Wasted Days...

was it LUST or LOVE…?

This is the continuation from the previous part posted on 06th November 2007.

He got introduced to me once again and shook hands. It wasn’t a quick one this time. He held my palm tight in his fist. I couldn’t believe that it was real. It was hard to express what I felt from within. I was thrilled.

Things started to change in my life bit by bit. I completely fell for him. I adored every single movement he made. Never knew why I treasured him so much despite he had all I disliked in a guy. Yet, I totally gave my entire life to him. Spent happy times and gathered special memories.

I believed he had something special to me, though he never expressed his feelings for me. He showed an extraordinary care for me which got me blinded by into his magic.

I kept hearing rumors about my prince, but never believed them. They were horrible and hard to consider as he was an absolutely different person where I see.

We had a delicate relationship. It grew strong one moment and weak the other. But it never changed what I felt for him a fragment. Sometimes, rage made me feel I hate him more than anything else in this world but inside I felt he is everything for me… It took ages for me to discover the real him. He wasn’t the pleasant guy I thought he was. I was seeing what I only wanted to see. He was one cruel son, whose mother would be ashamed of. His charms kept fooling girls who fell for him. I am one innocent girl who got carried away by the teenage lust and got hurt, while the convict enjoyed every bit of his life. He was a real player who knew how to entrap girls in his charisma. By the time he realizes that he is at fault, it might be too late.

Moral of the story: “You can never change your past but can always try to make a better future by repenting your wrongdoing and never repeating them”.

Frog Prince

I’ve read from fairy tales that when a princess kisses a frog, the frog would actually change to a handsome prince. This was one thing I wanted to see if it was true. Once, there were these little toads and frogs near my home in puddles… but they were too slimy and gross I never touched one. One morning, after breakfast my little brother and I were at the door watching these frogs play. He ran to them and took one on his tiny palms. I always wanted to do what ever he does. So, I took one for me too… held it and went inside to show mom that I got a little frog prince. All of a sudden it came into me that I should actually kiss that slimy fellow so that he’d become a real prince! I was just about to kiss it when my little sister came in and screamed… I threw it in alarm. Ran to mom and cried that I was just about to kiss the froggy but now because of her I’m not gonna get the prince! Then my mom told me they are written tales, it’s never gonna happen for real. I felt really sad and kept complaining that it’s my sis’s fault. I actually thought that it would turn real. Sheesh… these fairy tales are so manipulative.

I also used to put tiny froggies in plastic bags and keep them my bath room, and ask mom not to switch the lights off... since they may get scared of the dark! Gosh! How stupid was I?

Return with new hopes....

Hey fellow bloggers....
I've been away from blogging for a while! Just been too busy and stuck up with works...
I'm back with new hopes, hoping I can keep on blogging, atleast one post a week! ;) and hope to get your corporation, as before! Keep on blogging buddies! ;)

Cheers!

βůttәяfĿy Fever...

Butterfly, Butterfly, flutter around.

Butterfly, Butterfly, touch the ground.
Butterfly, Butterfly, fly so free.
Butterfly, Butterfly, land on me!
Butterfly, Butterfly, reach the sky,
Butterfly, Butterfly, say good-bye!


I'm a little Butterfly, l have wings,
I fly around and see all things.
When l see a flower that looks great, I call out to all of my mates.

Hapi Hapi Times....

It would have occurred in every girl's life that there had been a time she spent with her own little toys and same aged girls. Having tea parties and sleep overs. Showing the real princess she is. There had been plenty of times I had the same. Having our own beauty pageants and winning our crowns over others. They were the most beautiful and most colourful days. No worries just living in an own world. No fear of growing up and facing the different challenges each day. So innocent and carefree. I just wish I still haven't grown up.

But what the crap... its how life is! Looking back the old times makes life more sweeter and memorable... Live life happy!

Missed Your Birthday...

Yesterday was my sweetest buddy's birthday and I had always wanted to post an article for him on his very special day! But yesterday had been one of my busiest days and didnt get a time to do so... Its so sad that I missed it but thought I'd post it anyway, though a day had pass by.

Happy Birthday to YOU,
Happy Birthday to YOU,
Happy Birthday dear Limmie...
Happy Birthday to YOU!

Hope you had a great time yesterday...
Oh yeah, I bet you did, when I called you at midnight you were having a Ketchup shower... hehe!
Have a blast...

(¯`•. Ðëđǐ¢åŧëđ Ŧő My ÐåяĿing Buđđy Ŀim .•´¯)

Wasted Days...

was it LUST or LOVE…?

It was the most beautiful days of my life, my high school days. One ordinary afternoon while I was sitting at the front bench right before the lecturer as I always did, a masculine guy walked in. I froze at his glimpse… was speechless! Briefly introducing… he smiled; I was totally lost into his dreamy eyes, muscular figure and manly posture. Maybe it was the most dramatic moment of my life. The air molecules surrounding me stopped its movement. (Well, this is just a little bit too exaggerating but I’m trying to visualize the scene!) I was taken back to the reality after his magical touch, as he shook hands with me. He was the hottest guy I had ever met till then. The whole day, his face was all over my mind. But, I had my heartbroken that I completely forgot his name. Tried to make out what he said. It sounded pretty familiar, yet had no luck recalling it back.

Days went by. This mystery guy was out of my mind once and for all, as I never met him ever after. Well, at least for the moment, that’s what I thought. “Slightly, he managed to fade away from my delusion”.

School’s annual talent show was the next big event upcoming. It was the night of audition, for the play. I was nervous and as cold as a fish. Butterflies were flying freely all over my tummy. I went off to show my talent hoping that I get selected for the role I was auditioning in our Russian play. While I was waiting for my turn to be auditioned my best pal called me for a chat outside the audition room. I went to him. Two other guys were waiting for me with him. The prince charming that I just ended daydreaming about was right in front of my eyes.

To be continued…