Writing seems to be a healing therapy for me.Every time I write something it spells out my grief and I feel relaxed.I have just come back from the roller-coaster ride of 'True Love' yes the 2009 'Serendepity' continued till now and each day I went in deep waters to know the beauty of it but the ending is still not perfect and the reciprocation is still awaited with the hand of hope.
Thoughts in my mind now...just too many clashing with each other to fight and win over one another.No calmness . Some hope.And blink in my eyes.
Some thoughts provoke to get rid from the passion of love but then the mind-setter announces again 'Love is once' and I re-think of going back..
Happiness has a two-way supply just like love...if one stop other dies.Wishing for miracles as I am penning down my thoughts a strong thought is coming out which screams in my head 'Get back your hope' but mind says 'Cry like a river then build a bridge to get over it' .Now stuck between the heart and mind both are mine still so different..they fight with each other but then they complete me of who I am..