A Silent Love

From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to family’s pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: “How deep is your love for me?”

As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the girl to be very upset. With that & the family’s pressure, the girl often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endure it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: “I’m not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I’ll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?”

The girl agreed, & with the guy’s determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged.

The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it’s hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice……

The doctors says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents’ comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry - it’s still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.

With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phone calls, all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying….

The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the girl learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he’s back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn’t anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy’s wedding. The girl was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead.

When she was about to ask her friend what’s going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her “I’ve spent a year’s time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I’ve not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.....

- Dark Shadow!

Friends Forever

Friends! A simple word isn’t it? It’s uttered everyday to almost every person imaginable. Who are your friends? I used to think that friends were the people that you could laugh and talk to. Now I know that friends aren’t that, they’re the people that touch your heart. You could spend hours with them doing nothing at all and it can be the best time of your life, just because it was with them. They’re the people you can share your secrets with, cry with, laugh with, and just have fun with. They don’t judge you or make you change. They accept you exactly as you are. They look at you and they see a great person, one they love spending time with. You all share something in common and are tied together by memories, tears, laughs and smiles. You’re tied together by love for the other. Friendship is the strangest but sweetest thing in the world. I find my time with my friends, the best times of my life. My friends are my heart, my soul, my fun, my laughter, tears, love and my life....

<3 you'll friends >>>:D<<<

- Dark Shadow!

New Beginning.....

She sat in front of the mirror, lost in her own thoughts. The mirror reflected her inner feelings - artificiality,  negativity, yet she was so unaware of her reflection in that mirror. 

True! she was lost somewhere, somewhere deep inside herself....

Near the mirror was a ring - a beautiful diamond studded piece. Someone would have spend a fortune getting it and it had been preserved with utmost care, it was his first gift to her. So, it was indeed precious! He was going to propose her all over again, in front of all her friends and family members. "Propose all over again..." these words ringed somewhere in her ears, and pierced her heart.It was a year back that they had actually met. Love at first sight for both of them, everything was just perfect. But hardly a few months into the relationship, things changed. He was a confused person, and she got caught into the turmoil of his confused mind, slipping deeper into oblivion as days passed by. Their love couldn't stand the test of time and his family. He could never dare to stand against his family to support her. So they changed their ways. Not that she didn't try to make things clear,it would have somehow not worked. He wasn't capable of contributing anything. He wanted to start afresh.


And he was back, after almost one year. He had realized that he couldn't do without her, his life had become a mess without her advices and her support. No one could make it smooth, not even his family. So he wanted to come back. He needed her! She never expected this to happen. But she had to make a decision. After breaking up with him, she never looked at anyone, she could never fall in love. Her family tried hard to find alliances for her, but she would not give in to meet anybody. She had decided the worst for herself, and finally someone had turned up for her, someone she loved, someone whom she would be very happy with. This was the moment her family members and friends were waiting for. Finally, she was going to get her share of happiness.


Everything was done, every preparation was complete. They had elaborate plans - friends going out for treat, family members excited about the dinner and she was still sitting in front of that mirror. She contemplated for long. She was capable of much more, she had her own dreams and aspirations. She wasn't a mere puppet in the hands of anybody. She wouldn't leave everything to chance when she was capable to make changes. She took a deep breath, and drew that ring out of the case. Holding it in her hands, she descended the stairs to the living room. She was looking very beautiful in the pink sari, her glow beyond description. She indeed looked changed. And then she asked her maid to get the suitcases from her room. Everybody was puzzled! She handed that ring to her mother, and asked her to give it to him, because she didn't need it anymore. Perhaps! she had now understood the worth of 'ME' hidden somewhere in herself. She had understood her worth, she would no longer let that 'ME' suffer for her sake! The words 'I, ME, MYSELF' were no longer references to her body, but they reflected her soul and her true self. She would not let this happen, she had taken the accommodation offered by her school. She would live her life now......


She walked out confidently, the taxi had come. She sat in the taxi, and headed towards a new future, a future which she would build for herself. She felt so liberated, and so proud of herself. And as she left the lane for the highway to her freedom, his car stopped in front of her house.....!

- Dark Shadow! 

Bus Ride !

There is a fascination I have for traveling long distances in a bus which I hardly find in any other transport. I generally find flights to be fast to enjoy the journey and trains too crowded that I end up spending my entire time fighting for the space to enjoy the trip. Surprisingly the very small and confined seats in the bus which people are so fussy about give the opportunity to create the wonderful parallel universe to quietly slide away.

