Closed door...

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The door was open and i saw you. Standing there in a complete moment.
Windy days...with shy smiles and stolen glances.

But i was fooled by puzzle of choices, pulling me to unknown places.
I come back to see you here again,
but now the door is closed and its too late.

But i know that you exist, somewhere, someplace on this beautiful earth.
At another open door, waiting, may be for someone else.

Time can fool , time can heal, but time can never take away...the frozen moments.

But Time says,
"its not over yet ,
life is not a single piece, just to be called 'pass' or 'fail'.

Just wait and see 'cause your heart is true
......love will find the way...."

Beats...

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Sun is tired and afternoon is dragging by...calmly n quietly....
cup of tea in my hand, helping me,to see n to understand...

i hear,the quietness, and to unknown connections calling me

......come to me....come to me......come to me......

streched out empty corridor...

empty space, just to be, just to stand, to feel my heart beat

...........i am alive........i am alive........i am alive.............

Its so much fun being beautiful, isnt it?

Time...

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I dont know with what instinct i wrote my past few posts, but they had something to do with the future. Future that exists today, in my own life. I try not to write anything personal on my blog so please forgive me for the limited information i present here.

Now i dont even remember how it started. It makes me shiver even to think of these days, the days of darkness and dispair. Like a curse, this one dark black thing ruled our home, our family.

It ruled every aspect of our existance,suffocating every bit of life. Every moment of joy had its shadow. It was like a sad melancholy, a haunted symphony running in background. And we struggled, sometimes standing, many times failing. We kept ourselves, a duty, that we must live. We lost unlimited other things, priceless things which will never come back.

This curse ruled us for eleven years...
A few days back, for second time in my entire life, i said this to HIM,"This time you are not going to fail me..."

Yesterday, i got the call,"We won!". I couldnt at first speak for a few minutes. So much joy, so much relief...

Finally the spell was broken... by another much stronger spell.

Now i am learning, to live without this burden. Slowly trying to forget that the war is over and its time to heal.

The dark, cold night is receding...and there is faint reddish glow on horizon.

Certainly...nothing lasts forever...not even bad times.

The nice and the good...

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Two symbols of past,
an ancient temple , an old tree...

It is the faith, its is the roots that makes them stand.

How long shall we last?

coooool...

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cool afternoons,

relaxed Me,

centuries old temples,

structures in stone,

quiet corridors,

wide spaces,

old familier smells,

am i dreaming? or i am truely awake?

Burdens..

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Why we think that it is necessory always to be happpy...?
and that we always need to have an opinion?
Do we always need to label everything we see as good or bad?
Do we always need to compare or judge when we meet a person?
Is it so much necessory for everyone to be always smart, young and beautiful?
Is it always necessory to pray when we see GOD, why not let him just be?

Why not just remove this burden of being perfect,
when we know that perfection is something impossible...?

Why not just accept that we are mortals, not GOD
and that being mortal is what makes us human...?