The Orange Sky...

Dear Tia,

I'd like to dedicate the following lines to you. This is the first time I gathered a few lines which I can refer to as a poem...Tia....The Orange sky…

Sitting on the edge of the cliff I watched,
As the sun bade goodbye to the day,
Drowning in the horizon it smiled,
At the dusk drenched in it’s every single ray.

I sat there under the shadow of the orange sky...

The evening reminded me of the bygone day,
Would there be a better way to bid adieu
Than gifting a sky that is orange and gay?
And telling that soon I would be seeing you.

I thought…as I sat there under the shadow of the orange sky...

With sweet dismay the wind swayed my hair,
Assured me she’ll be back the next day,
To shower back all the love and care,
I wanted to say good bye but hey!

I still sat there under the shadow of the orange sky!

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hope you liked it...
take care!

19...

Those were days when flavors of emotions floated around and never settled. Those were days when ‘yes’ was a ‘no’ and ‘no’ was a ‘yes’ yet every time they meant – ‘I don’t know!’ Unreasoned hatred, inexplicable jubilance and senseless soliloquizing - everything summed up to one plain, normal day. Days that I cherished, days that I am living, days I’d like to relive over and over again!

Dear Tia,

Teenage was the most luminous of years I’ve had!

I don’t say 19 is the bad guy (or should I say ‘gal?’) of all the numbers out there. I just don’t want to end my teenage, that’s it! What can I ever do? I’m 19 and it’s very unfortunate that you don’t have a ‘twenteen’!

But I also think 19 is that special number which celebrates my teen years that’s simply because…I don’t know why. I just think it is so, just my perception about the 19th year. (I know this is senseless but I usually am like this!)

I guess, the minutes to midnight of the 10th of May this time would be pretty tough to spend!

Take care!

YOC saturdays...

Dear Tia,

Saturday, last week, was a different day altogether. You know why? That’s because it was actually the first time that I acted upon a decision I had taken earlier. This might seem to be a very small thing when…uh…you just read the line off, vaguely. But the encounter was something else, really. You should only be me to know how celebrated it!

My first date with YOC’s turned out to be a blind date. There was a power cut 5 minutes after the session began. Later, it came up to a candle-light rendezvous and lights on, finally! We even had a background score to cheer things up!

YOC’s was fun, I mean, how often does one gets to hear the review of ‘review of a book?’ or how often is it that we are asked to speak and a bunch of strangers lend their ears, sincerely until you are done with your talk?

There are two sessions called minor and a major (interrupted by a brief break…the best part! Lols!!) The former is a 7 to 8 min long book review, where in, your talk is evaluated afterward. Major is the part where everyone gets to speak even the non-members. Ask me and I’ll rate it as the most anticipated part!

In the majors, a topic, ‘define terror,’ was thrown at us. Though I thought I messed up my talk beyond repairs, I was told I could grow up with YOC’s to be a real good orator!
I couldn’t help smiling.

It’s fun on Saturday evenings!

Take care!

the new you!

Dear blog,

Firstly, sorry I did not address you all these days. I don’t know why I didn’t. I suppose, I did not realize I was telling you everything that I was thinking, doing, thinking of doing and all the other “-ing’s”. So, why am I addressing you now? Again, I don’t know - sorry again!

So, I am thinking of giving you a name today. I think I’ll call you...............Tia. (Tatada-taada-tatada-taada-tatada-taaa!!!) If you do not like it, just do not accept this write-up!

Now that I do know you do not hate it! (Muhuhahahha!) Let me tell you why I named you Tia. I was thinking of naming you Tian but later I thought you could be my virtual girlfriend by being Tia. Girlfriend, because I would like to share my mind with you and virtual, because let’s say…that’s because…uh… because I can’t…uh…erm…well… hold you. (Phew!)

Let me also give you your birthday date on this first rendezvous of ours. It’s not today or this year because I’d never want my girlfriend to be 19 years younger than me! So, Tia, your birthday would be on 11th of May and the year is 1989. I relate myself to everyone (or everything) born on that day and in that year.

Tia, I have something to tell you…I’d not want you to be too girly cos I really don’t like it. When I am penning down my mind into yours, I’d want you to be very much like me and I will, in return, promise you that I would never be very possessive or one of those bug-your-girlfriend types! That will do for the pledge-session I guess!
So, alright then! Let’s kick in and kick in hard babe!