Why did God make Mowgli? :)

…To reassure me that there’s at least one soul who loves me truly, completely and wholly. Not for who I am, what I do or how I look – No, he loves me for being me. :)

…To say ‘I love you’ when I’m dying to hear it. (Woo wooo woooo = I love you)

…To lick my tears away when I’m hurting.

…To snuggle up and sleep with me when I feel alone.

…To play with me when I’m bored.

…To listen to my heart tales because everybody else is more than fed up.

…To assure me that he’ll never give up on me, and that he’ll kiss me, hug me, and love me even if noone else does.

…To prove to me that distance can never come in the way of love – Sitting thousands of miles away on the chair in front of the computer webcam, he still makes me feel just as loved.

…To teach me a lesson of selflessness – I’ve never played with him all the times he’s wanted to; I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve taken him for a walk; I’ve left him alone at home when I could’ve taken him along, BUT still, he’s cheered me up EVERY time I’ve cried, he’s given me uncountable kisses without me even asking, and he’s always waited at the front door when I’ve returned home.
He gives love without expecting it back; he gives love because he wants to give it.

…To make me realise that there’s greater joy in giving love than receiving.

…To show me how to be happy with the little things of life – All he needs is his bone, his pillow, our bed, our blanket and us :) Oh and yea, a cat for his amusement, and maybe a drive to gran’s house to feel the breeze blowing in his face.

…To give us 8 little Mowglis. I haven’t even been able to touch them, and this is one time I regret being so far away from home, but I know they’re blessed to have the best set of parents – my Mownee-Mo & Betty girl.

When God made Mowgli, he definitely had me in my mind. God knew I’ll feel alone away from home; God knew I’ll be hurting for whatever reason; God knew that sometimes the tears would just not stop, so He made Mowgli – my own black-n-white spotted handsome distant healer. :)

Of course, Mowgli is made for hundred other reasons (The family is big you see, and each one NEEDS him). He has the topmost place in the family, and there’s not one of us who’ll dispute the claim.

Bottomline: My Mowgli is the King of the house, and the King of My heart. :)

Fairytales

I was once a little girl with fairytale dreams. Like all little girls, I believed there was a Prince Charming for me. Like all little girls, I believed I’d be someone’s princess, someday. Like all little girls, I believed in ‘Happily Ever After…’

But then I grew up.

Days melted into years, and I wondered if I’d ever find my fairytale. If I’d ever find my Prince Charming. If I’d ever be His princess.

Suitors came and went. In each of them, I’d try to find my story. I’d try to search their eyes for a ‘Happily Ever After’.

There came a time, three years back, when my dreams broke, my heart hurt and I stopped believing …almost.

That’s when my Prince walked into my life.

Birds sang, flowers bloomed… I knew I’d found the right page, the right fairytale.

Like every fairytale, mine experienced the good and the bad, the twists and the turns, the kind and the wicked.

I felt a feeling I’d never remotely come close to feeling before – a feeling of Love. True Love. Real Love. Forever Love.

All love songs seemed to be sung for us, all love quotes seemed to be penned for us. He was my world, and my world was Him.

But then something snapped.

The page tore, the story ended…

The flowers wilted, the birds stopped singing, the sun stopped shining, the rainbow disappeared.

My eyes cried, my heart broke.

I try, everyday, to pick up the pieces of my heart and put them back together.

I try everyday to not look back.

I try everyday to not feel love.

I try everyday to believe that this wasn’t my fairytale.

But, the pain doesn’t go…

Truth is, there are no fairytales. They only exist in dreams.
And if they do exist in this world, then not all of them have happy endings…

The little girl inside has grown up with me. And now, she no longer dreams; she no longer hopes; she no longer believes.


{Listen:}
[Girl in the Mirror]

Holding On..

For him, who I'll love forever


I cry every night,
Thinking of our love and fights,
I cry in the shower,
Wondering how I’ll get through the hours…
I try thinking other things,
But everything other than you stings,
I feel helpless, I feel alone,
Without you, nothing seems like home,
You’ve moved ahead,
But I still remember all the lovely things you said…

When I look at the stars, the moon, the sky,
I send love to you, and promise never to say goodbye,
But when I think of you telling me to move on,
My heart misses a beat; it feels hurt, scared and torn,
I pray all the time,
For God to extend the seconds that I can call you mine,
For you to come back to me,
Hold me and whisper that this is how we’ll be,
Forever together, you and me…

Always yours.