I end up spending hours watching the distant hills, the orange glimmer of the far away factories, the audacity of the overtaking cars, occasional empty petrol pumps, the sparsely-lit shops in the dark and every small amusing piece constituting the vast expanse. The pleasant shiver of the cold wind and Floyd in the ears makes sure to keep me in this reverie undisturbed by the blare of the movie being played occasionally in the bus. Every journey I take reminds of the distant imaginary lands we used to read about in our childhood and were so captivated to. The mood created helps to put my belief and thoughts together. The questions which bother day and night get replaced by ideas to solve or the desire just to let them go.

Even the world seems to be much clearer. Turns out, it's easier to see the washed face of the world left behind from a distance and at a speed where it won't be able to catch up, at least for a while.

- Dark Shadow! 

The Obstacle in Our Path

In ancient times, a king had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock.Some of the king’s wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the king for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the big stone out of the way.

Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. On approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded.

As the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the king indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway.

The peasant learned what many others never understand.

Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve one’s condition.

-Dark Shadow!

What kind of guy will fall for you??

I was taking quiz's in FB when I suddenly came across, "What kind of guy will fall for you??". The score was so likely, my happiness couldn't stop me blogging it.

Here it goes,

Ankita got The Thoughtfully Cute guy.

The guy that when you get home from work will have made dinner because you had to work today, or brings you flowers on Wednesday just because he wanted to make the rest of the week better. He's the guy who when you wake up will be watching you sleep because you were just too beautiful to wake. This guy is a keeper keep him close and never let him go, you will be glad for him when your in labor and he looks at you all sweaty, makeup running while your cursing him and says look at her she so beautiful......







  - Dark Shadow!

A few moments with myself

Lately, I cant hear the voice of my soul speak to me. I miss our conversations. The searching, the dreaming, the creating something out of the nothing. Finding myself within myself. Discovering thoughts misplaced. Ideas forgotten. Dreams abandoned. Planning new journeys to undertake. Instead, a noisy chaos surrounded me. A blur of rushed activity. Overbearingly important and seemingly necessary yet meaningless and useless. As the noise from the chaos around me grew louder and more demanding, the hushed voice of my soul spoke softer and softer, growing tired and weary, fading away from a whisper one day into the stillness of a tormented silence. I missed the voice of my deepest expressions, the nurturing voice of my dreams, the voice of my innermost conscience, the voice that calls me to live life again and again. Lately, I've been straining to hear it speak to me again. I've begged and implored it to talk to me again. To speak louder that I might hear it above all chaos. When all I really needed to do was just to step away from the noise, to walk away from the chaos, and to just listen...

- Dark Shadow! 

Rocks, Gravel, Sand

A teacher put a large jar on her desk and next to it a bag of rocks. She filled the jar with the rocks. When she was done, she asked the class if the jar was full.

“Yes,” they declared.

The teacher took out a sack of gravel and dumped it into the jar, filling the spaces between the rocks. “Is the jar filled now?” she asked.

“Yes,” the students responded.

The teacher then brought a bag of sand and poured it into the jar, shaking it until the spaces between the rocks and gravel were filled. “What life lesson can we learn from this?” she asked.

One student said, “No matter how full your life seems, you can always take on a little more.”

“A fair interpretation,” the teacher said, “but maybe there’s another lesson.”

She emptied the jar and asked the student to fill it again, instructing him to put the rocks in last. No matter how hard he tried, they wouldn’t fit.

“The lesson is,” the teacher said, “if you don’t put the big rocks in first, you’ll never get them in.” She explained that the big rocks are the important things in life: family, friends, personal growth, helping others. If we fill our lives with only small stuff, we’ll never have enough room for the matters that make our lives worthy and worth living.

This is an important life lesson. We all can live fuller and more fulfilling lives if we set priorities and pay more attention to our choices. What are we spending our time and money on? Who gets our best attention? Who gets the leftovers? Unless we consciously distinguish between rocks, gravel, and sand in our lives, we’re likely to neglect or forget the things that really matter.

Life is to Love, Life is to Cherish

 

1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket.
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail.
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Vanilla milkshake (chocolate or strawberry).
12. A bubble bath.
13. Giggling.
14. A good conversation.
15. The beach.
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they love you.
19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers.
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
23. Laughing at an inside joke with friends.
25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
29. Playing with a new puppy or kitten.
30. Having someone play with your hair.
31. Sweet dreams.
32. Hot chocolate.
33. Road trips with friends.
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
36. Making chocolate chip cookies. (And eating the chocolate chips while doing it.)
37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
38. Holding hands with someone you care about.
39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.
41. Watching the sunrise.
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.
43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think. 

