Lights! Camera!! Relationship!!!

“All the world is a stage, All the men and women are merely players, They have their exists and entrances, And one man in his tim plays many parts.” – Shakespeare

If the above quote by the legend himself stands corrected, and that all of us are after all puppets then, the question is what’s our role ? If we are playing different roles in different stages of our lives, then who knows when to cut a particular scene ?? Who enters and exits your life ?? How do you know who is constant ??? If some one is your friend forever, does that mean that he is playing a constant role in your life in one take without any cuts ? Similarly, if you ever thought looking at a person that they are gonna stay in your life but they don’t, whats that ? A learning ??? And who is keeping the record of the entire screening ? Why is it that this stage called life so full of do’s and dont’s ?? Who is writing the script down ?????? Technically if we look into the matter, we all have faith/believe in God, i have trust on him like no tomorrow but at the end of the day, no one has seen him, no one has encountered a conversation with him, its all in books and stories.. The purest form of air that we know of resides in us and all of are very much aware of it. Experiments have been done on it, and it actually observed leaving a body so this is something all of us are really sure of, THE SOUL!!! If thats the purest form of anything at all residing in our own bodies, then whom are we taking instructions from ??? Can’t we take the control of the camera (our own life ) in our own hands for a change ???

In a relationship, when you know how much you love that person, and the hearts are literally exchanged, and so our the souls, is this the reason why we end up giving all the control to that very person ? Is this why we end up being so sired to him ??? Does he end up becoming our new director now ? So we invest in the production, we obey the rules, we put our hearts and souls to make it huge , we be patient for the success while the entire society ends up becoming paparazzi’s trying to click a flick away, all sorts of acts are done to bring us down, but what do we do ? Whats the key to a HIT SHOW ? How do we know if we are going to make it to the red carpet to finally win an oscar ??? Is this why there’s never no coming back from your first true love ? From a heart break ?? Is this the reason that its never possible to bring the pieces together and stand up with all the courage to face the audience ???? Does it get this difficult to face the spot light all over again ????? Is this why one is never able to move on ???? What is it that the audience look for ? How does one know ???

So next up, what happens when you are almost living with your partner day in and day out and he is directing you very closely, each and every expression of yours is observed closely, and you are directed on every movement, slips ? Becomes distant ? Leaves the country ??? The question is who exactly is directing you now ??? He can’t keep a watch on you from that far, so what about the investment (emotional+physical+financial) ????


Just hanging there? like a rope attached to a fan with no movement ???

Even if its temporary, is it fair to be dead for that much amount of time ???


And if it actually comes down to a one man show, then what is the hustle about ????

It is so crazy, sometimes i wonder that in the middle of this huge crowd of struggling actors/actresses, you actually end up with your HERO ???

He makes every day of your life a big hit, every fight of your’s so melodramatic, every time that you cry with him, even thats poetic, everywhere you go with him is a perfect location for the shot of LIFE! The only difference would be that it wont be reel but real that time and THE BEST FILM WILL COME OUT OF IT.

And trust me, when you actually do get on that stage, with a world full of audience watching you, millions of camera’s clicking you, and somewhere between a loud applause and a spotlight right on you, HE WILL BE THE BEST AWARD YOU WILL BE RECEIVING THAT NIGHT FOR A LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT and you won’t even realize it but cleverly he must have already put a spot (black one) somewhere down your neck to save you from the eyes of the world, because his eyes will be the only spotlight on you that will matter.


The Garbage Disposal (warning : a contaminated post)

Today, of all the days, I have realized how when you try to enter the life of any person, you give your everything to them and in return you take in all the crap that you did not sign up for. Some of which are acceptable, some of which are not but at the end of the day you know that you have a big pile of only garbage lying inside you which makes you dirty, you cant spill it out anywhere because then you will make the “environment” dirty, so you know that you gotta digest all of it or else you will not be able to survive a single day. This is what i feel today! A garbage can where each and every person around you/in your life is doing nothing but increasing the piles, sometimes i cant even see my soul in there. I know its a trash.

It is one of those trash cans where there are more 4 bins, one for each, one for plastic (i.e. Pain) you know because its recyclable, one for food (i.e. Love), one for paper (i.e. The blog), and one for cans (i.e. Alcohol). I know i am just recycling the pain with the help of alcohol and sometimes i vent it out here but the food side of it is so dam hungry that now it has started to increase its area down there, its food there in every can now and its scarcity of it is only consuming because its eating up from everywhere.

