The Deranged Thoughts Of A Girl

With a broken heart and a thoughtless mind, I share this incident.   On a rainy day, sitting idly,just thinking about nothing particularly, I decided to call my grandma. Well, she is really something, a one of a kind. A person never gets tired of her talking. Exactly the reason why I decided to call her. And I can't stop being guilty about that. I dialled her number and it ringed a few times. When she picked up,I spoke happily. She was confused as to who she was speaking and when I told my name, the surprise in her voice made my heart sink. And then the second pang of guilty hit me. Me calling her came across as a surprise? I knew the reason but I was too sad to accept it - the changing shades of humanity. We talked till our mouths were dry. I missed everything about her. Her laugh,her shabby long hair,her giggles when I tell her my school stories,her school-girl expressions when I talk about boys. She was my mother. Well,she played the role of a mother to me and that too be

Yes, today I am going to talk to you like an old person (only smarter and prettier :P ). By meaning old person ,I am not going to shower you with advices or keep talking to you even though you start to ignore me (They need to know the truth but seriously no offence grandpas and grannies) but just going to say...    I can't actually explain to you how much I regret a day not spend happily. It doesn't mean that I don't cry over every day I was not happy but I simply regret because I couldn't be. The reason why I am writing this,really pathetic and lonely post is because I was really sad, no, lonely when I couldn't meet most of my friends on our last day. Okay,you probably might think that I am not going to see any of my friends for my entire life. No,I just meant that I regret not meeting them on 'that' day.   I hate when people say 'Don't have regrets' but I am sorry because I don't believe in that. I have regrets and I accept them, maybe