- Dark Shadow! 

Breaking Out

As the sun broke from the flat horizon, she placed her head on her knees. The tears then began to shed and stained the front of her blue shirt. She sobbed for what she had lost. Only two years out of college and she had lost her home, friends, boyfriend, her childhood, and a bit of herself. Despite her petite stature, she felt weighed down and De-constructed. How it all went wrong was something she understood too well. Her words had once again become too deep, too painful, and too uncontrolled. She wanted desperately to grow up, emerge into an adult that she knew she could be; not have to helplessness covering her. She desired to make adult decisions without assistance. She had no idea of where to begin; she had no idea how to protect herself against crisis. There was no option of instinctual “fight or flight.” In her existence, it was only fight when pushed in a corner.

 

Her hair was matted with sweat despite the hot weather. Her hands mildly shook and her stomach hurt. The emotions had not catapulted to this level before. Then again, the realization of what had happened was sudden. Like an avalanche, an indestructible force, it hit, it hurt, and it destroyed.

What went so wrong? Why did I have to act wrong? What can be done to fix this?, she thought to herself.
The events that panned out over the course of the past two weeks reverberated through her mind.

The yelling, the criticizing, the tears, the avoidance, the confrontation, the breakdown.

None of course were in sequential order or even nonsensical order.
You went too far. Again. You said too much, you did too much.

She thought of how he kissed her and the silence came over them.
She thought of how she walked out of her friend's house and didn't say goodbye.
She thought of how she quit her job and didn't say thank you for the opportunity.
She thought of how much had changed in such a short time, but yet, she still felt the same. Perhaps even worse.

So many weaknesses, so many faded strengths. No idea on how to change the weaknesses, no idea on how to get the strengths back. Just a blank slate of where she formerly stood.

As the sun sunk deeper into the horizon, darkness descended and the loneliness increased. She hadn't remembered sitting in front of the horizon for many years. The beauty of the sunset didn't escape her. She smiled as she realized she was proud for taking the time to look upon it.

She walked back to her quaint size home and wanted to forget about her massive problems. It was dangerous out there alone and in the dark, but she wasn't afraid. Walking in the doorway, she spied her cat staring at her with intense eyes with a formidable strength. The cat finally looked away and ran off into the bedroom.
Life was still weighing her down, however, she was feeling lighter, less preoccupied. She turned on the television and went into a deep slumber as the late night talk show audience roared in laughter.

She woke up. Her head hurt and her eyes felt as if there were anchors pulling them down. She didn't wash her hair, so it was messy and the color was dull. She thought to herself as she drudgingly got out of bed,  Oh well. I don't have anywhere to go anyway.
She toiled around her house for awhile. She moved sluggishly and her mannerisms were clumsy.
Move on. Move past this. Live your life.
She wiped a lone tear from her eye and proceeded to go on the Internet.
She wanted to find her passion. She wanted to find what she enjoyed doing.

She had worked many odd jobs being a cashier, server, and flight attendant, to name a few. The last job she walked out on was one where she was employed for close to a year at a corporate office. The job was fine. The people were fine. The salary was fine. Once again, she still felt like her soul was being sucked into the ground and work didn't have the fulfillment or the knowledge she craved.
She went through the puzzle pieces in her mind trying to bind together her interests and hobbies. All she came across was black.

She had passed out. She had passed out right there on her office chair. The trauma of yesterday evening had obviously affected her profoundly. She felt depressed, but she knew why and she knew what she needed to do. She felt determination and drive to get focus and to escape the mode of her life path.

And so the story ends !

-Dark Shadow! 

Mercy Travels !

It was a genuine day, I was on my way to home. I board my train and sat on a nearby empty seat. Headphones were on with Maroon 5 numbers. My eyes were rolling to every visible direction when suddenly it ceased at a girl's deploring eyes. She was talking on the phone and crying hard, sought of convincing someone. I turned off my music, but to my despite the only words which was audible were...

"Pity on me"

 "Mercy please" 

"Mercy, Mercy, Mercy ..... "

 She went off, engraving the word "Mercy" in my thoughts which pulled me back in my past.... 

