My Life My Way

Wait wait &wait... For all the women who wait—the silent heroines of love—this is your story. Each morning begins with hope, the promise of a shared evening when love can unfold in its simplest form: a quiet conversation, a shared meal, or a walk under the stars. Yet, as the hours pass, life intervenes. Work deadlines, unexpected calls, errands, and responsibilities pile up, pushing those precious moments further out of reach. And so, the waiting begins. It’s not just about the physical presence but the yearning for connection. The days turn into weeks, weeks into months, and before you know it, years have quietly slipped by. With every passing day, unspoken thoughts and emotions accumulate like unopened letters stored in the heart. Words of affection, moments of joy, or even shared frustrations remain locked away, waiting for the perfect time to be expressed—a time that rarely comes. But love, in its quiet resilience, persists. It weaves itself into the fabric of daily life, even

Frozen Time: A Tribute to My Dad ! Memories are like fragile treasures, and some remain etched in our hearts, even when time fades their details. This is my story, a dedication to the faint, precious glimpses of my childhood and to the man I call "Duddy"—my father, whom I never truly got to know. It was the early 90s, perhaps 1992 or 1993. Two little sisters, ages 4 and 5, dressed in cream coloured layered frocks and tiny white and red shoes, eagerly waited for their favourite adventure. One sat at the front of the bike, clutching the handlebars, her small hands barely covering them, while the other perched on the pillion seat. The bike was a Jawa, and the rider—a tall, fair, and handsome man with a proud moustache—was none other than their father. He would take us to a park in a nearby Defence colony in Saintala, a small town that still holds pieces of our family’s story. I can still feel the wind on my face and the sound of laughter as we rode through those streets, as if t

Always in search here and there, She saw the word in every text.. It was nothing but the common word "Love", Tried seeing it around how it works? Found lots of blah blah talks, sometimes confused, most smiles, many tears, with pairs, with huge family, all was love... Made more confused what was it? A hug and kiss was a love...  A care too is love, feeding food was love, waiting for someone was too love, planting tree was love, Now it was really tuff​...  Can you tell what you really is love ? :S

The Watching Eyes! It was just a dream, not any reality but words started flowing infront of my eyes, and i decided to make a note of the clueless dream! With opened or close eyes of mine, I could see a eyes watching! Its not the mirror image nor the inner mind, But those eyes keep speaking alL time. Ignored it multiple times thinking a false thought of mine, In return the eyes gave a smile back eveytime. Never thought a eyes would keep watching who really has nothing! Wink of it made me realize the eyes spoke several times, with all answers behind. Those eyes hardly see in real, but i see those with opened & closed eyes of mine! It always tells "I am there for all the answers you need" try to find it anytime :) Dreams really speak a lot...but answers are always with us ;)

Just the presence with a long silence by my side..... with no words or sentence spelt out, only the presence for long time side beside ... Words are the means to express feelings ... but only the presence beside expresses and tells everything.... Talks really don't meant to know or make things understand but.... The observation and expressions speaks what it meant... A walk on the sand along with the sunset gives the feel of real beauty ... Nothing could really give such happiness just the presence side beside... The charm of the mind and innocence of consciousness keep speaking with silence..... Words doesn't matter to know what is deep inside....rest all is spoken by the winds by your side. Attraction or attention is not required and meant nothing... when the wheels keep moving together without any dragging .. This is not required to be told as everything is known about it ! Presence can be never ending with the silence but the words end in no time... W

From among the thousand rooms my heart you have occupied the maximum space... You always tried making me fear of losing my near and dear, which always made me lonely and my eyes filled with tears! It’s Good to have fear to make one grow higher but your plans for my fear are not really clear. I hate you the most and never want back your stay, don’t come out and spoil my lovely Day! You were never welcomed by my heart to live or stay, so it’s better for you to leave my place and run away! Never plan to make your stay, it’s almost a year you are spoiling my all Days. Enough Mr. Fear, I no more Fear, now I am the Winner and you are the Looser. So accept your failure and plan your departure! As I am no more alone and will never be anymore, time for you to run away alone. Good Bye! Mr. Fear don’t turn back anymore and dare to make me fear.... Coz I will never have time to think about you anymore! Now time for me to win and be the Winner....... As I will be busy planning my career