Someday I will wake up as a completely different person.

When your heart gets broken, nothing will ever be the same. Opinions, views and circumstances change. So does your outlook on life in general. No matter how hard you try, you can`t mend a broken heart. Even if you glue all the pieces together, the cracks will still show. And your eyes will always seem a little bit sad, even when you`ll be smiling.                         

                                                                                                                

Yet there is hope, because one day you will smile again. You will enjoy music, good food and the company of your friends. Begin to notice how beautiful the world is and how special are the people that are around you. You will find peace. I promise. One thing I can`t promise you though. I can`t promise you that you will ever love again. Sure there will be others and passion, romance, lust and relationships will come. But I doubt that there will ever be Love as pure as your First Love. I hope I`ll be proven wrong some day, but until then, I remain with this pain in my chest, and the dark hollow in my heart does not go away.

What Happen If?

What happens when occurrences in your life, one after the other, do nothing but confirm, more and more, that you were, are, and in fact always will be, an outsider. What's worse, is when you find out that you're on this side of the glass window, somehow still intact but probably on the verge of shattering, only because of your naivety and sheer innocence. 

 

Or maybe it's just a skill you acquired somewhere along the way, of blindfolding yourself with an invisible emotion every time you thought something was coming at you, that didn't quite fit, or the time for which wasn't quite right, or it wasn't quite as bearable as it should have been. Quite. Quite foolish you'd have to be. 

When you're in love, you're supposed to be a fool. Why? Because it isn't reality. It's a fantasy. One that was created as per your own convenience, and composed of your little, fragmented obsessions at the time. But nobody ever talks about how foolish, and vile life itself can be. How foolish you could be while undergoing the process of 'growing up.' But sometimes the process stagnates. And you feel like you'll never learn. Like how many times could you possibly suffer, until the suffering teaches you a lesson. Like how much could you possibly endure, until the last vein connecting your heart to your brain is yanked out. Limitless.

I'd stay a little while longer, if only I could be assured that this time, or the next time, or the one after that, will not end in tears and severe reconciliation of not just the surface skimming factors, but of the soul. I'd stay a little while longer, if only the truth was told to my face, and with a trust I couldn't look away from. 

It's like it was said in one of my most favorite movies, of all time. Every time we look back at something we're having a hard time recuperating from, we're probably only looking at the good stuff. The next time you look, look a bit more carefully. 

As I said, I'd stay a little while longer. But that's only if I thought there was something more this place had to offer me. If only it hadn't taken and given to me everything that could have possibly been taken or given. If only my life could turn out the way it had to in the duration of my favorite movie, not necessarily with the same script. If only I could sit here all day, not bother about frivolities that take up my vision, touch and taste, and watch this movie, some brain waves intact. Some nourishment intact. And then... Summer. And soon. Autumn. Throw in a certain Monsoon will you. 

"The scars of your love remind me of us 

They keep me thinking that we almost had it all 

The scars of your love they leave me breathless 

I can’t help feeling..."- Adele

HOPE

What  love is? I wondered.Love is a forever theme in literary world.It seemed that their love stories were  heartrending but beautiful.Can that be true in real life? But I heard so many men betrayed their families.So did my friends.In my opinion,man is a symbol of uncertainty and isn’t worth being trust.I don’t believe in love,even though I haven’t experienced it yet.Who can tell me what love is?Can love be eternal?

   

If you are in bad mood,and have the grey feelings,what will you do?how can you get rid of it? today,one of my best friends sent a message to me ,said: hei,i am sad now.i asked,why?what happened? she could not tell anything at first and then told me about her BF.and unfortunately,i was unhappy either at that time,I did not know what should i do,but i had to comfort her.. 

Sometimes,it is very hard to make a decision,but we have to be up against it ,for me,It is not worthy to be upset for the one who is not worth for my love yes hope is everywhere. If you just lost it, find it somewhere else. There will be a day in the future that you find yourself reaching the line as well as others.It doesn't have to be based on how well your previous job is done but just a belief, a firm belief that you will make it.Even thought it’s a belief, it works out well.

I trusted myself and every trouble disappeared. So everyone, trust yourself.Tell yourelf that Everything is going to be fine I am here once again, leaving this note to everyone, only to tell people including me that try to image hope as a star. When you someday can’t see it up in the sky at night, try another night.There will always be one time when you find it and get it.

Great Lines

 

If u r born poor, its not your mistake BUT if u die poor, its your mistake
- BILL GATES

Born with personality is an accident, but dying in a personality is an achievement.

Your Birth may be normal, But, Your death should be History

 

Like All Trust Few

Follow None But Learn From Everyone.

Practice Like A Devil & Play Like An Angel

Old concept: "Do or die " New concept: "Do before u die "