My soul, my dearest of all soul is not responding, i want to throw all this litter in one wash but i cant. Not any time soon like i had hoped for! You know the feeling when you don’t know how to swim and you are in the middle of the deepest oceans, Its worse right? I have the same feeling going on inside me, in fact its not even the water, all the scrap is consuming me. Counting the days when you can finally get your life back was one thing but when a load of grot weighing more than a 1000 pounds has been added to it. I may not be able to survive this. I may not be able to live even a second of this.

When you know that you will be taken care of so you call 911, but then they don’t find it very urgent sometimes so you realize that you are better off with your own filth growing inside you, somehow you make your peace with it. Imagine the terror.

I don’t know how exactly should i narrate my soul’s movement in there, its like very tiny but sharp corns in humongous amount are poking/pinching it. 24*7!!! They were there all these days but not as hard as today. Its punishing me for not cleansing it. There is not way out except death. Should i let go tonight ? I can’t stand on this cliff anymore waiting for him to return back when i know that the days are not reducing but increasing. Should i take the fall ??? Of course its all “rubbish” what any of you might take this post as but thats all i have got left inside me now. I wish my soul lives longer , please!!!!! It was finally living.

The more i try to escape from it, the more its consuming me. I today feel what hell must be like. Its like a swap full of leftovers. Leftovers from all the pain , and the new ones that are taking birth day every second of everyday. Time to kill the heart inside you, let go off the soul. I can’t let all of you be bitten by the crappy-monster. I can’t let the soul burn inside me.

I need to clean all the poison that is cultivating inside me. Ah! I can feel how everything is slowly decaying.. its choking me!

No questions today, just a conclusion : DON’T EVER OPEN YOUR HEART SO MUCH THAT PEOPLE MAKE IT A DUSTBIN!

Only if …….

– 🖤

Locked out of Heart or Locked out of Home?

When your mind is entangled with numerous thoughts and its hard to pick the one that will be in the best interests for you , whom do you count on ? Is it the pulse that speeding up or the curfew time to get back to where you belonged ?? Does the flickering of the eye enough to take you in the wrong direction ?? Is the fear inside you controlling the heart, mind and soul ???? Why is it that the reflexes are so perfectly co-ordinated with the fears???? It gets me really perplexed to understand if we are locked between the apprehension.


Why is it that always you are supposed to pick one? Why can’t they both be synced just in the right amount of quantity to make a perfect dish called LIFE???

Is it just me or has it been the case with you too to fight a battle at HOME for your HEART ? What happens to the reflexes then ???? If they are so well trained since birth then why suddenly they are ready to fight the fears/the anxiety??? What brings the will to change in the address from Home to Heart ? Who knows if this residence is going to be permanent or not, but yet the willingness to face the twitchiness some how takes birth??

IS IT THE SOUL thats working in mysterious ways without hinting its talent to the world?

Has nothing changed from the centuries that prevailed to today ? Are we still nomads trying to fit in the perfect little Home that our Heart desires ?? Are we wonderers of our inclination ???

We keep the dearest things closest to our Hearts, then why and how do we get so drawn to the one who steals it? After all its the most precious one. It got me so full of my own thoughts that i wondered, which one to pick ? THE HEART OR THE HOME ?

Where would you like to trapped for the rest of your life ? Inside a Home that doesn’t understand you and crushes your soul but provides you with more than just luxury or inside a Heart that only knows to love and sets your soul free (post marriage)??

Is the generation gap just doesn’t mean the age difference but also the divergence between The Heart and The Home ???? When we have it all in our minds , then why is it entangled? Is it a victim of orthodoxsism? It may not even be word but fixes so perfectly with the rented mindsets of the society!

If money can buy you anything then why is the Ideal Home with no lost Heart so difficult ? How is it called a Home in the first place then ? Why the judgements for choosing the Heart after all ????

Answer : Being Locked in a jail behind the bars for the rest of my life would be better than Being locked out in “The Home” of skeletons ready to haunt you.

I mean its such a simple philosophy that if you can end up building a 1000 memories in one single room, then who needs a Full House ?? Is this the reason why getting married to someone called ‘Gamble?’

Why is the luck blamed for the jammed doors which are not ready to welcome you ???

Why can’t we just follow the path on drawn on our palms without questioning the ways of God, they don’t look as complicated now do they ????

