Remember Me?

You gave me your jacket that windy day we went horse riding

And clasped my hand tight running downhill when we couldn't hear anything 

except the wind and the blood rushing in our heads.

We laughed through the pants and the gasps till our sides hurt

Then we ate too many mini strawberry sundaes 

and played charades with everybody on the bus.

I guessed that movie you had completely made up, and your friends were mad.

The day I couldn't stop crying, you sat with me through breakfast, lunch and karate class patiently as I spoiled your favourite white shirt.

The twins kept telling everybody how it was a relief that she was gone 

but I had you and we missed her together.

You slept with my hands in your hair on the bus our way home

And during the pit stop we shared the cotton candy you bought for me, 

claiming you hated it and didn't want one for yourself.

We were so young and naive and quite cute.

I wonder if we have ever crossed paths these past seven years. I wonder what you look like now. I wonder if you ever think about me. Do you even remember me?

I'm Trying!

I'm trying hard to start afresh, to leave things what happened where they belong, in the past.

I don't want to end up like some emotional baggage wali woman in some movie. :P

"If you let go a little, you will have a little peace. If you let go a lot, you will have a lot of peace."


 

I don't regret it. I don't regret us, I never could. It was lovely while it lasted. =) 

Excuse the face :P Read what it says!
I hope it's true. I hope things start working out.
I need em to ..

  

This makes me sad as well as happy.

At the moment, I don't know.

Bad things and time doesn't really pass as fast as you'd wish for it to! Sigh.

Also, deaths change people. Why can't some bitches get that? Just because I'm sometimes low  doesn't make me a loser. Your branding me that surely makes YOU one! 

I hope you are happy but I swear I can't let this one go. Who the heck irritates and give crap advice when someone is grieving? You do. Aaaaaaaaargh x_x

P.S I know I've been not commenting or visiting any blogs. I'm sorry, I mean it!

I'm unwell and college is on, traffic, rain and add to that classes and everything.

I'll try to be back as soon as I can. =)

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"You are so beautiful mom"

" .. But momma, why did they trouble you? You are so beautiful mom"

"Aww, thank you sweety. And they used to enjoy troubling me because when momma was a little girl, for 2-3 months, momma didn't have the hair she has now.. I was bald honey, and they used to enjoy poking fun of it, and me."

" .. One day, as Kayla, Josh and their friends were making fun of me not having hair, a small boy, about my height, came over to me and told them that he found me beautiful.." she said wistfully.
"And you won't believe how red, just like a tomato she'd turned!" Nathaniel added, with a laugh.
"Dadddyyy, you aa home" Lily squealed, running to hug him.

"Then what happen mommy?" Lily asked, settling comfortably on her father's lap.
"That boy and I soon became really close friends, he was the only one who would help me, sit beside me during lunch. In a week or two, we were practically inseparable. He was the first person outside my family I told that I had cancer and --"
"What is cancer mom? Is it like cooties?"
"It's a disease love. You will learn about it more in school when you grow up, okay? And I don't have it anymore, so you needn't worry." she added, reassuring her daughter.

"One day the bullying took a turn for the worse, and my best friend found me near the music room, crying my eyes out. I still remember the way he hugged me tight. It made everything seem bearable.. And then, then he told me he loved me. And I told him I love him too!" she completed, the beginning of a blush evident on her face.

"Then what mom?"

"He took me to his house that day. The two of us, hand in hand, walked up to his mom's room, where she managed a saloon. Apparently he had told her about me. And guess what Lily?" she asked, a grin illuminating her face.

"His mom had tons of wigs. Of so many styles and colors. His mom took a liking to me, and she made me sit on her chair for hours, and she set wig upon wig onto my head, till she was finally satisfied with how I looked. She gave me shoulder length curly hair. And let me tell you, I WAS IN LOVE! The way my curls swayed with every step I took, the way they would wrap themselves around my finger as I ran my fingers through my hair .. I can't thank her enough."

"We still have it Lil, come look" Nath said, opening the small drawer to reveal a curly haired wig.

