leading a shit called life

its absurd having lead this life for 2o odd years m still clueless i always thought that my life is set i have the reins i can make it fantastic but its useless even to think bout it
everytime i sense a a clearing i sense of achivement thatll satiate my hunger for having the best "perfection" the illusion breaks m in A FIX
in such a crossroads thta i dont know where i am headed everytime i find someone who would anchor me to d ground my belifs rudly upruted maybe i am not to play this game may be iam gr8 the way i am without anyones support

my wrost fears

I Can Feel YouYou are so far away,but I can still feel you.The essence of your beingis in everything I say and do.The nearness of your spirittakes my breath away.I feel you in every beat of my heartas I go throughout my day.When I close my eyes,I get such feelings of bliss.I can see your gentle faceand feel the fire in your caress.You tiptoe across my mindin the gentlest ways.You’re in the softness of a roseand the warm wind on my face.You’re the sunbeams from heavenshining brightly in my soul.A sweetness of serenitythat fills my heart with gold.You’re always inside my mind,even though we are far apart.I can feel you with me alwaystugging gently at my heart.There is the sweetest devotion,I know you love me too.We’ll be together in spiritand I’ll be forever loving you.

A hurricane destructs the sanctity of wlc(my college)

Barely after we have been subjected to sheer mental torture called prof. mg we were subjected to another destruction mechanism called Mr. K
In a hugh fight with the slumber slowly taking me in it cozy arms I finally managed to master the ancient art of students passed on by generations,-to keep my eyes open and still sleep , nod at right time to portray as if I am attending and in between ask some duh kinda question which keeps the Mr. k happy and me in his goods bookz .(last line in Mr. k’s own language)
Dictionary of Mr. Kashyap
Talent- telents Job specialization – job specs Manpower specialization- mens specs
he sex(sets) up the machines
woooooooo we have a hell of time learning a new launguage called english froms k's perspective

Breaking the bubble

Lust, feelings, attraction, jealously, intimacy, sex, everything brewed together in right quantity gives us the right potent called love.
For me it was a textual thing I had boys (for they were not men yet) professed to me about their undying devotion ...alas their love for me. Merely one week after their pure confessions they were doing the same to someone else, this is how we are, alone always in search of something called love.
But my fairly tale did come true for he was also just a boy but he was capable of making me feel like a women I always wanted to feel like his eyes said it all I was completely besotted mesmerized (finding more adjectives to describe the beauty of that feeling but penning it down is taking away its sheer magic)every minute I spent with him was eternity every time I lay on his firm chest gave me a feeling of having it all it made me feel complete I knew he loves me yet hearing those magical words made me blush like a school girl hearing it for the firs time in her life
He was with me in body in soul yet I found something in his eyes I couldn’t put a finger on somewhere deep down I knew this is not forever but in those moments of togetherness I loved him I loved him like no one else I knew he would go sway but I didn’t care I wasn’t living for the past nor for the future it was those moments that made me happy complete blissful.
Unlike in those children books the princess always gets her prince charming mine walked out of it but I still believe earnestly I will have my happily ever after cos I still believe in love.
And for you I loved you wit all my heart and I will always love you I know for those moments you spent with me you love me too ull always be mince in my heart i love still too much.