“At one magical instant in your early childhood, the page of a book—that string of confused, alien ciphers—shivered into meaning. Words spoke to you, gave up their secrets; at that moment, whole universes opened. You became, irrevocably, a reader.” –Alberto Manguel

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Monday, April 28, 2014

Never Or When Forever Is Through

“I thought, possibly, that what I really needed was to go where nobody knew me and start over again, with none of my previous decisions, conversations, or expectations coming with me.” ―Maggie Stiefvater



















Well I was woken by a call in midnight;
since it wasn't you so I declined,
made me sink into your thoughts a little deep;
I rolled and rolled, but couldn't sleep.

Why do I remember, all the things you said;
unless I am sure, I am the one in your head.
though I’ve never felt this way before;
so I am not gonna let it happen again for sure.

‘Cause I guess am ever gonna be over you;
it could be never or when forever is through.

How could it be if we ever hold hand;
don’t say a word still understand,
scared, if I ever have to pretend;
that ‘am happy of you just being a friend.

I hope that day never comes at all;
even if it comes I gonna make sure am gone,
and I don’t wanna know if it’s gonna be true;
cheat me, lie but never lemme know.

‘Cause I guess am ever gonna be over you;
it could be never or when forever is through.

~Shreya ♥

“The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did.” ―Faraaz Kazi

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Monday, April 21, 2014

Ever Since I’m Elusive

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Came across this quote by Jodi Picoult, goes like: “If you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.” Well, I have no intentions to measure how true is it or how perfectly fits to someone’s situation. I can just relate with this, currently.

Well, if you can’t find me anywhere –must try me on Goodreads. God, I love it and I won’t mind getting it tattooed on my forearm. Certainly it has given me much more than I ever had in context of reading, words and literature. Came to know about many new authors (when I say new that means new to my knowledge), who hit my favorite list now. Haruki Murakami, Chuck Palahniuk, Toba Beta, Jodi Picoult to name a few. I have always been irrevocably, a reader.

So last weekend I, out of the blues decided to disconnect from external world and go isolated –all in good sense. I am not upset, am fine and content. So as a result of this furtive seclusion, (wait –did I just say “furtive”? Well, that doesn't count) I am outta all the mediums of communication, existing today excluding blog. Music, as usual and reading some good stuff –browsing some random anonymous blogs, secretly reading ‘about me’ section and planning to move a notch up to know people.

Ever since I’m elusive, people seem to have got time from so called busy schedule to ask me what happened. Some never cared, and I don’t care them back. I prefer to shrug it off with an enigmatic smile, and it seems to be the most accepted answer. Am tryna, look this world from different dimension, don’t care how weird it is. So, morning walks are going on, work life remains unchanged as of now and yes I am so addicted to black & white photography. Signing out.. may God bless y’all.. :)

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Theory Of Euphoria

Hey.. Peeps.. :) As I always believe –happiness is a mind set, not a thing or a person. Things break or go missing and people change. So I find myself happy while writing this. If you can’t find happiness in yourself, you can’t find it elsewhere. I always keep myself away from negative and insecure people. Couple of days back I tweeted, negativity is cultivated by those who don’t dare to dream. That was for a different reason though, but it kinda fits here.

Job, work, dreams, responsibilities, desires go on a parallel track. Happiness is always around, may be a little far away. Things happen if you try, they take time so hang in there. Give time sometime –as they say. Currently, not everything is perfect but seems to be alright. I feel euphoric –despite the fact that I miss home badly, being stalked and irritated, having unwelcomed or unplanned challenges at work.

Still have a to-do list that seems not to end. Very common with urban lifestyle, you have more than hundred contacts in phonebook but not even a single seems to understand what you up to, when you scroll your phonebook in middle of night, rarely anybody’s available to listen to you. Many to be friends on facebook but they hardly were available when much needed, I rather ended up deactivating my account for couple of days. That’s not a reason for me to be unhappy.

