I want to believe in the concept of soulmates. If you are meant to be, things will fall in place and write a happily ever after in your destiny.

Strange notion for the cynic in me. 

Something feels right about being gone from everything. Lost, in a strange yet wonderful way. Music and Mind. that's about it for now.

:)

the good times we lost!

Its amazing, what journeys we traverse, in search of the everlasting happiness. The people we meet, the struggles we go through and the facades we put up. When you look back, after a few eons, when the pain has passed through, there is nothing but a content and sweet grief at the good times we lost.

The good times that went away, the friendships which didn't survive, and the memories which didn't remain forever. We sigh, we grieve for the lost childhoods, and the sensibilities required out of adulthood. Wonder why the good things never last.

Every new city has a new lesson. Most of all it teaches you how to deal with your loneliness, how to walk alone on the street, with nothing but memories.
It has been kind of confusing, not knowing my standing. I look around, and I see myself wanting to be a hundred different people all at once. But greater than that is the feeling of emptiness slowly creeping up. It is like when you know what you want and stand for, yet you cannot explain.
It is like you are saying something different, but it is heard differently. This is just one of the puzzles, needed to be figured out. If we take chances, we do have our brief periods of indecision. This is one of that. Hopefully I will figure this out too. Hopefully all will be well.

(:

I find something missing tonight. Sad, strangely that is what I feel.

here again, after two years of transitions. and many more ahead to come. and hopefully been there, done that and learned a lot. I don't know what to wish for. I think I am managing just fine. I think I have made colossal mistakes, had bouts of bad judgements yet withered it somehow.. Now again i am restless for change.

dil ne humse jo kaha, humne vaisa hi kiya
phir kabhi fursat mei sochenge
jhooth kya aur sach hai kya!

And here it begins. A bit of change, a bit of something new. And a lot of hope. New beginnings! (:

It was a puzzling thing. The truth knocks on the door and you say; "Go away, I' looking for the truth." and so it goes away. Puzzling.

@sensibility

I sincerely want to be happy now. No more charades, no more stupidity. I wish I would think more of myself than just a 'lost cause.' Maybe this year will make me grow up!