READ THIS FIRST.
Hello, and welcome, people!
You read the title of the Blog, so this is where i'll be doing a lot of ranting. In case you are as crazy as i am and are going to read my blog, here are a few things i'd like you to do-
1. Read the posts in THE SIMC SAGA from 'My first Adventure' to 'Living the dream' in that order-or you'll find yourself reading a story backwards
2. All your coments are welcome, as long as they are NICE
3. More rules will follow when I make them up
RESH
Monday, March 28, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
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a group of friends
class time fun
teases and laughs
'intersting pen'
friendship pacts
signed and torn
comes a new year
comes new surprises
silence and no chatter
a quest to know why
a piece of paper
alphanumerals scattered
'it's not from,me,but him'
says the messesnger
alone inside my room
upon my study table
time,time again
i try to make sense
one new method tried
and it all fell to places
'***** ***** ******'
a lump inside my throat
butterflies inside my tummy
what do i do now?
what shall i say now?
pretended i didnt know
pretended i didnt care
until that fateful day
my friends tried to say
then i had to say
that i knew it too
but right now i dont want
all this silly stuff
let us both be friends
let us both grow up
let us stand on our own legs
and let us then decide
it took a lot of coaxing
to get him to talk to me
but then with time
the best of help
we grew to be good friends
and then to best of friends
and then,my best(est) friend
inaugerating pens
letters in old notebooks
words written in blood
poems and quotations.
walks to tuition class
waits till i go back
drenched in the rain
feelings unspoken
fights in between
always solved by friends
trys to move apart
but always comes together
when new people came
when new loves blossomed
the old 'friendship' couldnt resist
to see it silently
denied being jealous,
but jealousy was all
untill i had to go and say
i felt the same too.
but time cahnges people
time changes things
my bird was not the same
i'll never get the same
together the journey went on
with rough moments now and then
passions grew stronger
they expressed
egos too, may be
and they too.
the next separation was
for me the worst by far.
no one can get it
not even him
and so the distance's far
tried to be close still
but somehow didnt work
had to part our ways
a year of solid silence
talks are now not real
and when real ,not right
lives have twisted,tangled
lets not get them mangled
memories just come
when we least expect
a song,a sight,a note
is all that it takes
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