The Broken mirror...

i walked on a street of life holding soft hands..that once touched my heart .i was living a dream of my life which people yearn for their whole life... found,those hands were strong enough to hold me as far as i remember..i was sure from my side not leave them till my last breath could betray me...life was much different at that pont where i was just on a rollercoaster of happiness..which was moving to the peak..of ecstacy.

but, it was Destiny that who wished that a dream which was seen by me had to be broken..my dream shattered right in front of my eyes...The hands that hold me strongly ..once in a light of happiness..tried to slip off me away..the eyes the longed to get a glimpse wanted to just see every thing other than me..the lips that once kissed my forhead ..were..praying ..to keep me away ..forever..my arms that once holded her tightly to my heart were no longer needed to hide away into. the fingers that once passed thru my hair..points me now holding responsible for the loss that was never ever wantedly done..the words of affection which were just enough to keep me alive...were now curses that may never let me live.

but still...love..it seems i was accused of not knowing the real depth of that emotion keeps me still..with pain and agony dipped into loneliness....asks me to keep smiling all the..way..

And i'm ...smiling thru the broken mirror my own dreams... with pieces of the splinters stuck deep in my heart...

The Diary of a NOMAD....

(07-oct-2008)

Dear Diary,

It was a bright day of September when i joined my eamcet coaching classes after my 10+2. the reason being - not able to secure a respectable rank and a seat in architecture course,which i just wanted for myself-decided to repeat the same exam with some more efforts hoping to win a seat in JNTU.This was the time when i could shed my skin of lazyness and decided to kick some serious ass , also this was the time when i had to reshape my focus onto architecture.

So did i...i tell u that it was so exicting,a complete new unknown circle of people-new vibes around me-i wasnt used to befriend most of the unknown people , coz most of ma friends were wid me till my intermediate,well leaving aside that fact ,one more fact that i can disclose is i was quite lazy to stand out for myself.But this time i had to just go for it if i had to live my dream.
In this process i tried to compose myself onto serious studies which i had literally stopped after my 10th board examinations and the time i spent in a new atmosphere to live my dream had caused a heavy make-over in me.this was the first phase of transition in me.

Days were passing on and i was movin along wid time, and one day during the college hours i met a girl named , komal-who was indeed like her name-soft spoken was she. My choice to befriend her was absolutely a right step . God knows how but yes it did happen by a series of events - like our common aim to getting into a creative profession,our common liking for music and lot more,this girl was one of the amazing people that i've met through my life - she was smart ,had a great sense of humour and was one tomboyish persona.

She was one of the few people in my life who did show me a mirror at particulars time to not let me forget my identity thankful to life always for sending a person like her into my life.

Kuch yun Khuli Silvatein....

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