Showing posts with label Sweta. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sweta. Show all posts

Friday, June 24, 2011

She.


“I miss you Sweta.
I don’t need to look for an opportunity to say so.”

I saw her in a doctor’s coat today. I think that’s what you call it. *a doctor’s coat*
She’s never looked more beautiful before.

YOU KNOW, I miss her. Yes, telepathically (and telephonically), she’s right there. But it’s been some time since we’ve talked. Like yes, we’ve spoken. But still.

And when I saw that photograph of hers in a coat, I cried. *yes, love. I DO cry about everything*
She has made me proud. And everyone else. And she’s only going to make us proud further.

She inspires me. To live.
*To write, even when I think I’m having a block*
She inspires me to move forward in spite of the failed consequences and unfavourable consequences.
She inspires to, well, inspire.

And also to non-fearingly hit on guys. ; )

She is living a hard life. Whether or not she accepts it, it is the truth. She inspires me not to complain. And to be happy with what I have. And still keep trying to get better.

Her stoical silence speaks to me. And well, it inspires me to speak.

I’m jealous though. Of the fact that she has a free MMS service and I don’t. How Sweta, how?
“My wallpaper is infested with that picture of your bunny. Well, it IS cute”

Yes, now I’m sleepy.

Oh wait, song -
She just changes her mind.
She is frequently kind and she's suddenly cruel.
But she can do as she pleases, she's nobody's fool.
And she can't be convicted, she's earned her degree.
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you,
But she's always a woman to me. :D


To start with, rather to *never* end with, she is this frikkin’ awesome person and I’m lucky to have her in my life. She, is genius.

She, Sweta, is my best friend.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Inception.

I sat staring at the blank wall
Woven dreams, at my threshold
A pen in hand, hundred thoughts at work
As the life I knew, I give up.

The pen in your hand is what your dreams are.
The thoughts vying to cross that threshold and bloom into life.
The life that you just gave up.

Along the corridors I walk by,
Along the sands of time.
A leap of faith, a baby step,
As the life I knew, I give up.

The corridors hold the key to your memories.
The sands of time with our footsteps.
If you look you may not leap..
Leap into the life unknown.

Bound in the blind prisons of reality
My eyes reach out far seeking freedom
Repressed fantasies compel me to have trust
As the life I knew, I give up.

Take a step, find a key. A key to your reality.
Freedom is close, not that far.
Its an illusion of your  fantasy.
The fantasy of a life you just gave up.

And I drift away to yesterday
To a life I'd never have again.
For tomorrow, my past, I close shut
As the life I knew, I give up.
And the life I  knew, I give up.

Why drift into the past? You've lived it long enough.
Its a life that has lived you well enough.
Bask in the sunshine of today, not in the shadows of what could be.
Coz what will be, will be. Even if the life you knew, you give up.
Even if the life you knew, you give up.