He was….

 

 

He loved me… once

ONCE all my heart needed and wanted and craved. I felt solitude in the fact that his heart once belonged to me… even for just a fleeting moment- I knew it was mine.

He was always the fickle type – he never let me know too much but always fed me just enough to keep me close to him, clinging onto him, just enough to keep me wanting more of him.

I hate him for this. I hated him…

I hate him for all that he was… but nothing that he is. I don’t know him anymore.

Nothing that I am… Nothing that I am without anything of him….

I need it all !!

This silence is eating me

I need what i lost all back
Back to my old self 
Back to my innocence
Back to my childhood
back to my unknown
But they say what lost 
Is lost for ever and ever

Happy birthday Chottu!!!!

Today, its my chottu's birthday!!! He is a real cutie pie and also accepted me as one of his girlfriends. My boyfriend is just 3 years old and I love him very much. This post is dedicated to my darling neighbour chottu who is crazy about me... Love you chottu. Eventhough he cannot read, he knows that I do. Tomorrow morning,he'l be the first one to wake me up and say, " hey raji, today is my happy birthday. Where is my chocolate and gift??? Raji I want Dora and bujji." LOL I Love him...He is afterall my boyfriend...

Life in one picture!! ;)