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Happy Diwali

A very short post to wish all my blogger friends a very happy and safe Diwali. I hope the following year be glorious and prosperous for all of you.

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Lighten up your hearts,

Open up your minds,

Be a little more kind.

 

Share the smiles,

Embrace this life,

And be a little more kind.

 

Not just on the day of this festival

Not just on any special occasion,

All year long,

Just be a little more kind

To yourself,

And to all the other people around.

 

This is my motto, my belief, in trying to better myself.

 

A very Happy Diwali to all you lovely people.

 

Yet another Unrequited Love!

I thought I loved you enough for the sake of two but as it proves I might have been wrong then. It never worked out and it might have been for good, you seem happy now and that is all I ever wanted. And yet somewhere deep down there was always a part of me throughout that pined for some way, some microscopic possibility that I could get the love, the feeling that I wanted, wanted from you.

You seem to be blissful but never did it occur to you that somewhere someone might have been hurt and you never knew that you were the reason. It did hurt when you wouldn’t talk to me, when you would ignore me and yet all I thought about was how to make you smile. It hurt when despite this I could just not let you out of my thoughts.

I had faith in you then, I have faith in you now.

I have cried and have laughed, had tears of happiness and of torment and yet the only thing that brings me here is that someday someone will come and make me realise that why it never worked with you. Why it was always hollow and partial and then I would know what I had been missing on.

PS: What is a love story without a heart break, right? 😉

Pic: As always googled!

Come back to me

 

When spring unfolds the beechen leaf, and sap is in the bough;

When light is on the wild wood stream, and wind is on the brow;

When stride is long and breath is deep, and keen the mountain air,

Coma back to me! Come back to me and say my land is fair!

 

When spring is come to garth and field, and corn is in the blade;

When blossom like a shining snow is on the orchard laid;

When shower and sun upon the earth with fragrance fill the air,

I’ll linger here and will not come, because my land is fair.

 

When summer lies upon the world, and in a noon of gold

Beneath the roof of sleeping leaves the dreams of trees unfold;

When woodland halls are green and cool, and wind is in the west,

Come back to me! Come back to me and say my land is best.

 

When summer warms the hanging fruit and burns the berry brown;

When straw is gold, and ear is white, and harvest comes to town;

When honey spills and apple swells, though wind be in the west,

I’ll linger here beneath the sun, because my land is best.

 

When winter comes, the winter wild that hill and wood shall slay;

When trees shall fall and starless night devour the sunless day;

When wind is in the deadly east, then in the bitter rain,

I’ll look for thee and call to thee; I’ll come to thee again!

 

When winter comes and singing ends; when darkness falls at last;

When broken is the barren bough and light and labour past;

I’ll look for thee, and wait for thee, until we meet again:

Together we will take the road beneath the bitter rain!

Together we will take the road that leads into the west,

And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

 

The Lord of the Rings

-J.R.R.Tolkien