The Deranged Thoughts Of A Girl

I don't know if I have mentioned it before but anyways bear with me as I narrate it once more. My mother's and father's birthday are just a few days apart and usually we, I mean me and my siblings, do a lot of things like making cards, 'planning' to order cake, 'planning' to surprise them which usually and as long as I can remember ended in disasters. Once I had an idea to wake my dad at 12am to wish him happy birthday. So we all eagerly waited for the clock to strike twelve and it took ages. And because we had such amazing patience, we decided to go in at 11:50pm assuming that we would need a lot of time to wake him up (also we were so impatient to execute the plan). Anyways we sneaked into the room and started waking up my dad. He was so fast asleep that even though our mom started shouting with irritation, he didn't even flinch at all. At last we got him to wake up which resulted in angry protests(he was still a bit asleep), and also a 5 minute and

As my heart shrunk, the pain widened,the eyes turned evil and my mind was haunted. There is nothing in the world I despise more than sadness. It just irritates me. Like having a worm climbing into my body ( okay,now that is disturbing). It just makes me angry that sadness exists in the world when there are so many things to be happy about. I mean just look at the sky. Don't tell me it doesn't cheer you up. I am not saying that I am always happy and have never been sad but I make an immense effort to stay alive. Yes, you heard me right. I know I haven't got the meaning right. Alive means being able to experience all emotions right? But something about it puts me off. I don't know if its me or it just happens for everyone;when I know that someone in the same space as me is sad, I feel like I don't know, just sad. So it is true that sadness is contagious. No wonder people try to put up a big wide smile even if their heart is breaking and getting crushed to the sma

You can see her in your drying tears, The ones you never wiped away, Because you knew it was to be the mark, The mark of that beautiful moment. You can see her in your mirror as she stares at your soul, That tells you to fight for what you really desire, You know who she is but you refuse to accept, Because the chains of your broken wings has left bruises. But I hope you realise that the glimpse, The glimpse of your soul, The glimpse of your heart, And the glimpse of your magic, It has a magnificent story to tell, A story that illuminates the very presence of your being.

Maybe I've been writing a lot about love these days. Maybe I behave in a way that 'people in love' does. Maybe love is very underrated. I am very concerned about this fact. so, here is my epitome on it. Or maybe I am just ranting about why I see love from a whole different angle and it might sound weird to you guys but its a pretty elevated feeling. "I don't wanna marry", these four words can cause chaos in the most peaceful situations. Trust me, if you feel like your parents or just people doesn't give much attention to you, I promise you that these four magic words stringed together can give you the ultimate fame. You become the source of all silly debates,attention forms a heavy cloud over your head promising to shower you with it all day. I mean its nothing but its everything. I hope you are getting the gist of it. Because I relate to everything with my experiences, I might be able to tell you all about my life with this tiny topic (so shallow,huh?