Vulnerability is not for everyone.
the more you open yourself up,
the more love you receive.
The more love you accept,
the more you allow yourself to get hurt.
Love and suffering are inseparable.

If you can't handle the suffering,
it is best not to love,
best not to be vulnerable.
Vulnerability sure is a sign of great strength
not everyone can handle it.

I did it for the Memories.

here i go again..
i convince myself that there's no reason for me to be sad...
searching for excuses to fade away this empty feeling...
simple pleasures don't seem to help no more...
i look upon the sky searching for a place i could call mine...
Im ready to take the journey, but can't remember my destination...
dont want to know what destiny has for me..
it doesnt bother me that i cant control my life...
cause when i belong to you, every mistake makes sense,
every flaw adds upto perfection..
your absence doesnt disturb me..
am just missing a part of me....

If I were to imagine a world without you
It would be, without love
Where there are no heart warming smiles
One without music, without the songs that remind me of you
Without sunshine, without the joy of waking up and looking forward to living,
Without moonlit nights, vivid with comforting thoughts of you,
Because you have changed my world forever
By just being in it,
And nothing will ever take that away from me
Not even letting you go.

Sometimes it hurts too much.. to love..and to miss you.. but you are so worth it..

All the heartache, the pain and the suffering is all nothing compared to the love and belonging..

We write because it untangles
The twisted knots we carry in our hearts
We write because we can finally
Put down the crosses we bear
Lay it down on paper
For the next person to do the same

Writing is something
that comes to you with urgency
and you just have to give shape to it in words..

in the middle of the night...
i search for you...
my mouth keeps shut
but my mind is blabbering..
wounds hurt as i close my eyes....
the scars burn
and my life flashes by..
its now that i need you.
to find u to write them down..
write them away ..
so i can close my eyes to sleep for a while..
before i look for u again tomorrow night..
my little book for poetry..

in the middle of the night...
i search for you...
my mouth keeps shut
but my mind is blabbering..
wounds hurt as i close my eyes....
the scars burn
and my life flashes by..
its now that i need you.
to find u to write them down..
write them away ..
so i can close my eyes to sleep for a while..
before i look for u again tomorrow night..
my little book for poetry..

because when u start thinking in words..
your feelings do come alive...

in life we live for several moments actually.....
i dont believe in living for the moment... at a micro level, that day... u ll end up miserable the next..
but that doesnt mean u shud plan ahead and live for the days to come.. living in the future is not living at all.... what really matters is when the game is over...u should have no regrets... live for that moment....phir...mazaa aayega... then u ll live life...

you are like the the air,
or a cloud, i cant compare,
what you are to me keeps changing time after time
when i see you at first, i,
wonder how i ever survived without seeing your face for so long.
when u kiss me, i,
think how lucky i am to have you here.
through the time i am with you, i,
cant stop wondering what it would be like to spend the rest of my life with you.
then, after you've left, i,
am convinced that i cant live without you.

Do you know how many hours in a day I think of u ?
I don't either,
Concepts of time and space do not mean much to me anymore.
You exist and that's all I care about.

மரங்கள் தன் இலைகளுக்கு பறக்க கற்று கொடுப்பதில்லை,
வளர கற்று கொடுக்கின்றன,

ஏனென்றால், முன்னேற்றம் என்பது உயரத்தில் அல்ல,
வளர்ச்சியில் உள்ளது...

(மனிதன் தன் மக்களுக்கு பறக்க கற்று கொடுகிரனே, அவர் எங்கனம் வளர்வது..?)

தன் வேர்களை விட்டு எவளவு உயர்வாக பறந்தாலும்,
அது காற்றில் பறப்பது தான், வளர்வது அல்ல,
காற்றிருக்கும் பொது தூற்றிகொல்பவன்,
காற்று ஓய்ந்தபின், வீழ்ந்து தானே ஆக வேண்டும் ...........