"Then what happened mom?" the bright eyed 7 year old asked.
"Haha, she was slowly accepted by people at school hon, and in 2 months, her own hair grew out and she no longer needed the wig" Nath spoke.
"Slowly, everyone almost forgot about that year. My hair grew long and I made new friends, but his mom, if she wouldn't have been there, I'd probably not be here. She helped me when I really needed it and --"
"and that was the end of my hair problems!" Nath finished, trying to mimic her voice.

"Daddy, you are crazy! Who was that boy mom?"
"Yes Nath, but only my hair problems, but school, and actually all my problems. And baby, it was no one but your mad goofy dad!" she ended with so much love in her eyes.
"Aww, you two are the bestest pawents ever. That is so cute mommy. And daddy you were so nice. I also want someone like that.." Lily said.
"Not until you're 20" Nath said sternly, as Mary burst out laughing. "20? Really? But I always knew this would happen. Hahahaha, hilarious"
"Hilarious, oh I'll show you hilarious. And you too Lil, joining on your ma's team eh? Here comes the tickle monster...!" Nath shouted, as Lily tried to wriggle out in vain and tickled her and his gorgeous wife till they cried of laughter.



(I wanted to use a non celeb, but it might become a copyright issue. So yeah, imagine this hair, minus the face :P)
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Footprints In The Sand.

And in the end, all that is left behind, of us, are our footprints in the sand. 

Until the wind blows them away and new ones replace the old.

Just like memories.

p.s. :  NINE DAYS TO BLOGOVERSARY!! 

Because Every Band-Aid Has To Be Ripped off,Sooner Or Later.

Dear Friend, you said you'll come home, a million times till date, and somehow the plans never materialized. You lead me on, maybe unknowingly, but I'm filled with false hope, and then you let me down. Where were you when my world was on fire? When I was crying all day and surrounded by sad crappy sad things? You weren't here for me.

You know what hurts more? I was there for you, I did all I could. You were busy with classes, ok. Busy with your own personal problems, ok. But how much time does one phone call really take? Sigh.

Dear Friend #2, remember that day when you called me in the morning almost crying over the phone itself? You told me what was wrong and I came over to yours, to try and comfort you. I was there for your fights, with your parents, I took your side when everyone said you're an idiot, I consoled and spoke to your partner when that person didn't want to even speak to you.
And we, we aren't in touch even, properly. You call when you need something, when I need someone, you are never around. In my 6 months of my foot injury, did you EVER ask about my foot?

When I met new people, you said I'm forgetting you all, I never did. I always made time, for our plans, for everything. If I could, I would.

I kept wondering, what'd I do wrong? Am I not worth that one message? One phone call? 10-12 years of friendship, and it all boils down to this?
I felt lonely. And abandoned. And so annoyed, frustrated.
But not anymore.

One wise person told me, that sometimes you just outgrow some relationships. And though it felt like a cruel blow to my ears, I know it is true.
Maybe you have found someone better, who understands you more, maybe you have changed your priorities.
So today, I'm forgiving myself for hating myself beause of other people.For questioning my worth. For feeling sad over these now-extremely-awkward friendships.
Whatever happens, if we talk once a month, or directly after a year, I'll always love you!

I'm shaking off this whole thing, and ripping off the band-aids. It'll hurt, God it already does, but it will get better someday. HAS TO!

This doesn't mean I hate you. It just means I've accepted what's happening and I will no longer dwell on it, or complain about it.

Have a KICKASS weekend! =D

Awesome April #Day12

(Awesome April #Day12)

Memories. So many, flying around in front of my eyes,

Right from the first time we made small talk,to break the ice.

The stolen glances, the exchange of numbers, remember that text at 1?

The first date, the comfortable silences that followed, your removing the clip holding my bun,

You carved a special place for yourself, breaking through all my mental walls.

Only with you I'd go on random picnics and *shudders* huge malls!

A dozen scrapbooks wouldn't be enough to fill in your role in my life.

But that was in the past I say to myself, as I move forward in the line, put on a smile and congratulate you and your wife.

-Blahblaholic x

P.S : My life is kind of messed up at the moment. So I haven't really been visiting your blogs, I'm sorry, I'll try and get to them :) Also, thanks to BluBluBling, I can write when I want to coz of this Awesome April series!