As for me, i think that i already have chosen my Heart above everything a long time ago , and everyone except me knew that. Probably i was too scared to put it out of even a window. But the reason why i am able to tell this to all of you and specially to my own self is because of God for making me meet the person who had the key to my Heart and knew the road to follow his Heart since forever.

It wont be easy. But I will still continue to fight. In the tough times like today, I would still like to know that if one door is closing, its leading to the opening of the new one and I will keep fighting till not a single door is left to open.. Lets make a wish today and lock it in a lock key to confirm it forever..


Just how there is no lock without a key, I know God made you for me.

May the Hearts rule to make a beautiful Home.


P.S. : For every question, refer to the featured image of this post, every lock locked today is sealed for my blurred answers!!!


The Story Of Magnets

I always wondered, In the world where we, from the day that we are born, start getting attracted to little things around us, is it easy to say and yet the most difficult of all to get tempted to just one individual (soul) all your life? It got me thinking.., toys come and go at a certain age and so do shoes but why not “souls?” Why is it that once you get over a specific number, you ‘have to’ end up getting attracted to just one soul out there and never look back??? I couldn’t help it wonder, will it be just the right life if there is just one soul out there for you out of the plenty . How does one know if its the right soul for you? That it won’t drug/harm you? That it wont take advantage of you in tough times or ever?? That it will never abandon you??? That for all its worth, it will stay with you FOREVER ???

On a second thought, Is this the reason why it called THE ONE???? What kind of push is it exactly ??? Do all the laws of physics come together to hold you tight in those arms ???? Is the force rugged that your body lets lose ??? Is this why one is sired? Is the law of attraction so rebellious that it ends up listening to no one but the universe ??? Is this law even stronger than the law of Gravity ?? Do signs and magnetism come hand in hand??? Is it that every possible energy just makes you stand in the middle of no where finding him down on him knees????


After a decade of being under the impression of them being extinct, i was more than just glad to be proven wrong. The mechanism is so magnificent that it ends up doing magic that is just out of anybody’s sense to understand. It feels like every fact that is stated about love ever feels correct.


One thing is definitely confirmed though that there is a certain magnet in every individual’s soul., one might not end up finding the “perfect-opposite” (irony) in one go (since opposites attract the most) and it might take time but trust me all the time thats spent, is more than just worth it. Its that moment that counts till eternity.

Take it from me, i know men, i have known them all along, but this one out of the lot stood out so refined in his own way that i was hypnotized by the very charisma of his soul. You will feel the rush in your entire system in and out, you will breathe a lot better, you will sleep just fine, you will know that very instant because the universe will getting you all sorts of signs. And its the MAGNETS doing the MECHANISM for you. Nothing, and trust me nothing, not even a Distance Long Enough will have the audacity in it to break you! There will still be all sorts of sorrows lying around in the world, there will still be wars , there will still be a lot of pain and struggle and poverty but when you will end up sticking to your magnet, it will all just be fine out there for a moment and this is that moment that will count^ in the hustle.

I have never felt weaker than today, its said that the magnets need to always stay near each other in order to stick and even though mine is far apart on a map but its still as simple as closing my eyes for a moment and feeling it merged right to my inner self, to my heart, to my soul.

Everything is built around love it seems, even the magnets, because when they are kept close to each other but forced to not stick with one another, they palpitate/quiver and feel all kinds of sensation in one go, thats precisely me here without him. And suddenly when they are allowed to touch each other, they end up becoming insanely calm just like the touch of my personal magnet. The struggle however is always real before the “touch.”


-Come (close) and lets embrace our own pieces of magnets in us to make our soul come to rest… to fix our half-hearted hearts to ONE!

The Steep Slope

In life, there are times when we tremble upon a question very loud and clear in our heads: Is this, whatever we are about to do, right or wrong! My personal question.. why do we end up asking so to ourselves?? If we already knew the answer to it, then where did the question come in from??? If the answer stays in put, then what is the doubt about ???? Discovery? Probably we ask our very inner layer, our soul and expect it to take us to the right answer. Is that what we refer to as “gut??” Do we no longer aspire to ask any questions when we are happy? That reminds of God. That reminds me on how mostly when people are low on lives is when they ask for mercy, blames are pointed towards him., and since as they say that God resides in every human being, and we don’t know whether we should believe it or not but still not ignoring all the odds, ARE OUR SOULS, GOD?????? Is this why they are first at everything? First in entering our bodies and the very first ones to leave it? The first ones to get hurt and the first ones to mend it ? Is it keeping us alive? Is it really stopping us from the things that we do wrong? And if its really this powerful , then well, according to science, no one should do anything wrong but this is not a perfect world, we also know that every one makes mistakes. Small or big but they do. Is it so that while running on the crossroads of life, some times we lose our way/our path/our journey to where we actually wanna go and in turn make mistakes ? DOES IT TAKE US TO AN EDGY SCARY LOOKING DOWNFALL????? Do our souls get weak and do the wrong things at times too ?

