It's Raining, Bless the Sky

The air’s so dry, the heat is up,
The wind so rushed, it feels so glum.
The kid there looks so confused, weird and frowns,
I wonder why he looks right up.



Through the piercing sun and light,
There was an army of clouds riding light,
They made no sound, nor a promise,
All they did was lurk above.



The heat turned off, the air got bright,
The wind was right, it’s feels alright.
People now stare at the sky, wishing and wishing,
Pour down the mighty sky.


The winds stopped, so did our hearts,
We all wondered when it’d start.
Drop by drop, pearls of joy,
Trickling down through the sky.


Pearls of water, so pure and cool,
Whispering to the nature, making it bloom.
The sweet sighs of the people cheering the Sky,
It’s Raining, It’s Raining, Bless the sky.


Lives cheered the thorough rain,
The sound, the smell, that feeling again.
Washing the heat, the stress and worries for a while,
It’s Raining, It’s Raining, Bless the sky.


People soaked in the rain,
People watching drops trickle through the window pane.
People are out thanking the skies,
Oh thank you Lord, Bless the sky.

Love is pouring down us tonight,
Hearts will meet and they'll unite.
Falling in love and music that makes you high,
Mellow and Mushy thoughts, making it divine.


People in love will smile bright,
People with hate will think different tonight.
Love will conquer, hearts will unite,
It's Raining, It's raining, Bless the sky.

Let me Go!

The moment I reached the door of the strange house I knew something was wrong. The house was located at a wrong place, there was no light inside nor any significant sign of a living soul inside. Pitch dark. It was cute off from the vicinity of any city.

What occurs to me is why would I end up at a place like this? Very unusual and kind of creepy. If it wasn't for the cold wind that blew around so vigorously I bet I would have thought of this to be a dream. I stood out of the house for a while and tried to peek in to find any sign. All I could see was the white light of the moon reflecting from the stairs that led up with two separate flight of Stairs after the one that stopped at a Glass Window. From that Glass window is where I saw the white moon light reflecting and not reaching the dark room where I was looking from.

I took a deep breath, my hands and feet not coordinating for some reason. I just opened the front door which was strange because it was a slide door and how would I know how it were to open at my first attempt. Anything didn't make sense and I kept my calm and said to myself "One step at a time". For some strange reason my hands were numb and as useless as fake hands with no life in them. I tried to search for switch boards to see if there's any electricity in that old creepy house but every time I switched any button on, every click made one window close, freaked out as I was I stopped trying. "What the hell?" is what I had to say when I searched for my purse. My cellphone, chewing gums, money were all missing. "This is just stupid and not happening" is what I kept telling myself all the time.

I decided to move across the dark room and reach the hall that led to the flight of stairs. To my surprise this hall was beautiful. It was like out of all the rooms this wrecked house could hold, this was the only one that wasn't tearing apart. The furniture in the hall was covered with White sheets and the pale moon light set a very dramatic ambience. So I was just turning back to get out of the house which strikingly known for some weird reason, when I heard a very distant voice call out my name... I swear I felt a chill go down my spine when I heard my name. I did not want to turn but God knows why I automatically did and inspected around and saw no one. This just doubled my anticipation and I called back "Yeah? DO I know you?" The voice now came more clearer and from the glass window from where I could see the moon. It took me not one second to realize it was my Dad's voice, My Papa.... I swear I missed the first two steps of the stairs and jumped to reach out to him.. I couldn't believe I was meeting him.. When I Felt someone pulling my hand back .. I yelled and shrugged them once and climbed next 3 steps when I finally felt I saw my Papa smiling at a distance from the staircase where I stood and I threw my hands close in the air to reach him but someone just held me back so tight.