I was in my first year of Junior College, highly keened with the vicissitude of atmosphere, faces and friends. Neha, was the my favorite traveling partner in those days. She resides in Vasai at a distance of about 1hr (by vehicle) from station. Once, she invited me on her birthday. The party was hellacious I enjoyed a lot. I promised Neha i will reach home safely so she need not worry, while I was getting into the rickshaw. My phone was already battery-less, to the retort rickshaw got punctured with no extra tyres to replace. A devoid road with few pedestrians(male) and myself being half dresses lead to a situation which can make anyone unsettle, curved before me. "How am I going to reach home?", There was no other option beside walking.

 I went on my feet. After walking nearly about 30 minutes I came across many liquor shops, all in a row. Legs were paining, mind already stressed off and the real danger stood before me. I kept my cool and tried to walk as fast as my feet allowed me. When I turned back 3 men were following me. Their eyes were full of greed and they smelled awful which brimmed my heart and mind by my own black thoughts. I pulled off my heals and started running, they too increased their speed. Within a minute, there came a bus known as "Mercy Travels". The conductor asked me, "On for station?", I replied "Yes!". Then I didn't bother to see anywhere else and stepped in. The bus was empty, a driver, conductor and myself were the only people traveling in it. The conductor came towards me and gave me my ticket. He was too perfect to be called as a simple bus conductor, pale skin, well shaped nose, sparkling eyes, tall and muscular just like a movie hero. Within 30 minutes I reached my stop. After getting off, I turned back to have a view at the bus and to my surprise it vanished as if it never existed. There wasn't any U turn from that respected stop, then where the hell would have the bus took off from?.... *still remains a mystery*! 

- Dark Shadow!  

Never had a boy friend

I don't have any boy friend since ages. The only boy whom I loved, left me broken heart. He came in my life like the light of morning at sunrise on a cloudless morning, like the brightness after rain that brings the grass from the earth. Bestowed all the happiness and love on me and finally there was a last goodbye by him and he walked away. I wanted to hold on him, not let him go but couldn't convince him. Ultimately the pieces of my heart were left aloof which keeps on missing him till date. He seems very happy with his life. His happiness does matter, but the hole in my chest is still burning hard. I always kept on sobbing for my lonesomeness until in my 2nd yr I came across a site where I read this....

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My love story is one of loneliness. It’s a long story, as I’m not sure when it started and when it will end, if it ever does.

I’m a cheerful, confident and sensitive girl. I was born in a caring family and I have close friends who are precious to me. I love arts, plants, animals and I sure can say I love life.

But I have a hole in my heart and sometimes I’m scared that it will never go. I’m 32 and I never had a boyfriend. Nobody could tell, ever, except people that I’ve known for years. Only a few of my friends and family know about it. It’s not something I talk about openly. I guess I’m kind of ashamed. The older I get, the worse it is.

I have both men and female friends. I get along well with women: I’m not the competitive type and I’m a good listener. My male friends consider me as “one of the boys” when we talk about music and play videogames but I’m very feminine too and I get a lot of compliments from intellectuals as well as from young punks. I’m a smiling person and men seem to like that

I never had a serious relationship. Never did a man say to me “I love you”, in a romantic way. I dated a few guys but never long enough too call them “my boyfriend” and I’ve been dumped carelessly. I got intimate with some and I don’t regret it: I needed affection, as every human being does. There was one I loved with all my heart but it was wasted. He liked me as a friend. Since he had drug problems at the time, I know now it was better that way. I know that I would have endured it all.

I won’t go out with a man at any price. I have good values and a good temper and I go along with men that are alike. If the point was “to be with somebody”, I would have been married years ago! I need to love and be loved. What’s wrong with looking for the Prince Charming? He’ll be pleased to have found his Princess Charming too

Nobody understands why it is: it’s like a curse. How can a sweet and smart girl never have a boyfriend? One of my friends almost cried when we talk about it. She knows how it makes me sad even if I don’t complain, though it hurts like hell. I try to think about all the other good things in my life. Except for my messy love life, I can say I’m blessed. But when I cry at night because I miss to be held in loving arms, believe me, I have to talk to myself otherwise I would go insane. Some days, I feel like a monster.

I’ve been hurt a lot. Sometimes, I wonder if I should ever trust another guy and give him a chance to get closer. I can’t help but give it a try. I’m a loving person and I will always follow my heart. Even if I don’t have a single proof that one day I’ll find someone, it’s worth trying. Maybe one day the bad dream will be over and the hole in my heart will be filled with love.  

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We give our-self lonely, hurted, shattered, broken and thousands of other appealing adjectives, but what about your view for people like her ?

Wanting It Bad Enough

How bad do you want your dreams to come true?