Fighting with myself all along, i wonder if it was a right decision to let him go. Let him go and build our future knowing that the answer lies very much in the question but from time to time, why do i end up meeting my soul on a see-saw? Why do i never see myself on the top? Am i really that dependent that i always want him to lift me up ??? Why does it look so scary on this slope? Is the angle not right? Are we really doing the math wrong??? Why does my soul not compliment my mind.. And when all of it inside me goes off track on such a perpendicular path, whom do i raise the question to ? Is this why finding your soul-mate so important, because when you know that it fits just perfect, no road looks dangerous anymore, no slope seems steep enough, no hurdle blocks the way and no amount of strength can do them away ?? Like every one, does the soul feel the need to have a partner only because of this reason? Am i getting close to my answer, is this why its scary all the time? I knew i had him but i still let him go.. Do i wanna take this negative side of the road or should i try harder to fix the angle to know that the same road is getting us closer , that in the see-saw of life, from his end he is gradually lifting me up??? If one can lose their way this easy in life, does it mean that they can find the right route in the same manner ????? Does a simple swing like this built up as a roller-coaster in our minds???? Should we just keep following our hearts and souls to meet at a common point and make a balanced life????

So many unanswered questions but still somehow i feel like with every word out here, i am finding my answers, i don’t think that i am receiving them in my brain, but its going inside somewhere in my body, fixing things right up. Only if …. my soul …. meets that of his, and we share the sun and the moon at the very same time till eternity. It will probably bring a stop to my questions! And well here is my answer i guess. All we need to do is have the same time to observe the nature, which could be as simple as sharing a morning coffee no matter how steep the slope is, we will fall, we will get up, we will laugh it out, sometimes we will get hurt so bad that we  will cry but we still will be a big “WE” and that will cure all of it.

Lets let the LOVE > DISTANCE , for now! forever!! And why not ? If it could be in sickness and in health till death parts us then i have another clause to add to it! Sickness! Health! The Steep Limestone Cliffs! Till death parts us..!

So, do i take a decision of looking to the upside of this downfall?

I DO ❤


A state of being alone+Soul=SO(u)LITUDE

A state where you are out and out and there is not a single ear to listen out to you. Imagine! A dark night, an empty street, and you. Not a single stray out there, not even a moon to give you light w.r.t. no friends, a big family but not one person to listen to the way you actually are, not even a stranger. Only you . Even your soul gives up on you at that time !!! When it gives up on being inside you for so many years like it never existed. Its so weak now, so hollow and nothing constant! Not even the pain. Even a cry for help cant help you at that time because you are oh so fragile to even let the tears roll out of your eyes. The soul is so ice cold at this time , so numb that it can’t feel a dam thing. All you barely see are huge buildings in front of you but they are so far off that its impossible to reach them. While walking you realize that even your own shadow has now left you. Every step give birth to the death of aged hopes. You can’t listen to your breath now. There is literally no one down that road but YOU.

You want to sleep, the brain wants to do the opposite of thinking, lips want to stop the talking, fingers want to stop talking, the heart wants to stop beating, lungs are breathing out a smoke of cigarette but an inch of strength in the dreaded soul wants to crawl to that building, its like my own soul has turned into a ghost, when you know that it will be far more easier to jump and die from one, but still wants to reach out there, call for the love which is lost somewhere in the land of skyscrapers. The architecture and beauty of it is so mesmerizing that it can even give life to the almost lifeless soul. The future from here somewhere looked so attractive that the soul cannot be a citizen of the Solitude. It wants the dazzle to chisel its life up in the most fascinating way. Why has this distance become so dominant on the soul? Why can’t it be vice-versa?? Why can’t souls from each end of the world keep it intact???? Why does this time not pass???? Why does it feel like every hour without him is an ungodly hour ??? Is the soul an asthma patient that it can’t find its breath in his absence???? How can one be assured that after dragging it till the destination, peace would be found???? Will all the bruises be for nothing???? The inner layer of the body now feels in a comma, i wonder if it will be able to reach out its way.

