world. The thing that makes a mother so wonderful is her sacrificing spirit. The will to sacrifice for her part of the soul, her time, strength, career and even her own health for the sake of her child.

 A roman Catholic once said,’ give us the children until they are seven years old and you can keep them the rest of their lives.’ He meant, of course, that the first years of a child are the most important, impressionable and once in a lifetime. The teaching, love, mannerism, etiquettes, understanding and care a child receives as a clad will never be forgotten. A child is like graphite in his/her initial years of growth, a mother does not only take care of her baby she governs the destiny of her race.

It is her hand that rocks the cradle and it is her hand that indirectly rules the world. The future of any nation, the future of the generations to come depends on the upbringing given to a child by the mother of the rising generation.

We all should remember that the greatest leaders, conquerors, politicians and many more of the world had been helpless and dependent babies once. Had it not been for the fond care of their mothers, they would never have grown up to mark their great presence on earth.

P.S: an act of praise for my mother who is preeminent force for change and love in my world.
On her birthday: 14^th February, 2013. Love u Mumma J

WHEN "NOTHING" IS EVERYTHING!!

Sitting there, on a golden cozy couch…smiling. When asked why you are smiling, answer is….NOTHING!

Time never waits, never stops for anyone. Heard this from old ‘n’ gold one’s of family. Days pass, years change. We change. Move away from close ones, life changes. Friends change, people change but heart…it’s the same. It’s the same old fumbler, having those treasured moments engraved in it, you want it or not.

You remember those days, think how idiotic you were, feeling King’s or Queen’s with your gang, your friends of life. You smile and when somebody asks the reason, you say….Nothing!