Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Can you hear me? No you don't.


Be happy.

Look forward for every new day
every new day brings new life,
which begins with possibilities.

Even if

you are having a real hard time for the day

Just always remember that
there are people who are facing the same problems
or having much worse condition than you do,
it does not matter whether you are rich or poor,
young or old.

So smile baby,

smile cures everything.


Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Sweet, beautiful yet powerful thing.

There is the melody
I can't play for you,
There is the song
I can't sing for you.

I want to be with you,
Touch, feel your heart.

Between us
There is the line
I can't cross.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011


Its been awhile, a real long time I should say.
Hello there.
I've a sudden urge to re- activate this blog for some reasons;
  • A new place for me to relieve my emotions, instead of having them stuck in my head.
  • As a hobby; to improve my typing & writing skills. Lol.
. . . . . Its also plainly for fun.

Well its a brand new year and I've got alot alot of plans and resolutions for the year. :)


Anyway lately I've come across something really interesting.
I often ask myself, how does one change his/ her personality so fast?
In short, why do some people have two faces-
( two different personalities- acting completely diff when they face diff things/ people)

Personally I find it scary,
well I mean its okay sometimes for us to hide our emotions like angry or sad etc,
but not to the extent that you will need to change your true self
( like your opinion about one specific thing when you're facing two diff ppl.)

I see no point doing it, it freaks me out.

I'll stop here.


And i just realized that the blog was left untouched for the whole year 2010.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Ps i love you.

Red roses were her favorites. Her name was also Rose.
Every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, “Be my Valentine,” like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
“I love you even more this year, than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow, with every passing year.”
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

She cut the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, placed the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband’s favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and looking at the roses there.

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before.
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?

“I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,”
The owner said, “I knew you would call, and you would want to know.
“The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance.”

“There is a standing order, which I have on file down here,
and he has paid, well in advance, you will get the roses every year.
There also is another thing, which I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card…he did this many years ago.

Then, should ever, I find out that he is no longer here,
That is the card…that should be sent, to you the following year.”
She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears was now flowing hard.
Her fingers were shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote…
“Hello my love, I know it is been a year since I have been gone,
I hope it has not been too hard for you to overcome.

I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words could say, you were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it is only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.

When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
that we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
However, my love, you must go on, you have some living still.

Please… try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
when your door is not answered, when the florist stops to knock.

He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
to take the roses to the place, where I have instructed him,
and place the roses where we are, together once again.”