Can any one of you out there answer me as to how will it feel if suddenly you came to know that instead of two months, six months of your life have been taken away ? Will your soul still be your companion?????

To that and nothing happy I leave to you this piece in the very hope of any one of you who shares a mutual feeling out there with me, its here, that you will find peace.

So(u)litude… Will we be ever able to bring the souls together to make one single altitude to reach to the height of those buildings, hence our relationship ??


The Invisible Tie

Like all the men who claim to be sophisticated in this world, some of which are and some of whom who are not , what makes them so different from the other men? Should the way they dress in their Tom Ford’s and drive massively expensive cars with their extravagant style of living come together to get them laid? be applauded for ? What exactly is sophistication ??? Are we born with a tag of being so? Because i feel it to be a matter of upbringing no matter the rest of the views. Are the souls of such men also branded ?? Do such souls even smell great because they are wearing a Hermes perfume ?? Well according to me the heart of a men is the best scent for their souls! So who brought in this partiality ??? Why do we encounter men with great hearts, weighing a perfect soul inside them in contrary to the branded ones ? Have we become such hippocratic people that we prefer a branded soul to get laid to or married to ??? Do we prefer souls with a tux over the most magnificently casual ones? Are we being fair to ourselves ???? Why is it that in this world where you are so lucky to have all the sights to technology to heal every sight and look better/clearer, the most important thing seems to be such a blur? Is our vision lost ??? Can no one heal it ???? Why cant any one of us be a “tie-breaker.”

My man is just slightly different. He is not here nor there! I don’t see him in a tux, nor do i wish to see him so. But he is not under the category of a casual one either. I see a third breed all together. I see his soul in a tie! A tie which is not visible to everyone but me! The tie thats pulling me closer to that of his soul everyday. Its just hanging in there, holding his soul dam straight. Its so amazingly carved around his neck and does its work so faultlessly that I sometimes wonder that if that tie gets apparent to all, he might get in a trouble of  being researched over ! It gets me wonder, he wants it all, and by all i mean, all the love, all the care, all the attention, all the time, all the money and i know that all of you might wonder that what is so different about it. Every man is thriving for all this! Then what is so different? The difference is in the embroidery, the design of the tie. He wants all this like just another man but why is the question! He doesn’t want all of this for himself. Not a thing! He wants all this for me . For US! His single tie and our two souls is the only sole (motive) to fight for. I know that yet again you might wonder that there are shit loads of selfless people out there who want everything so what is it ? What is exactly is it that this soul is different from the rest ? Answer ??? In the times where the tie lets him lose with his confidence, in the times where the tie chokes him, in the times where it becomes a hinge trying its best to kill him, i see everyone giving up sometime or the other but he doesn’t end up giving up on any of the life’s principles. I don’t understand but for a man who is not having a top-notch luxurious Burberry soul still be the most expensive one of all! I’m not saying that all the luxurious souls are that mean, not claiming anything but an observation.

Haven’t gotten to the best part yet, i see a transformation in my soul every now and then, becoming not equally but closer to perfect every day in his absence. How he has tied his tie that has tied his soul to that of mine. How exquisitely he was handling my soul all these years is something i will never know but now it smells like that of him, no covering but just the way it came to this world. He has transformed my labelled soul into the most normal one and i couldn’t be happier. I have never felt so alive. On how being in the middle of all such variably different souls, i feel like mine is the most simple one. No complications.

This post is just the smallest attempt to make all of you get closer to life in real and not materialistic side of it.!!

I pray for all you beautiful souls everyday.



Masking E̶m̶o̶t̶i̶o̶n̶s̶ Pleasures

In the world where the total population of 2017 (April) was estimated to be 7,500,000,000. This would mean that there are 7.5 billion types of different souls living across this whole world suppressing there emotions pleasures at least for a some amount of years in their lives. I on the other hand along with the strike through emotions collaborated with the basic pleasures a body needs from time to time to make the situation and living worst for myself. The soul got trapped between the both of them and it hasn’t able to breathe from the past 15 years . My body regime, my emotions have been so uptight all this time! Two reasons for that.! My basic principle to do the obvious after marriage so that explains the frustration and my emotional side because no one out of this 7.5 billion individuals had the nerve to do so. Why did i always encounter guys who only wanted pleasure in exchange of my emotions???? Was there something so indefinitely wrong in me? Have i been really a shame to my soul ???? How has my soul breathed a fresh air ever? Well, that explains the smoke!!!! All hopes done and down, i was so absent about what my own mind/body/soul needed all these years, decided to be perfectly okay even if what is required to keep increasing the above mentioned population is NOT EVER DONE!!!!!!!

