WHO CARES !!!!

Flipped through the pages...Each 1 said - 'The World is Watching'.

It is the diary; but this is how we behave at each crossing!

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Its about image building...Ever heard a boy calling his friend - Princess?

'Jealousy thy name is woman'...wants to steal all the caresses!

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There is no royal blood, there is no royal demeanour!

There are a pair of submissive eyes & circumstances which are meaner!!

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Watchful soul that seldom laughs; to appear sunny, always smiles

The boring ugly duckling interior, does the cute fledgling exterior hides.

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Run from one dark corner...and reach another (- to your horror!)

Why not face it, be proud and face the mirror!

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life is beautiful :)

Isn't this what dreams are made of....

.....to be woken up by the most beautiful voice you've heard...
.....to have a glimpse of the brightest smile of the world, greeting you...
.....to have those sparkling eyes look at you (though apologetically, for having you kept waiting!)...
.....to get a call which makes you feel the most important person in the world..every few minutes...
.....to be pampered and treated royally like a princess...
.....to have someone listening eagerly to the weirdest things you say, as if it was a holy discourse...
.....to have a support system, which helps you sail through..comforting you at slightest pain...
.....to have looked through the window at the reflection of moon..or walked in the park under winter sun...
.....to have been introduced to your inner self..and be made to feel beautiful......
.....to just hold hands..and let you dream on...................................

Let me keep dreaming.....let me remain in this trance.....

chit-chat with You..............

hey...
wat is it tht You want out of life....? are You sure????
wait a min...who is it???
y do I keep saying the same things over n over again.....? y does this question persists in mind....? do I doubt u or ur potentials? or is it about me.........??? whose life am I talking about...is it mine?
so does that mean that U are controlling my life....who gave U this right in the first place....??
hold it...did U say it was me??
but when??????????
but I am a recalcitrant individual - "dont need anybody to rectify my existence..."
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ok...I give in!!
please guide me......
U have created me...n U know wat is best for me...
i am a lost child...n i do need Ur blessed hand upon me!
i bow my head infront of You..n i fear U(n only U!)....You hold the key to my destiny....!!
so, teach me new lessons......give me strength to follow Ur commands....and then dnt forget to reward appropriately
in the end..........keep loving me as u always do........... :)
i love u too.... :)

The reason?

Last time round...I had someone to hold my hand and walk me through..
..Once again, its the same..jst that now I walk alone!

What is it that i feel...?? Is it contentment, or am I more incomplete?
..my quest never ends....this thirst never quenches....it has only grown!

My spirits are liberated..but do I know where to unleash!
I want to fly...is it eternity???

What is it that i say....let me free.....or hold me tight..as tight as it can be!!!
Am I allowed to speak...to unveal???

When, what & why.....can I say I feel free???
Is this incompleteness...this freedom...the reason of my being!!!!!!!!!!

HERE YOU COME...

Guided by a star,

I have come so far...

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From my world of innocence & modesty,

I'd thought this world to be a land of fantasy...

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...Away from the world of homeliness,

Ah! I always wanted to lay in depth of loneliness...

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Always surrounded by friends,like Alice in Wonderland,

And now feeling like a tresspasser in No Man's Land...

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My quest for fulfillment, this never-ending chase,

...Anyways, by the end of it, I hope to cherish this phase...

ALWAYS THERE 4 U..

Don't stand at my grave & mourn...

I am not there, I have not gone;

I am a thousand winds that blow...

I am the diamond glint on snow

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Do not stand at my grave & weep...

I am not there, I did not sleep;

I am the surf, gently lapping on the shore...

I am the rustling sounds of leaves, blowing across the moor

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Do not stand at my grave & cry...

I am not there, I did not die;

I am the smile on your face...

I am happiness you must embrace