a pact signed...

I was thinking that I should do something worthwhile, with my dead body.

After death , what is the use of having a monument or a tomb.Its useless.

I decided that I will donate my body to a hospital.

I may be of some use to the students who are learning medicine.

While I was researching this, I found that not many people want to donate their bodies for some larger good.

I have signed the necessary papers for this purpose, and I feel so free and relieved.

My best friend has the papers.....

Nobody has to worry about what to do when I die... no rituals.. nothing.. the hospital can experiment with me.....ha!

A million words would not bring u back...
i know cause ive tried...
and a million tears wouldnt either...
i know because ive cried
--Anonymous--

eyes are the windows of the soul.....

There are moments
I am reminded, bitterly and completely,
that I love you
i slap patches of other men to my skin, it's not the same
but it helps keep me at least twelve steps away
from my vicious addiction to you
and as with any bad habit,
the very passion between us
turned to poison and

you couldn't stop and Icouldn't stop you,
you couldn't stop even when I begged you to,
your unrelenting fervor tore me right in two
and now parts of me will always be
stained in the color of you

[anon]

Remember me and my LOVE!

I know My self....

Im thankful for everything....

Im thankful that I could love deeply and could remain committed

I am thankful to you....

You are perfect and I am perfect.....

WE WERE PERFECT.......WE ARE PERFECT AND WE WILL BE PERFECT ALWAYS......

Thoughts about dying and other things....

Feeling hopeless and useless....
cornered on all sides,
Im tempted to end it all...
Just write a suicide note and
jump under a running train...
will I know the physical pain?
Im sure it will be less than the mental pain right now....

my kids....forever...!

The last day... a memorable one for me.The excitement of the kids to be photographed was so heart-wrenching.....my heart was in turmoil.....BUT the kids made me smile.....

they knew I had to go....I was the adult who had gone there to help them but they taught me to be strong....To smile through the tears.....

The girls.... I loved them .....you can see only two of them here....both loved to dress up...most of the jewellery that they have worn,we bought from the local market...they had never visited the market... nobody had taken them....the excitement at being to the market....I wished I was a kid again.....

Mumbai....

Before I go to sleep today , Ive to write down my thoughts....
I love my country .. a country with so many diversities....
It has given me Everything....

Freedom, Education, Opportunities and Experiences...
whatever I am its because of this freedom of expression....

Im a Human Being hence I cry , I weep , I become afraid...I feel betrayed...I get hurt...I LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY....

but basically the morals and values instilled in me saves me...

I survive..I live...I forgive....I can go on....even if my Heart is broken....
My Spirit never breaks....

I ENDURE...

I learned so much about life...
Im sure I can do lots of good work...
My life can have meaning..

Im a proud woman....

I have the blue skies above me and the beautiful brown soil beneath me..

I CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY....AND TO TRUST NATURE AND TIME....

QUE SERA SERA...

AMOR VINCIT OMNIA....

CARPE DIEM..!

when?

When will I laugh ?

When will I be myself?

Why are all my dreams broken?

Why did you leave me?

What is wrong with me?

What did you want from me?

Will I be able to forget you?

Will I be complete again?

My baby! My heart!

I just needed some love,

My love is pure,

cant u see?

WHEN DID I HURT YOU??? DID I?

TELL ME....

TALK TO ME.....