*Enters a man in my life* holding not really the same but kind of on the same page definition. I had finally met an individual i can trust all of my emotions, my fears, my hopes and aspirations with until i came across HIS TOUCH!!! It was for the first time ever my soul was welcomed on this planet. For the first time, a drug had infected me in such a way that a max of 10 blinks, and i was addicted to it. I wanted that touch to keep me alive. How often does one expect to come across such an individual in this world where everything is planned. How that touch became my home, i had no idea. Each and everywhere where they moved, it felt like they have started to pump blood on the right places, while my soul was turning pale, it came back to life! Like it was getting the right amount of water! Remember??? When the lips got closer, it was like i was started being loved by two people , him and my soul. He from the outside, soul from the inside! Things kept getting intimate and i have no idea when our souls swapped! It felt right , like nothing has before and thats when i understood that my soul wasn’t trying to love me from in there but it was trying to enter his body! Natural process isn’t it?? Then why??? Why couldn’t i ever spill about it even though it came into action 5 years after the relationship but there was never an urge! The touch did its work all right and so did the lips. I understood that there is no such thing as a good kisser after i had done it with him. It was clear that very instant that the more you like the person, the more you will fall in love with the way he kisses. It was like a current generated in my soul and i thought that either it will lead to the world beginning or the end of the world as spiced up in my head but it was nothing but completely normal. So all the fuss for nothing. I felt like the luckiest soul to have done it with the person i am hoping to get married but this post is specially for the beautiful and trapped souls out there who still hold this thinking and if you feel like it is effecting your bodies, and hence playing with your emotions then stop! I know it now and there is no harm as long as you don’t end up transferring souls across the town!

But now ? Now what??? Where does the need go now???? where is the urge?????? Why am i being so vulnerable to just hug him right now ????? Why can’t i see absolutely no control over my body????? Is it normal???? Is it really sick of my soul to cry out so heavily right now like there is no space??????? How crazy do u think it is to hold on to the crappy emotions right now even though my soul wants to crawl to him!!!!! How can i let him know though? What if he is busy! Why is it that emotions always come in the way of pleasure ? Can’t we work without them ????? Are our souls so sacred that they only want that one drug???? Is it the souls in our body that give rise to both emotions and pleasure??? Who wins??? Is it emotions for women and pleasure for men?? Is it so because women usually think from the left side of the brain because thats the emotional one and men think from the right side because thats the logical one??? What does the soul do when the brain functions? Oh wait, some other color maybe! Because souls have variety of colors so probably soul is just so blah color at the time. But when soul has this urge, how does it happen to control the streak????


Start taking the steps back already will you!? High time don’t you think? You are my high! Don’t you get it ? Drug me! My soul is infectious to you.

Let the wait be over!!!!!!!!


4.33 am : no sleep : soul awaits


The Multi-colored Soul

Every day as they say is a new day. Every night that’s gone is bygone and every hour between this day and this night should be cherished to the fullest. But why do the souls transform with such days turning into nights? I mean how can one modify their inner self that often?? If last night was the greatest of all, how is that supposed to be forgotten the very next morning? I mean come on now, we were asleep!not dead.!!! Why are we taught and expected to bring such humongous changes in us that are humanly just not possible??? Do they really expect our souls to be extinct for those couple of hours (i.e. from the perfect nigh to the morning that followed it)?? Is the pressure of expectations so ponderous that even our souls can’t take it because according to me, souls are the most innocent and the strongest part of any human being. They are the ones who are at the minimal contact with the outside world and yet they control us! So this means that they are like new borns but they are supposed to change with every situation that comes along their way (since they are strong at the same time) that is obviously going to last for days or hours or minutes or even less than that for crying out loud!!! CONCLUSION: NEW BORNS WITH EXPECTATIONS!!! Are we loathing our lives on such a gentle system that has to keep converting into a brand new mechanism every now and then????? IMAGINE!!!!! This is the reason why one just can’t ever be constant. I understand that changes are important in life to scoop out the monotony but is it necessary that we keep changing with it too?? Why do we have to torture our souls to go through all the drama that happens 24 hours a day??? Why is it that we have made our souls so habitual to it that it seems impossible to find a way out of it ????????