I kept begging and pleading to these people to let me go see him. I promised I'd be back for them but I couldn't see who pulled me down when I turned all I felt was a force pulling me back and on the other end my father looking at me with the most peaceful eyes and love, as amazing as he always was, full of life and full of spirit and joy. I kept stretching my hand ahead for some sort of miracle to happen so that I could break free and run and hug my Paa. Just one long hug would do the trick, just a little while to talk to him and know whether he was ok would do the trick. But why wouldn't these stupid people who held me back understand. I cried in fear and begged and pleaded to Let Me Go for sometime but they didn't let me and I kept telling my father to stay, please come back. He just stood there peacefully.

My heart was aching so bad I could feel my voice fainting and my stamina all gone, these people now pulled me down the staircase because of my lack of strength to fight back and out towards the door.. All the way I kept screaming my lungs out for my dad .. "Wait, please wait, Please..... Please ... just let me meet him...LET ME GO" and the next thing I knew was I was so scared and breathless and opened my eyes at 4 in the morning.


What? A dream? NO! Couldn't be it. I just unlocked my room's door and went out to the stairs and up and surely nothing happened. It was my house ofcoure. My Dog followed me where ever I went all around the house and licked my feet. I couldn't believe it was a dream. I was so close to meeting him. But if all that it takes is a dream to reach him.. I wish I slept always. I don't care the pain I feel after waking up but it atleast gives me a peace of my mind to know I saw him.. So close in person....

Dreams.... All that reality can't do to make you happy, a dream is all it takes to change that. I get a lot of weird dreams... Very weird and very random. But a few of these can really make peace with me. <3

Dedicated to my Papa <3 I'll always love you.

Peace,
XOXOXO

Cold .. Amazing song!!

LYRICS:

God and His priests and His kings
All were waiting
All will wait
As they go over

Held between heaven and hell
As they're dancing,
As they dance over and over
Over

Cold
Cold

Crimson and bare as I stand
Yours completely,
Yours as we go over

Sing for the lion and lamb 
Their hearts are hunting
Still hearts hold ever and ever
Ever

Cold
Cold

God and His priests and His kings
Turn their faces
Even they feel the cold

What you are given
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken

What you are given
Can't be forgotten
And never forsaken

What you are given
Can't be forgotten

Cold

(I love this song and cannot get over it since so long now, just thought of sharing it with everyone) Do leave your comments.. This song makes me feel so at home .. Like this song is my blanket and I can sleep under it .. Love this song so much .. Hope ya'll like it too <3 Hope you feel the magic :)
PEACE

xoxoxo

My Pet, My love!

A lot has been said and seen about love. A lot has been done for love ... A lot unheard of. Love is amazing when its selfless and undying (Very dramatic, no?) but yes love of this nature exists for real (Hah, this is epic).

When was the last time you heard of selfless and true love? Well I did!! *happy dances* For me .. My pet .. My dog .. My baby who's name is "Marc" is the best example of love. He is one goofy thing. Gosh where do I start about him? (I know I sound lame but yes it's true).. Never ever has my dog (who is a very handsome cute looking German Shepherd) let me have a dull moment with him around.Well we got him when he was like 2 months old (rather young silly goof ball) and he fell sick when he got home cuz he had caught serious infection while travelling... We took him to another city to get treated and Thank Heavens he got okay! *touch wood*

He is what I call my "Babu" or "makuuu"... Marc has never ever bitten anyone till date... He has the most amazing eyes (Puppy Eyes DEFINED)... I mean come on ... he'll just look at us once and we'll be like awww... He is a smart baby.. Usually dogs grab whatever food you throw at  them..Him? No sir!! He will graciously open his mouth and decently grab his Chewies and sit down on his regular fixed place and chew 'em.(Aww my precious baby) He has this attitude problem (don't blame me >_> ) lol! When you talk to him and annoy him making silly and UNWANTED noises he will give you that look .. (The look he gives I am sure he tries to say - SHUT UP, WILL YA?) Lmao! He's more like a kid with my sister and jumps and runs around with her all day and has his "I am gonna mess with ya" Streak.. :D Gosh he even puts his cute lil head on our lap and just sits there with eyes closed :') He loves all of us!! Oh he is so funny .. He comes running inside the house and since the floor is marble he wouldn't know to pace down, hence he will stop running and just slide on the floor and dash into the sofa's or us! LMAO! Its a scene worth watching!!

