Colours of you and me..

I love you.. and I can’t change it. I can’t deny it and I won’t try to. I will live with it..

And I will paint.. paint you in colours of Autumn, in colours of winter, in the greens of summer and the blues of the sky..

I will paint you in colours of sunrise and colours of the sand by the sea.. I will paint you in the pink of the cherry blossoms and the black and whites of our beautiful memories..

And I will paint you in the red that my heart bleeds..

I will paint you in all colours of life.. and may be slowly I will melt in all those colours bit by bit until there’s nothing left but the colours of you and me..

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This must stop.

I feel each and everyone must read these books to understand how something is going extremely wrong very close to us.. and by being silent about it we are actually supporting some henious crimes.. this must stop now.. Things have gone so wrong, the wounds are so deep, the hatred so strong it’s almost impossible now to close the gap and make a bridge again.. but we still need to try..
It’s so hard to accept all these negativity spreading viciously and consuming everything around us.. and people sometimes make the biggest mistakes by being judgemental..
We need to stop judging people without even knowing them. We need to stop making our own mental picture of scenarios and start searching for the truth, we need to stop blaming others first and look at us to understand if we are wrong here.. People are loosing lives, mothers are loosing theirs child, wives are loosing husbands and I guess human beings are loosing humanity..
It’s a massacre and it’s high time it should stop.. And to do that the first and most important thing to do is to know the truth.. to listen to each other.. to not judge people..
All these pain and hatred and sufferings it’s too much to even listen to.. I can’t even imagine how people cope up with it.. and to feel all these pain and not being able to do anything about it is probably the most helpless feeling in the world.. it breaks my heart everyday..

This must stop..

Love..

She loves the way his hair looks slightly brownish in the afternoon sun, the way his face turns serious as he concentrates on the newspaper, the way sometimes his eyes silently admires her and the way he kisses without any warning.. she loves everything about him, the small details, the sudden breakout of smile, his getting scared of spiders, his stupid ‘i am the best’ attitudes, his small fingers, the smell of his hair, his orange t-shirt days, everything.. she loves him entirely with his good and bad, and right and wrong, his perfections and flaws.. and her heart was full, of the certainity of this most beautiful feeling in the world.. of love..

Komorebi..

She was walking in the woods… spring have touched the place she can feel.. the sun rays filtering through the trees.. ‘komorebi’ she remembered the word… And she realized why she always felt it’s a beautiful word.. because the word leads to one of the most beautiful feelings in the world..

‘Komorebi’… She thought again..

The come back..

And after seven years they meet again…

One sudden flash of the mobile screen showing a name that’s engraved on her being forever.. she can forget anything but that name.. she was shocked to the core, her heart throbbing and shouting like a drum in her ears.. she still can’t believe her eyes.. and randomly typed what came to her mind..

“Is this true? Is this really true?” Her whole being shaking with the same question..

Few days have passed since then and she now know it’s true.. Her friend have come back.. finally the wait is over… Isn’t she waiting for quite some time now, or is it quite long time…

Seven years…