This was a question asked to me recently and it actually freaked me out. I didn't really know how to answer the question. It made me think about what the question really meant. Here's what I came up with.

Because of what my dreams and goals are...

How bad do you want to be as an Er or Mba'ian? If you don't want it bad enough it simply will not happen. Sitting on your ass talking about your project idea, a development,coding or even finalizing will get you nowhere fast! To make it happen you gotta get your butt in the chair, write it, test it and shop it. You have to WANT to eat, breathe and sleep it to make it. Don't want it bad enough? Then move on. Half assing anything is not worth it.

How bad do you want to retire/be financially independent? You have to decide now how much you need to retire or to be financially independent and then set all tracks towards that goal. Just like everything else though, if you don't eat, breathe and sleep it, it's over.

In case you haven't figured it out :) My goals are to be well known, get a high persona and be financially independent. If I don't want it bad enough I know it's not going to happen. Other people telling me to make it happen won't help! I have to pump myself up and make it happen.

So, figure out what you want and decide if you want it bad enough to make your desires come to fruition!

Live the life !!

Don't go the way life takes you,
take life the way you want to go...

And remember you are born to live life,
Not living because you are born !!

I liked the picture too much.. couldn't resist myself from blogging it ! 

A Good Lesson

A young man, a student in one of the university, was one day taking a walk with a professor, who was commonly called the students’ friend, from his kindness to those who waited on his instructions. As they went along, they saw lying in the path a pair of old shoes, which they supposed to belong to a poor man who was employed in a field close by, and who had nearly finished his day’s work.
The student turned to the professor, saying: “Let us play the man a trick: we will hide his shoes, and conceal ourselves behind those bushes, and wait to see his perplexity when he cannot find them.”
“My young friend,” answered the professor, “we should never amuse ourselves at the expense of the poor. But you are rich, and may give yourself a much greater pleasure by means of the poor man. Put a coin into each shoe, and then we will hide ourselves and watch how the discovery affects him.”
The student did so, and they both placed themselves behind the bushes close by. The poor man soon finished his work, and came across the field to the path where he had left his coat and shoes. While putting on his coat he slipped his foot into one of his shoes; but feeling something hard, he stooped down to feel what it was, and found the coin. Astonishment and wonder were seen upon his countenance. He gazed upon the coin, turned it round, and looked at it again and again. He then looked around him on all sides, but no person was to be seen. He now put the money into his pocket, and proceeded to put on the other shoe; but his surprise was doubled on finding the other coin. His feelings overcame him; he fell upon his knees, looked up to heaven and uttered aloud a fervent thanksgiving, in which he spoke of his wife, sick and helpless, and his children without bread, whom the timely bounty, from some unknown hand, would save from perishing.
The student stood there deeply affected, and his eyes filled with tears. “Now,” said the professor, “are you not much better pleased than if you had played your intended trick?”
The youth replied, “You have taught me a lesson which I will never forget. I feel now the truth of those words, which I never understood before: ‘It is more blessed to give than to receive.’”


Author unknown, retold by Artin Tellalian

Diwali !

 SATELLITE IMAGE OF OUR COUNTRY ON THE NIGHT OF DIWALI [ CC. NASA]

Doesn't this satellite image looks like a mother in her gossamer woven sari ? Well, i was highly amused after viewing this image. I got this picture pasted on my wall by a common friend of facebook. Wow! Fantastic! praises ain't halting from bumping out of my vocal cord. Can we calculate the amount of energy consumed on that particular day ? would be, quite revealing. Isn't it ?