Crazy Marc!! He loves food .. Well every dog does.. Yes! He knows when anyone at home is upset and comes and quietly sits down besides them and keeps looking at them (Trust me, We feel loved). Oh the best thing ever? When he knows I am angry and he is gonna have it bad .. He hides his head behind a small plant where only his head is hidden behind a small bush and all his body is out there hanging.. Lmao! Epic is when he hides behind flowers and his face is hanging out of flowers.. ROTFLOL! :P And the drama he does just so that we don't ask him to leave the room is OMG, he'll lick our hands and feet and look down and right into our eyes making us feel guilty and hence the Marc-einstein wins and stays in the room!

You know .. Pets are not a decoration piece or a style statement .. they are a part of your family. They love you more than you can love them and their love is undying. Try giving them a little more attention in your hectic life and see how much they have to do for you. Just felt like writing this down! I can't think of what would I do without my Marc!

Love your pets, they love you 10X more! :D

Peace.
xoxoxo

Just leave me be!

Ever wanted to yell out loud in frustration? Ever wanted to shut the door to the world and ask them to leave you alone? Life, philosophy and drama ... The vicious cycle you have got to go through everyday whether you like it or not..

People often miss out the larger picture in life and focus on the little "issues" that you have. Yes those pricks! Sometimes you rather prefer not growing up at all. Why do I need to grow up and do things people want me to do? Until we were kids people used to love our own individuality and pat our backs, now all of a sudden we are indecisive and naive?

Lets talk about it ... I as a kid was free, outgoing, loving and giving, possessive about people I love and care, protective of people, loved animals, petrified of being spoken bad of, detested being hated, honest to people I care and always kept my secrets to myself... Years later, what do you know? Well I haven't changed. I still possess all those characters in me. I am still friendly .. Still possessive and protective and honest. I still manage to get hurt when even a person I meant no harm speaks left right and center about me. The thing is people change and I am expected to change. Well so sorry this perfect world isn't my forte. We all grow up differently, my problem being I speak a lot mindlessly trusting every random Douche and taking it for granted that they have the same friendly attitude like I do.

It took me a long time to discover that all friends I "Thought" are my friends were really brainless, judgmental and ass kissing morons.Well yeah, to those of you who know I'm talking about you, SUCK IT!

Not everyone is perfect and Hey I am far freaking away from being one. But the little things I do .. make me someone. Just because I party doesn't mean I love it.. Just because I abuse doesn't mean I mean offence or seek attention, just because I make a point clear doesn't mean I want things MY WAY .. And Hey, just because I don't kiss ass like most of you do .. Doesn't mean I am missing on something grand. I rant because maybe I am moody and don't have faith in anyone to share my feelings so rant aimlessly to make myself feel better.. I cry not to get your attention but maybe because I no longer have the guts or the heart to take it anymore .. I trust someone and confide things not to be mocked at and be betrayed, it's because somewhere I made a mistake of having faith in you like, unlike you I still have sealed your secret off and it's still safe. I don't need to show off or seek attention .. If I wanted to .. You'd be one useless bag of dirt to me, I speak my mind makes me a Bitch, I am what we call "Bindaas" doesn't mean I am available .. I have my reasons to not talk to people, maybe its because I don't wanna hurt you by being way too honest. Respect people's privacy and please don't judge them because you don't know why they change....

To all those young people reading this, trust me this world can make you evil. For those of you who are such jerks, please bugger off and for those of you who think people are all nice and will stand for you .. Sooner or later you should know what I am talking about ...
One more thing .. Online friends, relations, groups ... It can either be amazing or a real heartbreak .. Don't ever let yourself be hurt. Because in reality you have an entire lifetime to look forward to.


Sometimes space is important .. Just for getting your line of thoughts right!!!
Peace,
xoxoxo

P.S. From me, my alter ego and all girls who go through allegations irrespective of their actions.