What it is to be…

…loved by not one, but two? She would always guide me… She would go the distance that an ordinary leader would never even think of going for a member of the team… (Of course, she is extraordinary…) Knowing that she trusts you and counts on you, gives you the strength; adds more faith to you… A warm hug of caring, would make you feel that you are not too heavy to be caught if you were to fall…

Not many would be lucky to be truly loved by a mother, and it would only be handful who are loved by two mothers. Madam, you are the second mother of mine!

Dark Knight!

I believe not many can stand the fact of portraying themselves as daemons, most of us try to hide the very daemons in ourselves. It’s almost impossible to find someone who would not think twice to make himself one. But I happened to be privileged enough to know one. Not a person who would become a daemon for the personal gain, but for the mere fact that he is a great teacher who would go the distance of doing what he is doing so that he could make his students better than himself. (Not to mention that would make the students better than the best…)

Understanding comes with maturity (this comment may fire back on me… but have to express my true feelings!), and that’s why many of the students see the dark side of the knight than his intentions. But I know, if they are the type to be true to themselves, pretty soon they will realise what a great person he is!

I wish I could be a student of his!

An Angel

When I close my eyes and think about kindness, simplicity, innocence, maturity, endurance, caring, empathy, forgiveness, understanding, protectiveness and almost all the other good things in the world, it’s her; who fills my mind. It’s her pretty, yet innocent face that smiles back at me.

Once something is started, not having a rest until it’s done; bearing everything inside of myself, and putting out a reassuring smile; trying to see what is wrong in me, rather than the other person; in rare occasions that I put out, pouring out like the November rain; perhaps, counting on my own to understand me without much explanations; are just a few of many that I have got from her.

I am not going to, or even trying to express my love or appreciation towards the wonderful lady. Yet, wanted to scribble my thoughts down so that I could state that:
When I close my eyes and think about kindness, understanding, caring, simplicity, innocence, endurance, protectiveness, forgiveness, maturity, empathy and almost all the other good things in the world, it’s her; who fills my mind. It’s her pretty, yet innocent face that smiles back at me.

Once something is started, not having a rest until it’s done; bearing everything inside of myself, and putting out a reassuring smile; trying to see what was wrong in me, rather than the other person; in rare occasions I put out, pouring out like the November rain; perhaps, counting on my own to understand me without much explanations; are just a few of many that I have got from her.

I am not going to or even trying to express my love or appreciation towards the wonderful lady. Yet, wanted to scribble my thoughts down so that I could state that:
“An Angel has one name but a mother as motherly as you, have many including that of an angel!"

I am the luckiest to have you in my life. I love you ma!

Knowing...

I know,
You know,
That, I know!
That, you know!
Cause together,
We both know
that...
None lives
A full life
Without...
The other!

I love you!

Nuts…

not me, but the one who I share my life with… She is Nuts! (Of course, that’s her pet name… I can’t recall an instance where I have called her by her name ever since we became friends… and that was since a long time…)

Through out the time she has shown me what love is and how to love… I always thought that “giving everything you have, without expecting anything in return” is love… Nuts, my own Nuts, has shown me that, it in fact; is the case on numerous occasions… How much she has sacrificed for me, and that being done with no expectations from her side at all, is simply amazing… Am I not the luckiest to have found the love so genuine…?

She would ask for a birthday present from her parents when she was schooling, not cause she wanted that or she loved that… but merely cause she knew that I liked it and loved it… And even without opening her present she would give that to me as a present… As usual I found myself speechless… Not once, not twice but many a times that my brain fails to remember…

She would trust me beyond all the extremes… She would confide in me letting me know her very own soul that she knows about it herself… I’m no Guru of love but I am positive that I have found my love…!

As long as I live, I will try better than my best to be all you want me to be!

I love you and you mean the whole world to me…