Happy Birthday.

Happy Birthday Mona

Prayers and wishes on your way. Have a blast and have many more, filled with joy, success and fun.

Mehndi again.

This time I did try my skills with Mehndi on Mom's hand. Laughing is strictly prohibited.

Quote of the day.

“There are three things I have always loved, and never understood – painting, music, women.”

Fontenelle.

Who killed me?

Fate? World? Chances? Circumstances? People? Luck?...

…Or was it only me.

There is a big difference, big difference between you and me. Yes You; and Me.  No matter how beautiful I seem to be, it is just the mere shell, which might burst any time, like a bubble, just like that.

I am scared, I am scared when it does, the smile on your lips will vanish in a flash. Like it does from a child’s face when a balloon unexpectedly bursts; and the perplex, what on earth happened? I am not pretty inside that shell, I will be ashamed; embarrassed. The dirt on my skin and the wounds on my soul; smell, that is unbearable. Torn apart, thrown stuff, ugly wrinkles and stains – that would be me.

And I am scared, I am scared for myself. I am too weak to hold down what I have and I know one strong jolt of the wind and everything is gone. I am scared. I am…

There are times when dreams and desires are meaningless, and the only thing that matters is – survival. I will live; I hope. But everything else is vague.