Drop Some Words

It was my final year; and I was prepared for my future. Everything was perfectly planned and it was a matter of only a few more months... Tick-tick-tick-tick... the time didn't stop. And soon it was my birthday. Yes, its always the same...birthday means you expect family, friends and loads of good wishes and presents. But last year something was different (and i felt it right in the morning). My parents were out of station, and though my friends wished me via calls, yet no one was free to visit me.(And my boyfriend was so damn busy that he actually forgot my birthday!!!) I wished that I could be with him but that wasn't possible as he was in another city; so i decided to spend that day with myself. Me, alone. The day went fine and in the evening I went for a stroll in the park. The weather was really good and I kept walking till I realized that someone was following me. I looked at the shadow with the corner of my eyes, moving my head a little towards left. Yes there he was

It was strange; I was still thinking about him? It had been three days since I met the man, but still his thoughts were fresh in my mind. Who was he...(of course I knew that he was a beggar!). He was starving on the road-side, I was passing by in my air-conditioned car. What could I do? It was a signal... it wasn't possible to get down and give him some money...or was it? How would I know; I never did that before. "What about you?" My friends didn't answer; one of them smiled. "What's wrong?" I asked again. "You are crazy. Why are you still thinking about him?" She looked straight into my eyes. I couldn't answer her. I kept thinking about it for several days later on; until the day when i passed by that street again. He was right there, surrounded by passers-by. I tried to look through the crowd but it was almost impossible. I asked my driver to park the car and gave him a rupees fifty note to buy food for the man. The driver returned af

Here is the chance to express the SELF... the need that everyone of us feel... yes we want to express our ideas and our SELVES...

Yes it's a new beginning to reach out ... to know the world better... to get closer to you... let's get started...

Now I know how you felt when he left you. You said he didn't betray you, but had to go. I laughed behind you. I wasn't mocking at you but I could not accept that statement from a broken-heart: “He had to leave; perhaps he had no choice… I still love him.” I noticed the stream of tears; I wanted to protect you but you said you needed no one and it was amazing how you controlled your emotions! (I have seen my friends cursing their boy friends after breakups!!). But I didn’t realize, how much you needed me beside you. I am sorry; I thought you were in no pain. I thought ‘that phase’ in your life was of no importance. I thought it was common to have one or two heartbreaks. I was young and I didn’t believe in love. You did; now I know it… I wonder how you are now; you left all of us in search of peace. I laughed with X and Y, but I was never againgst your decision. (I did not realize that, all of us are born-weak!) Sometimes I wanted to discuss about life with you, but your phil