tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89221277692944386702026-04-17T16:27:02.728+05:30Impression of my thoughts :) :)Wandering soulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03201976712192727534noreply@blogger.comBlogger71125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8922127769294438670.post-11779898399154170352017-06-09T07:39:00.004+05:302017-06-09T07:39:49.424+05:30

You asked -Will you miss me ? “Missing you “ is a very small word for the things I’ve started feeling for you or because of you. And now I am afraid of myself as loving someone makes the person  compelled ,helpless and enslaved-The three things which I’ve always hate but somehow you have still managed to become the circle around which my life has started revolving. You ask me what

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image source We have to fill warmth in our world, till now which was cauldrife, You will be my man and ill be the wife. Our love will deepen day after day, And the bonding will grow as our hair turns grey.  We may have many difference of opinions and fights, But promise me nothing but love, will be placed on heights. We may sometimes get annoyed and may not speak, But

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  The one with those expressive and intense eyes, I have tried to find him on this earth and skies. The one who knows how to make me smile and cheers When I am burdened with the pile of tears. The one who can handle me at my worst, Yes in his heart will lie all my faith and trust :) The one who knows to stop me when I am wrong, And he will be my life's forever happy song.

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IMAGE SOURCE Hold my hand and walk with me, why are you afraid? Love and time have their own healing powers as it is always said. Come along and ill confine all your fears in my heart, Give me your dreams and ill make it an art. Don’t stop even if the past haunts you to the core, I am with you and your loneliness are not lonely anymore. Smile, my tomorrows are

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image source- google.com My life,my world,my reason to live -yes all my long awaitings are for you. In all my prayers its only you.   My habit ,my worship- my existence is because of you. I don't know how long I have to wait seeing your way. And now I am longing for you all night and day. As the time passed with nearby church bell rings and rolls These memories played some conspiracy

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Heya ,All the beautiful people ,Its been almost 10 months that I haven't even saw my blog. So many things have changed ,infact I have changed.I'll tell You all but need little time ,many ups and downs ,but still managed to move on,forget all and smile :) :) So got little time now as I just settled down a inch in my new work place , got accepted my colleagues and made many friends ,and now I am

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Image source  Her feelings...... How should I say what I am feeling for you  ? I don't know how to put my emotions in words. It has become impossible to count the waves of my dreams, Which have come alive because of you. Come here and listen what my silence is whispering, Because this feeling in my heart will take longer than a life, to come out in words How

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I know ,life is a little screwed up., Falling for you was my bad luck. But you thought -for you ,I'll cry my whole life ? No Dear! that's completely something not my tribe. I am not someone who is gonna wait for you after all your mistakes., Sorry dear! trust takes year to build but needs few seconds to break. And for sure I won't take revenge or plot anything against you., But I'll make sure

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Image source You said you'll walk every path of our life,looking in my eye :) You said you'll always be there for me, like my sky.    Together our life has seen many sun's and shades,    And you promised to be with me, whenever I feel pale. :)   When you were mine ,there were no fears :)   And I know you will never let me make my relation with tears :)

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Image source   Some dreams ,some fears ,some regrets and some tears. Moving ahead in this sweet and bitter life , With a hint of spice and some salt, There are days when you just want everything to halt. Sometimes there are bright & warm sunny days, And sometimes there are cold & gloomy winds to face. To our surprise suddenly sometime there is a rain of love, But when it ends

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IMAGE SOURCE The one with that breath taking smile, Yes, the one for whom I can walk any number of miles. The one whose goodness will touch my soul, The one with the personality which I can adore.:)  The one for whom ill give away my last name, Should be the one who knows that love is not a game. Yes he should be the one with a golden heart, Whose kindness will make him from crowd,

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image courtesy- google To me you were something like a dream come true :) You walked in my life silently and you stayed too :) Your feeling was like wearing a warm hoodie , In cold,breathe taking december winds of my life. I fell for you the moment, your goodness touched my soul. And now i can proudly say that, Yes you are the one,the only one I was longing for. You made your place in my

