Somebody told me that writing is a therapy ...

somebody told me that writing is a therapy ...bull shit it is nothing ..its all wrong who don't have the guts to speak or laugh loud or have the capability to make others understand what they feel good or bad about..they write ...because if this is true why it is not giving all that what it claims to a person like me...
 the reason may be like different patients have different treatment this therapy is also for those who doest have such vocal and expression capability ...
so this notion is wrong that this is a therapy i think it should be comes with terms and condition applies.....:)

Angel

Why we are mean.

why we are mean ..question asked just now ,,  i would say that as life has two parts of living a bad and a good one ,happier one and sad one ...life is made up of these two flip sides of a coin once a person has has seen good,happy,and bright version of life he or she always wants to be in it...so that the darker and sad part would be far away and at times a man becomes so greedy to become happy that he chooses to be mean..so that by any way either by snatching it from somebody a person wants to be comforted ,happy, and safe...no matter it comes on whose cost and thats makes us being mean and selfish...means thinking about our happiness only....

Angel

Because I don't pretend I do.....

how can people pretend that they love when there many instance shows that they dont....
or may be its just i expects a lot or for me the definition of love is just toooo difficult
i never promises or thinks of soul and depth of love don't know why because for me understanding of love is less important than living the love ,feeling it ,enjoying it, good memories will always remain...and wounds also...so what i want that my love should be felt no matter it understood or not...i don't want any body to understand that i love i just want that it should be felt...
because i don't pretend i do.....

Angel

why the hell i m writing today..

why the hell i m writing today...what i have become a writer ? no way
its just that i want to take out my frustration there is no one in this world with whom i can share the pain i feel every day
wrote it and felt good i know its just temporary but fetching some moments of happiness is even not bad...no matter how temporary it is...
i never feels its our love story i think its my love story...i m in love with the one who is not in love with me ...fair enough realizing this daily may doesn't give me that sadness what i feel being happy with the fact that i love him very dearly..
its not mandatory that the one u love ,loves with same reasons and same intensity...its all about luck and its my bad luck that i failed every time..
its ok i don't think i m toooo bad one day there will be a person who will love me and for whom its me only which exists ...
who want to be with me more than i want to be with him..
no compulsion, no problems only a love for me ...
i think this is not too much i m demanding for
but what if i dint met any one like this...
i will stand again with a hope that may be next life.....

Angel

Different colors of life and love.

Life these days is struggle...today i just resembled my condition with a view that there are two birds in love with each other.
one in cage another one out of cage...the one out of cage is waiting the other one to come out...but the one in cage have decided  that this is his home he can not come out
he has all his reasons to be in that cage as per him he has all wounded wings he can not fly thats why he has to be in this cage the other one is assuring him that she wont let him fall if he once tries....but her love can give him comfort ,love ,peace,but can courage be given ...nooo it has to be within the feel to loose someone may give the courage to fight for the one..now the struggle for the other bird is would he fly,she can not because she loves him ..so the struggle continues daily....but how long everything has its limits..but i just hope that once she give ups the other one would not feel that she didn't loved him...because thats what she did all through her minutes and days...

Different colors of life and love. i dont believe in tomorrow and forever i never promises for any ...but yes today u are the only thing i miss and love...hope that once she leaves that, cage would turn as a home for him...because thats what he wants to be...just be safe and comforted...no matter where u are...because i know i can no longer hold it continued its getting too painful and unbearable daily....

Angel

what is the difference between your and my dreams...

what is the difference between your and my dreams...

I don't dream much because for me the world is far more beautiful in reality as comparison in dreams..u knw why because i can live in it...no matter how bad this world is but it has all i want a zeal to fight for what i see,a happiness to see my dream coming true,a courage to get up again even if a fail..
in totality i may see very less dreams but i have the courage to make them true,to work for it, to feel the happiness, to touch what i feel to let them grow more fonder..
u may see dreams and dreams and dreams and remain happy but fr a short while...but i think every one has there own way of fetching happiness
what matters is being happy...in our own way...neither my way is wrong nor your...its just about being happy though definition for it differs for everybody it differs for me too.

Angel

Christmas, my favorite time of the year.

Christmas, my favorite time of the year.