Isn’t it ironical when the only person you want to make smile is the one who makes you cry always, and yet there is someone who manages to make YOU smile, always?
When you care for someone a great deal, all you ever want to do is make them happy. See them smile. See them laughing. With you. That’s all there is to life, for you. But then, somewhere down the line, you yourself tend to forget to smile. You forget to be happy. You are too oblivious to your own happiness then. And then somehow, from somewhere, God sends an angel, who reminds you of you. Who reminds you of your smiles. It then seems that the sole raison d’être for this angel is to make you happy, and yet the angel does not fear being happy itself. The angel does not forget, like you did, to smile.
And then you realize, you are just a mortal after all.
PS: Image from Google.
It’s my ex-roomie and forever friend Maddy’s Birthday today. I wish I was there with her
I am missing you so so much baby. Miss you a lot. I miss sharing the same house with you. I miss the late night chats. I miss the long vella photo sessions. I miss the midnight birthday celebrations (I know I missed yours this year … sob
) . I miss cooking together. I miss laughing together. I miss dancing with you. I miss everything about you.
Love you. Hope you had a great day
A friend just asked me how I am celebrating Independence Day. I mused for a while. And then I replied, “By enjoying my independence”. Isn’t this the best way to celebrate the day? Just revel in the fact that you are free. You can breathe in a country where its own people make their own decisions, whether right or wrong.
But in my opinion, true celebration will come at a time when each and every citizen is free in every sense of the word. I will celebrate when I won’t see any child working as labor. I will celebrate when I won’t hear of any woman being burnt to death. I will celebrate when girls can choose what to study, whom to marry, what to wear. I will celebrate when every girl child is allowed to live, and not killed at birth. And then we can say we are free. That We have independence. Independence from ignorance and hatred.
I am not cynical. I am proud of my country. I feel elated that we are not under any other country’s rule for 62 years now. I just want more. I want more for India. I dream bigger dreams for my motherland.
“Mera Bharat Mahaan”… banana padega …
Happy Birthday Mama.
There is so much that I wanna say to you. But for now, this will suffice I guess:
I LOVE YOU!!
I cant say any more, because I don’t wanna cry today.
I love you, and do you know how sorry I feel every time I fight with you? You know na? Sorry.
I love you. I will try to be your perfect daughter
Keep smiling always…








