I just have this too much love syndrome
I need to pour my heart out...
write I love you everywhere
on the table, on the wall, on my shirt
on the sky on the sand ..
everywhere, anywhere... i can i will write
am still writing telling everybody how much I love her...
i will explode if i dont do it..
i mean express my feelings of love...
ohh i go crazy.. how can I last a day
without telling her I love her...
god please help me tell her that
my love is the greatest the most incredible
love ever... ever... she needs to understand
that i can go crazy if i dont say nothing at all
about my love in my FB status
and let all my friends hate me
let them hate me....
I love her thats all I care about...
I write my future plans with you
my romantic plans with you..
in internet where many people read
dont care if they read and ***** on it..
i dont care as long as I can write this three magic words
over and over again...
I LOVE THEE....
I have love... too much for you

When I was small
I had a favorite game
A game only girls loved to play
Paper dolls, pretty paper dolls....

My sister Sara dressed the paper dolls nicely
Elegantly dressed, pretty dolls...
and we loved to style them our ways...
We got bored easily and Sara begged me to buy more dolls...
I used my childish charm to get a rupee or two
My grand papa joked about our  paper dolls
"no saree wearing dolls"? " no chapati making dolls"?
" No parantha making dolls?
and both of us replied.... " ohhhh.... shut up grandpapa"

When we grew up a little,
My sister and I were sent to a boarding school.
It was all girls school
and we were taught grooming, social etiquette
and how to be a lady...prim and proper
Dressed smartly, talked only when necessary
and sat up neatly, no head turns..
No giggling... only smile delicately
No tantrums or emotional plays...
just be poised... controlled.. poised and controlled...
Of course
We were not allowed to play paper dolls anymore

After awhile I hated the school...
Told my sister.....  They were turning us
into paper dolls...
Paper dolls have no say...
They only follow.. They are puppets
Remember paper dolls we used to play?
All pretty in the outside but there is no life
to breathe....
Suffocated i felt here.....all I wanted to do is flee
Sis, cmon this is certainly not us... let's flee

WE SAID GOODBYE TO OUR BED AND WE DID RUN....
We managed to be who we wanted to be in the end
to live in real world, be with real people
given a freedom to choose what we wanted to do
with life...
We enjoy our life not the traditional way anymore
Have career and still we dressed nicely and elegantly
We are real people...
Unlike the paper dolls , who only look poise and beautiful..
but inside they are freezing.... lifeless....paper dolls..

As you walk down the aisle
Wearing white from head to toe
Daddy's hand in your hand
and you both walk slow and steady
My heart beats a little faster
as you approach the altar
Where your charming groom is standing
impatiently waiting to kiss his bride..

My daughter.. the prettiest bride ever
the wedding gown suits you perfectly
and the flowers looks pretty...
everybody is smiling...
the romantic music fits.... and the ceremony is perfect

and here I am the mother of the bride...
with a handkerchief drenched with tears
my baby is going today...
a step a head into into her adulthood era
a matrimony... a new bond is made
I felt  a pang of sadness deep inside me
a sudden grief....
the fact of giving away my daughter to a man
a man almost a stranger to me...
I wanted to hate this little chap
But isn't he my daughter's happiness?

HE ...who'd promised to treat her good...
but I know myself no matter how good
he'd said he would be....
how dashing how romantic he is
how super perfect he is going to be
his love is immeasurable to our love
we have fallen in love with our angel since ...
forever...
Dear daughter,
As he kissed you today and pronounced you his wife
and ask you to pack your things up
put all your belongings in his fancy car
and take you for a honeymoon
to a destination you both cant forget.....
just remember.... if nothing...
if nothing should happen between you two
and you feel a little lost
and you  need me or your dad
whenever you need us..
we are always here for you....
forever we will be here for our angel...

the bride happily kissed her mom and left....
with the man of her dream...
and the mother of the bride continues to cry...
She cries ... in silent pretending to smile...
a fake wedding smile

Been sleeping on my bed
for the last 48 hours
Cannot open my eyes so wide
A throbbing pain in the head
Cannot swallow well too
My throat screams in pain
It hurts so bad every time i try to eat or drink
just like having small blades hiding in my throat
Tonsillitis I hate it
Its swelling now , all red and painful
My enemy number 1
Hate you so bad..
Need to rest few days
Hate to be helpless....
But I succumbed to doc's advice
REST................   before I can start to teach again..
What's a teacher without her
precious voice?
ok so all i do is rest..................

It is late
You promised you won't forget
and you will not let me wait
but this is too late
I will no longer wait
you forget I cant wait
but actually I can wait but you forget
the date and time you asked me to wait  
so good bye its late...
I can't be here long to wait....
It isn't my fault not to wait
It is your fault to forget...

Love is a Painful risk to take
Happiness and laughters
Frustrations and anger
Excitement and joy..
Depressions and hate
Peace and traquility
sadness and sorrow...
Red, purple, blue, orange, black, white and yellow....
Adds to the many colors of love....

When love blooms..
a thousand more years,
aint enough to live...
When grief is deep
The world stops to move
And you do not want to breathe.

The more you love the more you feel...
The joy of loving...
The pain of missing...
Hopes and wishes..
Dreams and visions..
Love is strange... you cant see it but feeling is real

the sweetness of togetherness..
the mournings of separation....
love is pain..
love is sweet...
love is bitter
love is hot
love is fire
love is tears
love is happiness...
love is joy..
love is smile
love is wounded heart....
love makes the world go round....
only love makes one smiles with tears brimming in the eyes...
Only love makes one cries but in the heart one smiles...
love is strange...only Love knows WHY.
Ohh how strange love is....

I wish upon the stars that tonight will never end…
I wish I could stay with you just by holding your hands
I wish I could tell you all that is on my mind
I wish I could also read everything that you keep in mind.

I wish that I could really make you see
I wish you know how much you mean to me
I wish you would never desert me
I wish you would always care and love me

I wish you don’t only exist tonight
I wish you would still be here tomorrow
I wish the world will not make us depart
I wish that I can be yours and you, mine forever

I wish and I wish to hold you tight
I wish you won’t ever let me go
I wish that one fine day, I’d meet you
I wish you would kneel down and ask me to marry you

I wish not to dream tonight
I wish I am awake all night
I wish tomorrow there will be sun shining so bright
I wish to see you smile again as you lay next to me night after night…