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With loads of love

Am I living a dream, or am I dreaming a life,
Am I dreaming a life, a life with you,
A life with you, in this beautiful world,
In this beautiful world, I am living a dream.

Let the daffodils sway with their yellow might,
And the roses spread the fragrance of love,
Let the stars sprinkle their shimmering light,
And the guardian angels guide from above.

Where can I find you, my precious art ?
Where can I see you, are you in my heart ?
The wind whispers to me, the nature whispers to me,
That love is in my heart, and love is in my eyes.

Will I get some space, in your beautiful eyes ?
Will I get some share, in your demure smile ?
Will I get some love, in your tender words ?
Will I be a part, in your blissful life ?

A favour I ask, from the Master above,
To fill this world with lots of love,
With you and me alone in the vicinity,
From the twelfth of march to eternity.

the clarity of passion

the clarity of passion

“What I’m trying to say is, I understand a feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places that you didn’t know you had inside you. And it doesn’t matter how many new haircuts you get or gyms you join or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends. You still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy? And sometimes you can even convince yourself that (s)he’ll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long ‘all that’ may be, you’ll go somewhere new, and you’ll meet people who’ll make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back; and all those fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted – that would eventually begin to fade.”

[Adapted from the film, "The Holiday". Monologue by Kate Winslet]

Here is the video:

A Matter of Time

It has just begun. It is beautiful. It is unusually different. It is exciting. It feels special. It is nice. It is sweet. It is happiness. It is lovely. It brings a smile. It will not change. It is just that!

It gives fear. It instils responsibility. It demands enormous patience. It is time-bound. It necessitates thinking. It needs a level-headed approach. It is not confirmed. It is not assurance. It should not change. It is an idea. It is a chance, a probability, in turn, a possibility. It is a wait. It is a penance of sorts. It is a test. It is life!

So now, it is all a matter of time. Patience.

[ Adapted from a friend's blog, with permission ]