Twilight Series

Aaahhh… Twilight. I actually saw the books first on display in a bookstore before I knew there was a movie about it that's about to be shown. I read the synopsis at the back of the book and it was about a human girl in love with a vampire. It intrigued me, because I've never read a book that has that plot. I wanted to get to know the characters properly, Bella and Edward, as well as the Cullen family. So when the movie came out, I was psyched to go watch it. It didn't bother me that some people in online forums criticized it and said it was a high school musical about vampires. I had to see it for myself. So we watched it and I actually really liked it. No matter what other people say, I think they did the casting pretty well. Though that was probably because I watched the movie first before I read the books. But nevertheless, I think the casting couldn't get any better than that. Seeing the movie made me even more excited to read the books!
I finally got hold of the four books and I eagerly started to read them. In summary, Book 1 (Twilight) was nice, Book 2 (New Moon) was boring, Book 3 (Eclipse) was full of action, and Book 4 (Breaking Dawn) ended too soon.
Book 1, for me, did a pretty good job in introducing the whole series and the characters. It made me curious about the whole vampire world and whether or not a romance between a human and vampire could actually work. Book 2 was boring in my opinion because well… I'm team Edward. And for the most part, the second book focused on Jacob and Bella. And I don't know, it's just not the same without Edward there. So I guess that made the minutes seem more like hours, when I was reading it. Anyway, Book 3 was better. It was mainly about Victoria and the fight with the army of newborn vampires she's created. But Edward was definitely back, so I was more interested. LOL. Though at some point of the book, I really hated Jacob Black. Book 4 was essentially about Bella becoming a vampire and giving birth to a half-vampire, half-human daughter. But the book ended too prematurely for my taste. It could have done with a bit more epilogue in my opinion. But hey, it's all good because it was a happy ending nonetheless. I guess it just left me wanting for more.
Overall, I would recommend the Twilight Series. Stephenie Meyer, the author of the novels, did a good job. The target audience is largely teenagers, but I guess it has an appeal for adults too. Try to read the whole four books and watch the movie too if you can. I think it's safe to say that the series deserves all the mania and hype that it's experiencing now ! :-)

We Are All Connected

 

A mouse looked through the crack in the wall to see the farmer and his wife open a package.

“What food might this contain?” The mouse wondered.

He was devastated to discover it was a mousetrap.

Retreating to the farmyard, the mouse proclaimed this warning, “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!”

The chicken clucked and scratched, raised her head and said, “Mr. Mouse, I can tell this is a grave concern to you but it is of no consequence to me. I cannot be bothered by it.”

The mouse turned to the pig and told him, “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!”

The pig sympathized but said, “I am so very sorry, Mr. Mouse, but there is nothing I can do about it but pray. Be assured you are in my prayers.”

The mouse turned to the cow and said, “There is a mousetrap in the house! There is a mousetrap in the house!”

The cow said, “Wow, Mr. Mouse. I’m sorry for you, but it’s no skin off my nose.”

So, the mouse returned to the house, head down and dejected, to face the farmer’s mousetrap… alone.

That very night a sound was heard throughout the house - the sound of a mousetrap catching its prey.

The farmer’s wife rushed to see what was caught. In the darkness, she did not see it.

It was a venomous snake whose tail was caught in the trap.

The snake bit the farmer’s wife. The farmer rushed her to the hospital. When she returned home she still had a fever.

Everyone knows you treat a fever with fresh chicken soup so the farmer took his hatchet to the farmyard for the soup’s main ingredient.

But his wife’s sickness continued.

Friends and neighbors came to sit with her around the clock. To feed them, the farmer butchered the pig.

But, alas, the farmer’s wife did not get well…

She died.

So many people came for her funeral that the farmer had the cow slaughtered to provide enough meat for all of them for the funeral luncheon.

And the mouse looked upon it all from his crack in the wall with great sadness.

So, the next time you hear someone is facing a problem and you think it doesn’t concern you, remember —

When one of us is threatened, we are all at risk.

We are all involved in this journey called life.

We must keep an eye out for one another and make an extra effort to encourage one another.

—Author Unknown 

Emptiness !

 

Everything will come to an end someday, even the life of a simple cupboard !

The only thing that will be left is the feeling of endless emptiness.
 

* I'm living for today and surviving for tomorrow *

Are You Afraid Of Emptiness ?

Box Of Cookies

Imagine you’re in an airport. While you’re waiting for your flight, you notice a kiosk selling shortbread cookies. You buy a box, put them in your traveling bag and then you patiently search for an available seat so you can sit down and enjoy your cookies.

Finally you find a seat next to a gentleman. You reach down into your traveling bag and pull out your box of shortbread cookies. As you do so, you notice that the gentleman starts watching you intensely. He stares as you open the box and his eyes follow your hand as you pick up the cookie and bring it to your mouth. Just then he reaches over and takes one of your cookies from the box and eats it!

You’re more than a little surprised at this. Actually, you’re at a loss for words. Not only does he take one cookie, but he alternates with you. For every one cookie you take, he takes one!

Now, what’s your immediate impression of this guy? Crazy? Greedy? He’s got some nerve! Can you imagine the words you might use to describe this man to your associates back at the office? Meanwhile, you both continue eating the cookies until there’s just one left.

To your surprise, the man reaches over and takes it. But then he does something unexpected. He breaks it in half, and gives half to you. After he’s finished with his half he gets up, and without a word, he leaves.

