Snippets !

~ She was an every girl who dressed up each morning hoping that he will come along someday and find her eventually.

He was walking on a road unsure of any reason and sure of a reason,searching for happiness in wrong places.

~ She was a gleam of morning sunlight that makes its way through the creases of the curtain and fills the room with its soft yellow hue.

He was an audacious wind that blows off anything that comes in its way but confides in the branches of the old banyan tree across the street.

~ She was the mellow country music that gets stuck in your head and clings onto your thoughts for the entire day.

He was the lead vocalist in the heavy metal band that performs in the city café every thursday.

~ She was a cup of tea that starts your day and fills your brain with its pleasant aroma.
He was a shot of tequila, strong; one that gives you high and lands you in a world of tranquility.

~ She was an admirer of words, of paragraphs jeweled in royal blue ink on the glazed yellow pages of her diary.

He kept dainty bits of his dreams preserved, hidden from the world, in a hard bound journal.

~ She was the warmth he sought solace in.

He was the book she was longing to read.

~ She was the song he created by plucking the right strings of her heart in his parallel world.

He was the landscape she painted on a cool summer morning, sipping her favorite flavored milk.

~ She asked "What have I done good enough, that I found you?"

He kissed her on her forehead and answered "You kept looking."

Take your time !

The only better healer than time is more time !!
There are times we feel bad about the things that had happened and our mind is filled up by somber shades and sunlit patches of memories and remains of what once appeared to be a perfect semblance of  everything true and right . To some extent we are successful in pushing away the past but the fact remains that anyone who has ever touched our life has left their fingerprints on the sands which will need the tides of time to wash them off. For every time when we felt that the everything just fell apart we kept a record but why did we not notice the tiny little reasons of happiness scattered all around us in the smiling flower or the color of sunset. The problem arises when we do not realize that we are more blessed than suffered and this is why we fail to find the most sought after "peace of mind".

There is no defined period you may need to shun the past and move on. It will take time or maybe the entire life time but it starts right when you really decide to pluck away the hanging dewdrops to memoirs. We try to desiccate the part of  our mind which still remembers the conversations and that togetherness  and eventually it happens. That was a false place where you did not belong, you thought the world is all good but Wake up Alice, it was just a wonderland !