When heart breaks...then everything sounds mystery

It was difficult at least for me to be calm. Silence within was echoing. For some reason I didn't know what to say; all I could say to have a composed conversation,” I need to call you back “.

Silence conquered!!! Damn silence.

I learnt “actions speak louder than words”. And now I totally understood the essence of it. To my surprise, the reason for that utter silence or put it as the choked conversation; was reflected so clearly.

Yet again, I got that crystal clear… with another profound experience. Words are yet to fade….Some actions always reflect your priorities.

No matter what beautiful phrases or adjectives are used, if you genuinely want to make someone special just make some time for them!!

Slowly I realized that I was distracted from the reality. I couldn't bare the reality -I guess I was slowly - well very slowly accepting it.

Life has come easily to me allowing me to live simply and forget that there are people out there who can be no dears but just mere pretenders. I try to believe that each person in my life is a kind, gentle-hearted but donno why … every time I tend to trust it, my life comes up an experience that proves wrong and once again reality prevails. Probably by now even this little heart started accepting that it is no dear for anyone… no one needs it … no one wants it as a priority but it is just an option  …  no one understands it ….

Well, even I understood that to have me it needs true interest or that excitement I have it for them… But sometimes can’t blame the situations but not the situations created by sluggishness.

So bottom line is … In fact my so called dear people don’t deserve that piece of  me I give them as a special place in my heart ..So lemme keep this drama on with the mere mutuality!

Mistakes cost so heavy when emotions are involved and they merely tear off the hearts for life time! Don't worry... even my hurt heart can honor as before...  

My weak black and whites

I've been utterly tired the last few days to even think of making my little fingers work a tiny ounce to come up with a post....it's called being busy. Although it’s time to take a break but my new discoveries took me back remembering the times I pondered - thought about it.

I am sure everyone has had this moment in life. The ‘so near, yet so far’ one. As the old statement goes, ‘life’s uncertainties are indeed baffling, but that’s what life is all about.’ However, something that’s more annoying than the uncertainty is the fact that they are mostly controlled by others, and we are left with no choice. Say it in the case of the chocolate in the refrigerator to the marriage. The only respite in this: I am not alone...I had something with me and within me that can never be dodged.

It’s the void. It is that difficult situation where I sit there in silence. Silence that is even louder to be deafening....for some reason I do not have a say; but suddenly i tried to utter a few measly words and it stopped at the tip of my tongue. Damn silence. Slowly I recognized that I had to clear my thought cobwebs that distract me. I wanted everything to vanish and to stop in mid-air so i could stay in the world where the black and the white has no discrimination.

I own the me with all the abnormalities ! 

Some aspects come as pause in this not-so-happy experience which is definitely worth reliving. Remember those childhood days when all it took to cheer you up was a long drive in Appa's car or a cycle ride along an unexplored path? The weak hearted me had one of those days today.

Unconditional Compassion

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said:
For cutting the grass: $5.00
For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00
For going to the store for you: $.50
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25
Taking out the garbage: $1.00
For getting a good report card: $5.00
For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00
Total owed: $14.75

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote:

For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No Charge

For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:
No Charge

For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years:
No Charge

For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:
No Charge

For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:
No Charge

Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:
No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL


This was an amazing story narrated by a compassionate mother to her son who decided to abandon her to save his business career .


A person can be any, but he can be HUMAN for his unconditional Compassion.


The words we choose in our interactions has the power to heal or hurt , to create distance or foster closeness, to shut down feelings or touch the heart and open it to foster dependency or empower.

First Love

Every breathe that escapes my lips
There is a sweet thought of you,And every heart beat
That brings me precious lifeCaresses a memory of you.
Each tear shed from my heart,
For the distance between us
I would cry a million times over.
For every moment and memory
That I share with you,
Is worth a tear!