She heard the indifference in his voice. Her heart went cold as he pronounced them strangers. She had expected a happily ever after - just like the women in the romance novels she devoured. Tears wet her face as she walked away from him. She was heartbroken. She was a mess. Taking a break on… Continue reading The Right Person
Happily ever after, Did that exist in real life? Pure precious love, Did he ever feel it? Loyalty till the end, Did that seem so impossible? Soul mates together, Did he know that they'd meet again?
The injuries that you can't see, Will remain inside of me. The thoughts that you can't hear, Will be unsaid but strong. The broken dreams that still haunt me, Will keep me in the dark.
My love for you is constant, Even as everything else changes. My love for you is everlasting, As soul connections never die. My love for you is enough, To keep my heart alive.
A day without your smile, Left me frowning. A day without your voice, Made me restless. And a day without your touch, Left me cold.
Their definition of love was too narrow for her. Romantic was just one of many kinds. She loved with all her heart and it never struck her as if anything was wrong or missing. They asked her if she ever wanted to fall in love. “But I already have. Over and over again,” she replied,… Continue reading Love in Many Forms
Their love was like a volcano threatening to erupt. It was a combination of intense passion and infatuation that kept their days and nights exciting. Friends worried that it was too hot and dangerous to last. They knew it would end with a scary bang. So no one was surprised when it ended with murder.
She didn’t believe in romance. All that looked good in books and movies. Real life was more about average looking people with worries to take care of. Cupid couldn’t hit her stubborn head but he managed to shoot some love into her heart when she least expected it. It was quite romantic, as she admitted… Continue reading Love Struck
Love made her nervous. It never ended well. A happily ever after seemed to exist only in books. “So you’ll never risk being happy again?” He was more curious than shocked. She nodded. Shielding her heart had become a habit.
At 10, she wanted a prince with a castle. A few years later, she saw the possibility of happiness only if a man looked at her the way that Shah Rukh Khan looked at his heroines. Fast forward to her 20s, and perfection became a list. "He should be this tall and be a doctor… Continue reading Perfection