Dard Ka Maza b Ajeeb hai Door hai woh Phir b dil Kay Kareeb hai Khata hai bas abb so jao Us ke tasveer Neend Sa Kareeb hai Log toltay hai sub kuch shorrat o dolat say Dil apna Aaj kal bas ghareeb hai

Hate mornings like this in general. Cold, dark, gloomy like my heart. Yes it’s still aching. Like little pangs of ache that strike that I need to pull back on. Everytime I do it tugs on me.

Simple and to the truth

One of the best mini letters ever…. I think of you almost everyday. I miss some things about you. I want to call you up and chat but I know I may create a bad habit once again that I seriously can not afford in anyway. I promise-that I care about how your heart aches […]

moments and memories

how does one go back and record all the memories and the moments? some stay in your head so clear and vivid-like you can just close your eyes and step back right into them. others so far away pushed back that even if you tried with all your might youd catch just a teeny tiny […]

Life’s a whole bunch of things. What it shouldn’t be is blahhhh. But it happens. It’s happening now. It’s happens mostly when you can’t afford to financially or physically make something happen. Like right now I want to book a something far far away but it can’t happen. Ahhh too much depressing thoughts. Another time

each week i have so much i want to unload off my shoulders, me head, my heart about whats going on. and i don’t. or somehow don’t have the time. what brings me back today is what always has to writing. and it has always something to do with love. I’ve written always since i […]

Spring reminds me of

Some moments keep flashing at me. The taxi ride to a mall in Dubai and I got Out and the warm air hits me. This happened once When my moms there and the second time with a stroller in the trunk. The humidity near water and passing bridges. The newness of pushing myself to do […]

Exhaust

I want to be so exhausted at times that I wouldn’t need a sleeping pill, an allergy pill, a natural pill, a few glasses of wine, or drunk enough, a warm bath or a few puffs. Yes what would it take to be that tired asides a death or betrayal? To have the luxury to […]

When I die

If I get buried I want it to rain as soon as I am under ground. Then only will I have been forgiven and at peace. If I am burned and you hold my ashes in your hand-I hope to be spread thru an open field full of purple or white flowers. Lavender preferably but […]

Movies that are yummy

This year I’m loving netflix. And just movies in general. My type. {Adore} a movie in a small town in Australia with 2 beautiful sophisticated ladies that just make up 1/2 the spurious storyline I haven’t seen-umm ever. Beautifully pictured and Sikh elegant. {And While We Were Here} a movie in Italy where a pretty […]