If we can't be together in reality
Promise me that you'll visit me in my dreams
For at least in my dreams i wish to have someone i can call my own
Someone who shares my sorrow
And helps me deal with my loneliness
Someone who gives me hope
Someone who consoles me
Life had promised so much but offered so little
I guess love has never really had a liking for me
Every single time i had the chance to be happy
Life took it away from me
I've now lost faith in everything...
....love,life..my entire existence
Sleep evades my eyes
The eyes which were once filled with dreams
Are now overflowing with tears
Some nights i look up at the night sky
And my entire life flashes right in front of me
And all i see is a vast space filled with nothingness
My life which was once a hustling and bustling city
Is now a graveyard of buried hopes and dreams
So i humbly beg you again
Please visit me in my dreams
For how else am i to make it through the torturous night?

While you have no control over the quantity of your life
The quality of your life is in your hands

Be it a relationship or marriage..it requires constant work.It's never easy and certainly not a bed of roses..so you can't take nothing for granted.Sometimes even the tiniest of cracks can destroy something good..so you need to be very alert and pro-active.

My greatest opponent is the one i see in the mirror everyday
I wonder why he looks at me in that weird way
He never really has anything good to say
He mocks me
He criticizes me
He spits his hatred on me
But i don't allow all that negativity to affect me
For no matter what...i'm determined not to lose to this opponent

A guilty conscience is a pretty powerful motivator.You'll notice that more often than not, when you're suffering from a guilty conscience you tend to make an extra effort to be good,do good and say good..'coz i guess somewhere in your mind and heart you regret your words or actions and unless and until you do something to make it right it eats you up inside...and the worst part is that sometimes people can see right through it.

There is none that can match his class
He can play well on all surfaces but is undoubtedly the emperor of grass
On this surface where many slip and fall
He moves with immaculate grace and stands tall
The centre court belongs to him
He has conquered it seven times
Can he make it an eighth
That's the question on everyone's mind
At 34 he is still going strong
Winning an eight Wimbledon crown would be for him as sweet as a love song
He is the son of the courts of SW 19
Can he make it beyond slam number 17? (i definitely believe he can)
Go Roger!!!

It's basic human nature
We crave for things we can't have
We desire for things that we know will destroy us
And yet we do everything we can to try and obtain those things
This particular trait of humans has always baffled me
This insatiable appetite for self-destruction
May be we seem to derive some sort of pleasure from this
Or may be it's like an addiction
And we can't just can't seem to help it
For instance consider this--
You know you can't trust someone
You know that the person will cheat on you at every opportunity
He has done that in the past
And yet you keep holding on to him
'Coz a part of your heart keeps hoping that he will love you and stay loyal to you
Or it could be another case
You both know the relationship isn't going anywhere
You've both made efforts and it still hasn't worked out
And yet you keep dragging it
Hoping that things will change
Only that they never do