You think to yourself, “Did this really happen?” You’re left sitting there dumbfounded and still hungry. So you go back to the kiosk and buy another box of cookies. You then return to your seat and begin opening your new box of cookies when you glance down into your traveling bag.

Sitting there in your bag is your original box of cookies — still unopened.

Only then did you realize that when you reached down earlier, you had reached into the other man’s bag and grabbed his box of cookies by mistake!

Now what do you think of the man? Generous? Tolerant? You’ve just experienced a profound paradigm shift. You’re seeing things from a new point of view.

Is it time to change your point of view? Now, think of this story as it relates to your life. Seeing things from a new point of view can be very enlightening. Think outside the box. Don’t settle for the status quo. Be open to suggestions. Things may not be what they seem.......

A Letter Of Thanks

To my Father, Mother, Siblings, Friends, and Savior…

 

I’m taking this chance to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. No words can describe how grateful I am that you’re with me. All through my life, you never left my side, through the good times and the bad. I’ve been through so much, been through a lot of hurt and miserable moments, and through all that, you’ve helped me overcome my fears, my doubts, my weaknesses. I never could have done it without you. You helped me realize my worth, you made me feel that I am loved, no matter what.

Thank you so much… there have been times when I thought I couldn’t take the pain anymore, there were times when I felt I could no longer stand the loneliness, but you were there to comfort me and tell me that everything is going to be all right. Through wonderful people and things, you reached out to me and reminded me that life goes on. Because of you, I saw that life is worth living, that there’s still so much in store for me, that I shouldn’t waste my life in unimportant things. You taught me how to TRUST, and you strengthened my FAITH. It wasn’t easy, but I did it. I did it because you were there… you held my hand… and that was all I needed.

I’m so BLESSED to have you. Thank you for protecting my heart, I feel so at peace when I know that you’re in control. I don’t ever wanna be without you. Thank you for using me for your glory. I love you so much.

With all my heart,

<3uns

Leaving Yesterday Behind !

Last night, when I was about to sleep, a certain song just popped into my head out of nowhere. I haven’t heard this song for so long. It was very timely actually, since it’s all about what I’ve been trying to do for a little while now, leaving the past behind and trying to move on with my life. So I got my iPod, located the song, and listened to it. I could totally relate to the words of the song. 

The lyrics goes like this:

 

Since you left me, I never really tried
To put my life to where it should belong
And I’ve always let the past gone by
I’m realizing that it could be wrong
But now I finally knew, I had to let it go
To make way for a brighter tomorrow

So now I’m leaving yesterday behind
And finally I’ve made up my mind
To let the memories stay away
And think about today
I’m leaving yesterday behind
‘Cause now I’ll try to live my life once more
The way I did before

Since I know that I never will forget
The memories that made my yesterday
I will try not to let it interfere
The choices I will make along the way

‘Cause I’m not living in a world of fantasy
I’m here now in the world of reality

The song is called Leaving Yesterday Behind, and listening to it, I realized I’m still not able to let the past go completely yet. I know I’ve been trying to move forward and not to think too much of yesterday, but there are times when I would still look back and ponder on things, like what went wrong, or what changed. Of course, the getting over process is not easy, and it certainly won’t happen overnight. It will probably take months, if not years.

I must admit, memories of the past still wash over me from time to time, and I still get overwhelmed. But I know I should start learning how to let go completely, because that’s the only way I could go on with my life. If I’ll just allow myself to be tied to the past, I won’t be able to see and enjoy what the future has in store for me, right?

I replayed the song a few times before I finally fell asleep. I don’t know what made me remember that song again, but I’m glad I did. It’s definitely time to move on… and leave yesterday behind.

Sometimes !

 

Sometimes I wish it’s that easy to forget the past or even certain people in it. Not really forget, but avoid as much as possible. Don’t you just wish that sometimes too? You’ve moved on for real… finally, you’re in that place where you can say that you’re really okay now… but your past is still trying to keep up with you and bring you back to that place you’ve tried so hard to escape from. You don’t like being rude to people but sometimes, because you don’t want to go back to that “place” you tend to say things that may sound rude or uncaring. And then you hate yourself for feeling guilty about it too.

The thing is, sometimes circumstances don’t allow us to be friends with everyone, or the people we want.  Do you agree? It sucks, but that’s reality. After all, you’re not the only two  people in this world. There are other people or other feelings that you have to take into consideration. It’s just not the same anymore. And we have to make that conscious decision and stand by it. No use being swayed. Or else, everything will be for naught.

