The crave for human touch is like the crave for fresh air, A touch that is nothing less than a necessity for you to be alive, A touch that gives you hope for tomorrow in this dark night, A touch that makes you want to live the next sunrise, A touch that gives a meaning to your existence in this life.
Trust is like a mirror, when it breaks there are lot of shards, shattered but clearer as each piece shows you the truth you were running from. Never try to delay a painful truth as it will catch up on you, on your weakest moment and dealing with it unprepared is going to be the worst.
I will close my eyes and jump when you say, I will not ask questions and walk in anywhere you ask, I will not think twice and trust you when you ask, As I believe in you, I believe in your loyalty.
One day sooner or later you will understand that the whole world is within you. Nobody’s behavior or presence makes a difference until you give them the power to effect you. Everything depends on how you let people and things effect you and when you understand the seriousness of this you can put a line between the world’s mess and your happiness. Once you put a line you will always find yourself on the happier side.
Every person that has been kind to us has had a impact on our behavior. A smile, a compliment, words of inspiration, appreciation everything effects us in a positive way. We tend to ignore small acts of kindness that happen with us. It is important we give back the positivity and be grateful. Every person that comes and goes in our life leaves a impact.
The world doesn't understand my chaos, The intensity of the craziness I posses, Putting up boundaries, putting up fence, So little do they know I am a wild mess.
They say friends are the family we choose but I say friends are family our heart chooses. The bonds made by heart and are much stronger than any other ties. These are the bonds which are not affected by time and distance. A special friend is always going to be special, even if the busy life catches you and you meet or talk to them after years. One look at their face and the forgotten intensity is back within seconds.
Randomness of Everyday 