Friday, December 30, 2011


Death and I, we have a history together.

There are days when my Grandfather's memories stir. He was a pillar of strength, silent fortitude... of truth and righteousness even when he faced the worst humanity had to offer. And I struggled to disappoint him at every turn of my life. Just out of spite for people whose expectations were always growing with everything I achieved.
Instead of a mother and a father, I had him, the best of both. And I did not realize his importance until he was taken. Its ironical; now that he is gone, I am wracked with guilt everytime I remember why I failed him. Hatred for people is never greater than the love for one person; if only I had realized this in time.

There are days when I remember that I was only 45 minutes away from where he lay dying. Without me. And I could not get there in time. Took me years to realize, that day I did not fail him. I failed myself. And I would live with that guilt for the rest of my life.

We will meet soon Papa. I hope it would not be meaningless to apologize then.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

As our lips touched, as the warmth of her breath drove away the cold, i realized the words were finally here.
But the moment rendered those words redundant. As we looked in eachother's eyes..... she smiled and said, "i know" :)

When you are in love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams. ~ Dr. Seuss

Friday, December 23, 2011


"We should not deal with life, death and judgement. Many who live, deserve death. Many who died, deserved life. Can we give life back ? Not even the wisest of us can foresee what fate has in store for us.
What we can, and should, deal in, is pity."

Few months ago, I would have slapped anyone who said this to me.