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Image source Moving the darkness like kohl ,from the pillows of snowy white mountains a sun raised its head and saw that on the hills of someones heart there is a season of  love. On the stems of the memories there are innumerable flowers of past which has started giving out its mesmerising fragrance. Some unsaid and unheard wish which is still partly in sleep has started rubbing its

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(image courtesy -google) We met ,we fell for each other and we fall apart too.You became my dream and that dream which I saw with open eyes. But now all we have is a miles of space in between us.Still there are some unknown threads which are tying me to you ,still I see the dreams of both you & me to be together. I don't know how should I tell you about those feelings which are still alive

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(image courtesy -google) The shine of moon is slowly fading The twinkle of stars is vanishing too Everything seems to be so dark and empty And my love is asking your ego for some pity My life has turned its face on me And I am still lost somewhere in midst of your sea The silence which I am hearing is loudest of all I still remember you swore to handle me when I fall How should I kill memories

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People say childhoods are always special and yes they always are ,most of us have awesome childhood filled with our adorable sweet innocence and naughtiness. I have to say though I had born in a middle class family ,my parents have brought me up like a princess ,although i never got what i wanted but they always gave me what i needed and I never remember the day when I had long for something I

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First love is always an unforgettable part of your life - It will always be inseparable form heart -The memories it leaves is something from which you can never move on  even when have moved on from your relationship . Its that fragrance which clings to you till your life time . Its something which you can't get it off even if you want too. I mean all the first things in life are

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It was around early -early morning 6 ,and I was totally lost in my sweet dreams of  R.K   A.K.A  Ranbir kapoor :P  my well known crush :D :D - Well I am not a morning person at all. I can hardly and very badly wake up at 8am. After 18 years of hard core efforts by my mom ,now she has also realized that its just a waste of time to expect me to wake up early in the morning but

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Waiting for some one is not easy and its gonna be more worst  when you know that your wait can take your lifetime. Yet you choose to wait ,why ? because for you that person is more worthy than your lifetime wait. You know that those beautiful memories which you lived together is enough for your whole life to keep your doors open for that person . Although its really painful because ,you

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So, I really dont know what to write  about friendship ,because i came to know what friendship means from some extraordinary species. Before meeting them my life use to revolve around me and my family. Till my high school i only had one best  friend , an she was so helpful in every aspect of my life that i never felt ill be needing some one else  because i believe in a saying have

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All he left behind was a letter and a life full of regrets :(  {image courtesy -google} Today I am realizing why without saying anything  you ,silently left …… I am sorry but, I never wanted to be your life’s worst regret I don’t know when the  journey of “you and me” turned to “we”, but ,It happened for all good, And I don’t know how passing time made me

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Today sitting near the window,I think how times have changed ......... It was the same rainy season ,I remember how you used to come around with a cup of coffee you always knew this season make me feel low , but u also knew how to bring a smile on my face :) Today remembering those days  {image courtesy - google} Those days when it was your guitar and my lyrics Those days when there

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Dear All, THIS MESSAGE SHOULD BE AN EYE OPENER TO ALL OF US...... Subject: Letter written by a wife after her husband's death in an accident This is a practical advice by someone who has unfortunately experienced this. Must read. LETTER WRITTEN BY A WIFE AFTER HER HUSBAND'S DEATH IN AN ACCIDENT "Few things I learnt after my husband's death:- We always believe we will live forever. Bad

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If you find it very boring in the office, here are some tips for u!!!!!!!!! 1. Form a detective agency to find out who is quitting next. 2. Make blank calls to your Boss. 3. Send mails from lotus notes (outlook)to your internet mail (and immediately get to the internet and see who reaches first, you or your mail?) and read them there, andnote down the time they take to reach there. Then do

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Once there was a bus conductor, who was very rude to his passengers. One day a beautiful young girl, of around 18 years,tried to board the bus, but he didn't stop the bus. Unfortunately the beautiful young girl came under the bus and died on the spot. Angry passengers took the conductor to the police station, who in turn took him to the court. The judge was not at all impressed with him

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