Love is a drug...

Love is a drug..

indeed a dangerous one with no cure…

Love is addictive ..

It flows in your blood…

every breath scented with its fragrance…

Love is sacrifice…

Love is toxic…

Love gives life 

and snatches it too..

Love is non curable…

Love is addiction…

It makes you so desperate…

wanting to see the sight of your beloved..

to hear their voice, to see them smile and 

Talk..

again and again and thousand times…

Love brings those tears in your eyes..

when they take his name…

Love makes you keen and curious 

to know him more and more…

about their days and nights...

Love makes you tender…

It swallows the pride and the ego..

and you loss for them..

to make them happy and content…

Love gives strength but its a weakness too…

This Love lives in my heart….

deep and so deep inside..

fasten to strings of my existence….

I bear, I crawl, I sleep, I cry, I miss

I laugh and I love..

I LOVE HIM and forever...

To make you Happy...

To Make you Happy I Talk..
But if it makes you unhappy…
I won't talk..
I will seal my lips and keep silence…
If my silence can make you happy..
I can remain silent forever…
Your happiness is all I want…
even if its on the cost of my voice…

I can't pretend !!!

When I look at the world I see lots of people who have two faces. They hate but they show that they love. They are haters in the cloths of lovers. Disguise at its best. They show their face which is acceptable to the world. That type of people are very desperate to fit in to this world who won't ask your name if you don't have a cent in your pockets. The world is cruel and full of colours. Colors of violence and love in between, the angels and evils living all together. Fortunately their is no mark of what people's thinking and their hearts on thier foreheads else the two faced people would be killed long ago.

I am amazed and so astonished that how can a person hide his feeling and pretend to be something that he is not?. Don't he feel suffocated? Don't he feel buried under the burden of fake off feelings? 

Off course they are under burden. They are over loaded with people's expectations and desires, likes and dislikes. 

To show the world how you feel really requires courage. They may call you blunt, rigid, uncivilised and undiplomatic, a social nerd but at the end of the day when you sleep you will feel happy of expressing yourself. 

I believe crying for real is much better from fake laughter. In the same way honest hatred is far better then pretended love. 

I love to follow my heart. I cry and cry deeper when I need to cleanse myself. I laugh and laugh when I want to celebrate the blessings I am granted. I always try to show what I feel? 

When I say " I love you" it surely means that I said with every ounce of courage I had and with all my heart. When I say " I like you" it definitely means I do like you with all my soul and sights. 

When I am distant, when you don't hear me it probably means that I had left you or may be you had left me earlier. I dint pretend… I dint Pretend...