Some people...

What is life? Different people may answer this question in different ways depending on their beliefs. Some would say that life is a journey of religion, while others would call it a void in time. But i believe life is all about experiences. You mature in time with all the lessons learned as you excel at some points and make mistakes at others. And experiences always involve people. But not all people affect you in the same way, some may help you through to the right path, while others may leave a negative mark on you. So I categorized the types of people you come across;



Some people are there for life. You cant ever forget them no matter where in the world you are or however busy your life maybe. You may have met them very early in life, as a child, or later sometime. The fact that you may remember them maybe because you have a spent a good part of life living with them, or being close to them. Like childhood friends, parents and relatives. They usually dont ever influence you in a prominant kind of way. But you can always turn to them in times of need.


Some people walk in your life for a short period, and leave just as suddenly as they appeared. But they have a more lasting effect on you. They leave vivid memories, and strong influences. It maybe only a sentence they may have said nonchantly, or an advice given wisely. But it seems to pop up at the right times. They can be anyone. A person sitting next to you on a long flight, or a long-lost friend at lunch. It could be a random person you met in an online chat room, or a person on the road. What they say or do, may completely alter your way of thinking, and what you believe in. And you wish you would have known that person longer.


Some people dont even know you exist, and you still learn something from them. They can be part of a true story told by a friend, or a person you see at a carnival. Actions are better than words. And their actions may have affected you in a good or bad way.


Some people are also known as role models. Humans you look upto. Every person needs someone they have to have as a manual. When you're at a point in life where its impossible to step further, the person you look upto always helps you through. Even if its just a thought of that person in the situtaion, or the urge to be like him/her.


They say a soul becomes wiser with time. Its the eyes that interprets everything as right or wrong. And your heart senses if what you found is what you need. People are just means of finding your own self. So never regret meeting someone. or dwell over the question 'why me?'. Because you never know how far they may take you.

Princess Diaries : 6 - Long lost memories

Dear diary,

So this trip is almost at its end. Why do all good things end in a blink of an eye while the bad drags on forever? Dont you sometimes wish you could just stop time right there and then, so as not to face what you have to eventually? Even better, dont you wish the time machine was invented already? Just turn the pointer to 3 weeks ahead and Voila! you're back to where you started. Where are all white-haired Newton wannabes when you need them most? Uff.

I sit and reminisence the past few most wonderful weeks of my life. Between all the trips to dubai and elsewhere, laughing like maniacs on the stupidest jokes when high and shopping madly at the sales like wild shopoholics, the part to most cherish was meeting up with old friends, who once used to be a significant part of your life sometime earlier. People you've lost touch with for years. Although it was a nice experience in its own, a startling realization struck me. Some had changed while others were the exact same. How is that possible? Doesnt life and its experiences always alter your personalities into either good or bad? But then how'd i miss out on such important parts of those people that were the closest to me? So close, and yet so far. Those thoughts that i can relate to so clearly. Its like i had been living blindly all this time, looking for something elsewhere when all the time it was staring me in the face. How, dear diary, could i be so dense? I never believed in judging the book by its cover. And that is exactly what i did all that time ago. But i guess im being given a second chance, and this time i wont let go.

And that is exactly what you need in life, dear diary. A heart that beats in the same rhythm as yours, a brain that works at the same frequency as yours. A face to fantasize about, to relive the moments with a different set of beliefs now. Sometimes, the heartless carefree perverts of the world may turn out to be your bestest friends.*smile*

Heart on Lyrics - Tujhe Bhula Diya (Anjaana Anjaani)

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Tu sukke sukke sapne vi pijj gaye

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Rove palkan de Kone vich neend meri

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Hanju digde ne chot lage dil te

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Rut birha de badlan di chhaa gayi

Kaali kaali khaali raaton se

Hone lagi hai dosti

khoya khoya in raahon mein

Ab mera kuch bhi nahi

Har pal her lamha, main kaise sehta hoon

Har pal her lamha main khud se yeh kehta rehta hoon

Tujhe bhula diya, oh,

Tujhe bhula diya, oh

Tujhe bhula diya, oh

Phir kyun teri yaadon ne

Mujhe rula diya.. ohMujhe rula diya .

Teri yaadon mein likhte jo lafz dete hai sunaai

beete lamhe poochhte hain kyun hue aise juda..khuda,

Khuda mila jo yeh faisla hain

Khuda tera hi yeh faisla hain

Khuda hona tha woh ho gaya

Jo tune thha likha

Tujhe bhula diya, oh,

Tujhe bhula diya, oh

Tujhe bhula diya, oh

Phir kyun teri yaadon ne

Mujhe rula diya..

Mujhe rula diya .

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Tu sukke sukke sapne vi pijj gaye

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Rut birha de badlan di chhaa gay

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Tu sukke sukke sapne vi pijj gaye

Naina Laggeyan Baarsihan

Rut birha de badlan di chhaa gay

Do pal tujh se juda thha,

Aise phir rasta muda thha,

Tujh se main khone laga,

Juda jaise hone laga,

Mujh se kuch mera

Tu hi mera liye abb kr dua,

Tu hi is dard se kar de juda,

Tera hoke tera jo main na raha,

Main yeh khud se kehta hoon,

Tujhe bhula diya, oh,

Tujhe bhula diya, oh

Tujhe bhula diya, oh

Phir kyun teri yaadon ne

Mujhe rula diya.

It's too late...

As the silence of the night engulfs me in yet another blanket of lonliness,

i sit quitely looking far away to the lands beyond.

How that dreaded feeling sinks in deeper and deeper,

till long forgotten memories are lit up once again.

Memories of happiness, of hope and true love,

Of what was once believed to be forever.

Oh! why cant time turn itself back,

to change those haste decisions that were thrown with emotions.

To feel the innocence of youth and to yearn for you again.

To live those precious moments once again.

But pity how i still desire you,

even with these uncountable minutes that held us apart.

The vast distances and unbreakable barriers,

the pages of time that has turned with life.

Maybe we are so far apart, thats its impossible to ever turn back.

Maybe the memories have faded into the midnight mist.

Maybe...its just too late.