the great mango tree....

the mogra family...isnt it cute?

The japanese wife...

I went to town the other day....to buy books...
its raining and I thought that I should but some books to read,..
From the dozen books that I bought, I started with THE JAPANESE WIFE.
Right, from the first line I was so engrossed that I stopped only to finish it..
a tender story of people from different countries, bound by love...
a sweet love that lasts for 20 years and more .....
the river, is the confidant for the protogonist SNEHMOY...
The innocence, purity, the beauty of the writing, and the surreal thoughts...come out so strong. that I wish ... I wish....oh..!!!!
If wishes were horses, beggars would ride....( lol)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_c04HZrhTS0

BAVRA MANN...

NAIVE ,INNOCENT, PURE..

The NAIVE mind is on its way to dream an innocent dream....

The NAIVE mind has NAIVE thoughts,
It beats crazily and takes crazy breaths,
Why does sleep run away from the crazy twisting and turning of a soul in love??
The NAIVE eyes long to watch NAIVE sights through the NAIVE
windows...

The NAIVE mind is on its way to dream an innocent dream....

In this crazy world, I wish I had some NAIVE company
With this scheming crowd around, I wish your hands were in mine
Wish there was a INNOCENT melody and a PURE composition
My NAIVE feet desire to dance to the NAIVE tunes of PURE songs

The naive mind is on its way to dream an innocent dream....

wish the darkness was innocent and the silence pure...
oh the quivering lips, and the pure intoxication...
One bavra veil, slowly tells us of the break of dawn with a naive face

The naive mind is on its way to dream

types...

there are so many kinds of love...
there is one that we feel, when one is in obligation...
like .. we HAVE to love...
eg. i may not really like some traits in my friend, but i still love her because she is basically a good person....
i think this type of love can be extended to our family members.we may not like our parents or our siblings but we love them anyway, because they are our family.

but there is this one type of love that is beyond everything...

a love that helps you to be a better person.
a love that makes you what you really are
a love that helps you to realize your worth on this earth.
a love that transforms your life and saves you.
a love that gives you courage to take rational decisions.
a love that gives you strength to fight this world.
a love that is felt through the soul.

i guess, everyone can feel it in their lives.
one has to hold out for it.
wait for it,
struggle for it... in the process, meet so many impostors..(that is integral i suppose! )to know and recognize the real thing when it happens to you...

insecurities,

There are many ways in which insecurities manifest themselves.
one of them is fear..
mostly I'm not a fearful person...
im not afraid to be alone..
actually I love being with my self.
I know, I can live without human contact,
without speaking or any entertainment for days together
I can just BE.
And I know that it is a big thing.
but still the fear of being accepted doesn't go away.
some deep rooted insecuritites may be the reason.
being abandoned at an early age, maybe one of the reasons.
and being called ugly repeatedly....maybe another reason.
its true that what you have been called as a youngster stays with you.
you begin to feel that if more than 5 people call u a certain name, then u must be that..how can so many people be wrong???
but even though i know many things theoretically, I'm fearful that many things in theory look very good but in reality poses many problems.
I guess , I'm not good with people. I don`t seem to have any lasting relationships..
every time I feel I'm getting close to someone I run away.
its the fear of being hurt...i realize...but I cant help it...
I request all the people whom I know in actual life and virtual life to forgive me.....Its my way of protecting myself. I don`t know any other way.

becoming you....

you r not here,
but your presence like a sweet fragrance,
spreads around me,...
i close my eyes and u appear...
i touch you with my heart,,,,
i whisper your name,
i sleep with yr thoughts...
i wake up with yr dreams...
and wait for the ringing of the phone...
im thinking of u ..
all the while
whn im cooking, eating ,playing or reading....
i cease to be me....
as i become u ....
slowly,
i lose my identity...
as i longer exist alone..
but in you
as you
for u!