People will come and go, many will swear that they miss you like hell and when you need them they will be away and they will never remember your birthday. Your friend list may change in time, people who used to be on top in calls log may disappear and never flash your phone and will pretend they miss you when they coincidentally meet you somewhere outside, they may present and excuse of losing your number as they changed the handset. No wonders, that’s nothing new. But hold on those, who are still there –despite the fact that you look ugly or you are a loser or you are good for nothing. Never let ‘em go, who are there beyond reason.

Comparatively, I have much reasons to be happy than being unhappy. I can’t complain if I can’t see ‘em. Being unhappy is absolute piss, you look extremely ugly then. Sometimes, just one reason is enough to bring back the smile that sets a deep curve on your face. Happiness is having an evening walk, getting up early naturally, good music and best lines to read. Sometimes brownies and ice-creams. Sometimes an unexpected call or text, sometimes a person and sometimes none of these. It is what you take it as, that’s all that counts. Stay happy, other things are secondary. Signing out.. may God bless y’all.. :)

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Devoid Of You

“They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now” ―Edna St. Vincent Millay

















You make sense, everything else is insane;
dunno since when I am part of this game,
as long as am there to exclaim;
you need not to find out a name.

Since I dunno whom to blame;
but can count you for the same,
you’re wind, am struggling flame;
seems to be fading out as you came.

Lost, as memories don’t understand my pain;
devoid of you as empty spaces haunt,
seems like nothing else could explain;
so am telling you, you’re all I want.

You said everything else is insane;
and I've all the reasons to exclaim,
oh, for what it became;
let’s not give it a name.

Time is certainly not the same;
remember; when you used to be the flame,
I still dunno whom to blame;
for we have been part of this game.

Lost, as memories don’t understand my pain;
devoid of you as empty spaces haunt,
seems like nothing else could explain;
so am telling you, you’re all I want.

~Shreya ♥

“That’s the worst way to miss somebody. When they’re right beside you and you miss them anyway.” ―Pittacus Lore

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Monday, April 7, 2014

Unlikely Hero

He gets scared and nervous too as I can see him gulping his Adam’s apple and clenching fingers; surely he experiences bouts of loneliness and is pretty insecure and impatient like everyone else. He is stubborn like a seven year old. Against all odds, he has never quit. That’s not much heroic though but certainly he is a hero.  












I caught you lost in search of hope;
when rest of the world was asleep,
can read your expressions on the face;
trying hard not to break and weep.

I’ll be always there, right next to you;
when you’re trying to hide your pain,
under the scars that you never show;
and I’ll be always there to explain.

So don’t you ever forget;
that I’ll be always there,
‘cause you’re unlikely hero to me;
in happiness and in despair.
Can count me in when tears roll out;
I won’t be the one you gotta live without,
when your fears fill you with doubt;
I’ll be there, ‘cause you’re all I am about.

But I am scared, and you’re not aware;
if there is no tomorrow in my hand,
I still want you to be the hero;
and I hope you understand.

Been familiar with all your flaws;
that you choose not to tell and hide,
but I want you to know that;
accepted you as you are, out and inside.

Despite knowing your worst mistakes;
and exploring your deepest scars,
you’re unlikely hero to me;
for whom I can keep wishing on the stars.
Can count me in when tears roll out;
I won’t be the one you gotta live without,
when your fears fill you with doubt;
I’ll be there, ‘cause you’re all I am about.

~Shreya ♥

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Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Empty Spaces

“Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?” –Haruki Murakami















Blood shot eyes and sleepless nights;
am crawling back to loneliness,
in those dark streets of memories;
choosing to dump myself in silence,
where I go numb or feel less;
and figure out this enigmatic sadness.

Yearning resides in the darkest corner;
empty spaces haunt me to the core,
as it yawns in the middle of night;
and echoes loud at my door,
it absorbs me like a demon came alive;
leaves me paralysed yet unsure.

All alone, on my own;
with my shadow walking by my side,
isolated thinking filling up my mind;
I reveal my scars; don’t wanna hide,
yeah they are somewhere still alive;
they are deep, hidden inside.

Yearning resides in the darkest corner;
empty spaces haunt me to the core,
as it yawns in the middle of night;
and echoes loud at my door,
it absorbs me like a demon came alive;
leaves me paralysed yet unsure.

~Shreya ♥

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