Forbidden Love

Many times i come across some peoples who go mad for their forbidden love, and I thought to myself it’s sad that this is a prevailing situation among lovers. It’s hard enough to find someone in this crazy world, but to have that someone belong to someone else, that makes it even more heartbreaking.

“Why would I fall in love with this person when he’s not meant for me after all?” “Why would I cry and long for someone who can never be mine?” This is usually what people in forbidden relationships ask themselves. Unrequited love is hard enough, but what about if the one you love, DOES love you back but then you can never be together because he/she belongs to someone else… now that’s even more painful.

Some people continue living their lives just loving this one person even though they know there’s not a chance on earth that they’ll live happily ever after. But what are you supposed to do when you’re in love with someone who can never be yours? Just forget all about what you feel and move on? It’s easier said than done, obviously, but then what other choice do you have?

Forbidden love is wrong in the eyes of the world and of course, the Church. But is it wrong to love? Or it only becomes wrong when you hurt someone because of it? Can you really control your feelings for someone? Maybe your mind can override your heart and then you can force yourself to do what’s right, but can it really make the feelings of love go away? Maybe in time, yes… maybe in some way, but it’s not going to be easy and it will hurt like hell.

Sometimes, there are people involved in forbidden love who can fight for their feelings. They can choose to end their relationships with their current partners and be with another person. But most people are not able to fight for their love. And this is something that they both have to live with for the rest of their lives. There are so many factors involved, it’s not always a “you and me against the world” type of attitude. The reality of life is far different from the world of dreams or fantasies, after all.

So it all comes down to this: do you pursue a forbidden relationship, or walk away from it? Will you go through with it even though it’s wrong, or will you do the right thing and sacrifice your feelings? Either way, forbidden love is painful. And so many people are victims of this. If only we can be with the person we love and who loves us back, the world would be a safer place and there will be less heartaches. But it’s not as easy as we would want it to be, and I guess we all just have to live with these realities.

What’s your stand on forbidden love?

What does your name mean ?

 

 I was just goggling some stuffs when suddenly this site came in existence before me. As i have a very good habit of peeping into each and every thing i come across ..... 

 

The Result :D

 

 

 

 

You Are Bold and Fearless

You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.

You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.
You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.
You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.

You are a seeker of knowledge, and you have learned many things in your life.
You are also a keeper of knowledge - meaning you don't spill secrets or spread gossip.
People sometimes think you're snobby or aloof, but you're just too deep in thought to pay attention to them.

You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.

You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.
You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.
You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble. 

 

 

 

Ahem Ahem !  now this was something unbelievable, but so very true ! B-)

 

*Blushes*  :"> :">

First Love

Love is something the internal purity of your heart that arise for someone to whom you like the most, it may be in shape of brother & sister, or in the shape of girlfriend & boyfriend.

And when we talk about a girlfriend, and the love, which are first, then each and every creature of the world wants to whom being loved must be achieved.

By saying this she never ever wants to lose you in life not even she thinks about your disappearance for any single second. Because she knows if first love goes away, then nothing has been left in life, because first love remains in mind throughout whole life, you cannot forget the moments you spend with him/her in the past.

And even if you try to become 200% fair to the second one but of no use, it is same like that, you eat sweets after tasting honey.

That’s the main reason why the world is dying for & after the love.....

<3 u always !  

DO GHOSTS EXIST?

There's no such thing as a ghost. Or is there?

Ghosts exist in popular culture and in ghost stories, but are there really disembodied spirits in cemeteries and haunted houses? There are many groups today (like Ghost Hunters on TV) that hunt ghosts, searching for evidence of life after death. They may take pictures in hopes of catching an orb, and record EVPs (getting a recording of a ghost's voice).

There are also those that debunk the existence of ghosts like Penn & Teller.

 

The title of this poster is "Successful Ghost Hunter Watches an Apparition Walk Through a Solid Wall"

Ghost Caught On A Camera !

Elegance !

 

Elegance is not just being lovely. If you are conscious of all of your actions, from the way to dress to the way you walk across a room, you can be elegant. Think of it as a kind of meditation. Being elegant can encompass the whole of a life–just stop to think of how you want to do any one thing: how you want to deal with an argument, how you want to dress, and how you want to socialize. Elegance is not about money. It’s about demeanor and philosophy. It’s just as important to care for yourself as it is to care what others think about you. If you are “true to yourself,” others that are of like minds will flock to you. My friends say that the root of the meaning of the word “elegant” is “authentic.” So care enough about yourself to wonder, “what makes me authentic?” And then you will be on your way to being elegant....