Best Friend.

The thundering clouds bring up fright
Making you scared in the absence of light
Pushed up away into a corner
That weren't you in the former

She began to wish, I began to pray
To have you surrender your dismay.
Crawling forward with tiny steps
Attempting to reduce the widening gaps

Your eyes travelled upto ours
And we were willing to wait for hours
Until you moved and revealed the scars
Tears began to make escapades down the cheeks
World started appearing so bleak.

We didn't have that source of light
Your smile could only make our worlds bright
Sobs wrenching from within the soul
As our hearts developed cracks so shoal

Moving ahead little by little
We felt as cold as metal
But finally our arms, hers and mine
Wishing this would make you fine
Came     upto your sides...
Assuring this was all bonafide
She promised, I pledged
We were, only by love for you, fed
We will protect you from every single blow
Your life will always happily flow

We ascertained that there would always be light
And we would stand with all our might
Each on a side
For every single ride
Into a storm or into the snow
We promise to help you row
That boat of happiness
Into the sea of glory
Promise, Best Friend,  you wouldn't ever again have to worry.

♡

Can't I walk wherever you do?

Can't I walk wherever you do?
No matter where you are walking upto
All that matters is you'll be by my side
And knowing you are MINE will bring me pride.
Can't I walk wherever you do?
Because I do...I do
I really love you.

All the way that we tread
Of the journey that you have always led.
We will remember the ups and downs.
All those moments of cries and frowns.
Can't I walk wherever you do?
Because I do..I do
I really love you.

Reaching nowhere wouldn't anymore matter
My heart would never again tatter
Of the absence of you in my world
Together in a magic land we'll get hurled.
Can't I walk wherever you do?
Because I do..I do
I really love you.

The magic that our litlle wonderland will create
Misery and sadness wouldn't anymore be the fate.
You Mr. Husband, my love and my life
You're my Prince and I am your wife....
Can't I walk wherever you do?
Because I do..I do
I really love you.

MY DREAM WILL COME TRUE..... she is still hoping

Has anyone ever taken time to observe what a little girl who goes to play out on bright Sunday mornings does with her dolls in her balcony. I did. it reminded me of my times when i used to be the same. As i flow a little back into the past, i can match the look in the little 5 year old "me" to the girl that is just in front of me. The look which tells you, she is dreaming of marrying her prince some day, who would take her away from her mom who scolds for playing too much and not studying; who would keep her as exclusively his Princess; she doesnt dream him to be rich and influential, she just dreams he would love her like no one ever would. every little girl dreams not of superheros, castles, jewels.... but of someone who would just love her! 

My eyes tear up as i think her dream might just be shattered. Nevertheless does she know, she might just not be even given a choice to chose who she wants to be with. I reel back to a time i saw how a marriage is arranged, me being an 8 year old, not knowing an innocent soul is being given away to a miserable loveless life. 

As everyone sit down, the prospective groom and the prospective bride surrounded by the family of each of the two, i frown at how are they really going to decide if they can spend the rest of their lives together. Excited i keep watching the family of the prospective bride serving the groom's family with honor and respect. The bride and groom all the time keep their heads down occasionally glancing at each other. the bride is asked to leave the room and is followed by the family into her room and asked for her consent, i speak up " aapne toh kuch baat hi nai ki?" . I hear the bride try to speak, but the family intervenes..influencing her saying "ladka toh bahut accha hai" . The girl hides a tear and the tear is mistaken for her approval. AND THE WEDDING BELLS RING. 

As the girl that was then married comes home and i listen to her stories, her sorrow, i can help nothing. she describes how she washed all the clothes a day after she delivered her first baby. how she had to fight everyone in the house because she wanted to set up a new, better technology RO system, all when her husband is doing so well in business. A PRINCESS. She dreamed. Here probably the CINDERELLA story is rather reversed. I an 18 year old, now demand the family, WAS IT HER CHOICE? DAMN, SHE WASN'T EVEN GIVEN A SAY. 

I had talked to my mother, when 15, when i got to know the girl was suffering, questioning why the hell was she married in such a house where she wouldn't even be loved, MY MOTHER REPLIED " she needs to adjust, at least her husband does love her? " . 

Now 18, i listen to more of her stories where she describes how the husband leaves her and their...sorry her children an goes away abroad for a leisure trip with his friends, where she didnt even get a within the country trip since she had been married. PRINCESS....she dreams her daughter would be... watches the little girl from afar playing with her dolls in the balcony!

Someone who loves you, doesnt matter if he is rich or poor can make u feel like a PRINCESS only if he loves you. the money wouldnt change it .... find LOVE not MONEY. ....THATS WHAT I SAID TO MY MOTHER A WEEK AGO AND I AM STILL HEARING TAUNTS COME BACK AT ME FROM THE ENTIRE FAMILY. CAN SOMEONE WHO IS AFRAID TO LOVE....BE A PRINCESS? 

I DREAM ON.. a prince will still come to save me from the ruining cultures and will LOVE ME....

I still dream ♡

I still dream of a day..
I wud see you on your knees
all thoughts will be at bay
Admiring you will be an ease

I still dream of a night
when u wud be mine
there wud be no more fright
as the stars above would shine

I still dream of a soul
when you and me would be one!
and I would finally feel whole
and up the skies I wud run!

I still dream of a home!
Where we would live alone
We would play with foam
And watch the plants in the garden till they are fully grown

I still dream of a life
Where only love wud abide
I wud be ur wife
And we will survive every tide! ♥