I myself out here am a victim of it. I think every one of us at the same time across the world have only one thing in common and its the thinking of the fact that “we like to do things that make us happy.” Then why ? why and when does a simple sentence like this gets to be so hard? Have we accepted the fact that we always have to go through a rough patch in order to be happy?? Because happiness can’t be achieved until one is the saddest? What makes our souls in a dreadful/clumsy/annoying day to cheer up in one go ??? Who brings in these change of colors! I mean has this ever happened to you that this one second you were feeling like you are at a REHAB and the very next second its like boom! DISNEYLAND!!!! Who brings this change from off to on in our soul-arr-system??? Or sometime during the day you are this shit scared , locked in a dark room of your brain and you see this light from outside the window and faith in life is regained within a millisecond???? Or sometimes you want to cry so hard , its like you wanna die but then you get the best reason in front of you that makes you feel like you are going to die laughing???? That reason from me is about 7,291 miles apart ! The reason to my Disneyland, to my laughter, to my happy colors, to my happy soul. He is out there thriving for a second of “our happiness” to be accomplished. For our souls to have just the right color of love. But how can i express as to how hard is it to hold on to myself in the world where the only way to live is to let your soul live under the million shades of grey of expectations of judgements and no peace whatsoever. Its like my soul is inhaling all the colors of pollution and my environment friendly soul is scratching them all out . He is like my 911 number to save my soul when it gets on fire. I wish the collision of our souls in no time….. my soul master!

Come back now. With all the colors of love and fill my soul up with with the perfect red on my forehead!!!


Every time I miss you, my heart cracks a little!! </3

Why is the “soul” the most sacred place of all?? Why is it that i wanna store you right in it (i.e. soul) for decades to come??? Why do i want our souls to live even after we die???? irony right ?!!!! Why cant they live forever?? They are not the ones to commit any sins! They never do nothing wrong! The body does and the soul follows… but then why is the soul the very first air to leave??? Is it behind the bars being punished for something it did not do ???? Is it not gratified in there ???? Am i back to square one??? I guess yes. It only gets happy when its walking with the right soul on the right path at the right time. SUDDEN REALIZATION : Is the soul, throughout our lifetime, fighting inside our bodies in order to set themselves free? Does it really want the freedom that bad ??????????????? Have we forcefully tied it down with our bodies when they really don’t wanna be tied down? Are we sick????????

Oh wait, now i know! Does the heart want what the soul wants??? Is it true that both of them have a mutual understanding?????? Is the real can of worms in our soul and not our hearts? So when the soul mourns , the heart breaks, when the soul feels like touched, the heart beats like it never has before, when the soul is scared, the heart beats in a way that it wants to leave the body too, when the soul feels nothing at all, is that the point when you feel like the heart is numb, are the heart and soul having a plan ?? Are they playing with our brains??? So wait, this explains each and every crack in my heart, this explains how much pain my soul is going through every dam second of every day! Another thought! Are the diseases caused by lack of love? and not alcohol and cigarettes, are we puppets of our soul?? Probably yes, and i think that that’s exactly why every minute second of my life now is getting deteriorated. I MISS YOU! I miss like there’s no tomorrow and my soul is getting weaker. Its bringing a pain out in my heart. Both of them are together pinching me and its like thousands of corns and coming together hitting my soul causing a pain in my heart which can only be cured by a simple touch of yours. Come ! Just come already and embrace me like i’m the only girl in this world. Set my soul free with that of yours. Let our hearts beat together for once now. Lets make it all one! Lets not crib about the small things in life! lets compile them all to make it big. I want to touch you to fix my heart , each and every crack will be fixed as you slide your fingers through the pain growing in my body and let the cured heart in turn fix the broken soul in my body!!!!!!

Be the drug i want you to be. We can really live without the money. I can beg with you on the streets with you and make love to you right there without complaining!!! Hold me close. Just like you always have but just never let me go this time.

Let the soul’s be back to where they belonged. Come closer so that this distance can get shorter. Let me look in those eyes . Why don’t you????? Money WILL NOT be buried in the soil with our bodies but the time will if we waste it.

I love you

I miss you , and shit! My heart….. It again….. just cracked a little!!!!