I Miss You

It was a tedious day, I was sitting near the window, and light breeze was coming towards me. Our street was very boisterous, some children were playing cricket. I was looking captivatingly at a boy who was trying to pilfer the glimpse of a pretty girl by screening his bike stunts but she never saw him. From somewhere far across the street I could hear the song ….

“Show me the meaning of being lonely is this feeling that I need to walk with,
Tell me why I can’t be there where you are, there something missing in my heart.”

Feeling very much bored I opened my slam book. The first page was filled by best friend Harika. She was my childhood friend, every time I open this I could not stop laughing looking at what she filled about me: “I can only say that you are my alterego, you are my shadow, you are my everything (hope you will return my 1000 rupees)”.Thinking where she is now and what she could be doing, I turned to the next page it was my friend Vamsi. We were the only mischievous boys in our class and I hope Usha, my classmate could better describe us how mischievous we were. I was Feeling happy thinking about all those days spent with them and was feeling sad when I remember that I miss them now. I closed the slam book, than I saw a greeting card, I opened that and was looking who has given it to me.

“hI rahul Last night I was thinking Of you,Vhat should i prEsent You On yoUr b’day”

Than thought that nothing, more than telling you many many happy returns of the day.

- Keerthi.

Keerthi was my friend , I memorize well she never gave me any greeting card on my b’day. I could notice some letters in the card where special when I joined all that special words in the card I was stunned to see it was “I LOVE YOU”. If she was loving me than why she didn’t say it me. I thought to meet her at the same moment and I was on ride towards her home. I just wanted tell her three words. I went to her home and meet her mother. I could not believe when her mother said Keerthi is no more in this world. She said that Keerthi had cancer. She took me to her room where I could see my photos which were missing from my album and half of the room was filled with my memories. Now I got the answer for my question “Why she didn’t say it to me?” and I was in a dilemma what should I say to her now. “I LOVE YOU” or “I Miss You”.

P.S: No part of the story is true expect expressing my hobbies i.e. turning the pages of my slam book and looking the greetings gifted by my friends when I feel alone and bored……

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I, Me and Myself

A small boy was crying at the lobby of his home looking desperately at the wide open door for his father’s advent. He had asked his father to bring a car for him. he was so innocent that he knew crying as a some weapon to get all his desires. Finally his weapon worked out and his father bought a car for him. Now the little Einstein who feels himself to be creative rips it into shreds trying to make something out of it that even he doesn’t know. It wasn’t his first trial, the half of the dust bin nearby his domicile is filled with his futile project crap, but he never clogged his research. If this was a scientist in him, there was another innocent boy who grew up without knowing or feeling what parents love is?.

Now the innocent, unsuccessful little Einstein is grown up, now he knows what crying is and he feels that for every second. He spent most of his life thinking, walking alone in the streets feeling that he is alone in this world. May be this is the reason that made him sensitive and sentimental and a bit selfish in some aspect. He always asks himself was selfishness a very bad habit and also could there be anyone in this world who is not selfish????????

He knew that the answer would be “NO” and feels that he is not a drop of oil in a bowl of water. He never likes to be alone as no one likes. He always tries to follow what Helen kellar says….

“When one door of happiness closes, another opens;

But often we look so long at the closed door that;

We do not see the one which has opened for us.”

He never knew that until his eyes are closed with a felling that he is alone he will never find the door that leads to happiness………..

P.S: Real Story of a boy who is away from his parents from his childhood.

Poignant Voyage

"Thinking, thinking ....and thinking about her is what i did before i met her,
thinking, thinking...and thinking is what i am doing now after she left me."

I never thought it would be such a great experience loving someone,
everything in life seems to be yours like the falling comet, her smile,
and i felt i can do anything i can sing a song for her and even i can win the F1 race.....,
i never felt that its just my feeling and after i came to know it a feeling, its nothing.....,

what makes someone so stupid is that only love or the feeling that you are in love??
it took a long time to get the answer, more than time its something more precious i lost,
all those days filled with virtuous happiness are the remainders today ,what not to do.
and finally it makes me remember the quote which says....,
"Just someone doesn't love you the way you want them to,
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have".
now i am on a journey in search of the vitamin-H, in a boat sailing in sea of my tears,
thinking, thinking .....and thinking whether i could get my treasure or descend in my tears ....!!!!!!

P.S. some in my dream was telling this story.
this is my first blog if any mistakes ............
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