A Word of Love that becomes a epic

It Was a beautiful day indeed. When i met a person online.. the person seemed rude at first then..
then later on i know  that this person would step into my life with beautiful colours.... colours of life...Because of one person!!
i am enjoying it to Extreme..........
April 17!!
Even not knowing the time zone into which i was talking with.. We at different sides of Globe almost..
Only connected through the means of  simple Internet.
Wow Wonderful.... That day changed my life!!
a Strange feeling inside
i was getting shouting from mom to stop chatting and come to eat.. but i hold on to the chat amazingly.
That night i was not in sleep properly.
Then again i found him online next day..
then again then again. thanks for mobile concepts that got me even closer to him.
Then it was for the first time i heard voice.. and i was trying to be conscious.. such a sweet voice!!
What a gal like me would expect.. he he Handsome voice.. that will melt the toughness of heart..
very good way of talking.. then our thoughts got intermixed.
Many days of calling(definitely he calls me, i love that way... coz i get a feeling every time that he is always there to care for me...he does not knows it)
hmm little bits of fight.. some got serious too..
but often we solve it up because of one reason.. u may be thinking its love .. but prior to that there is one person who is responsible for all of these.

right at this moment  i can say we have completed successfully 5 months of our beautiful days..
We have not physically seen each other. but u can guess from my words the love i have for him..

few more day and we can see each other physically and then soon after that we will be tied into a knot of togetherness.. just because of one person
That Amazing person is Jesus Christ. who made us meet and understand the meaning of love.
I have almost lost trust in everything. then it was HE who made me understand "whatever happens in life is for good" and then HE gave me this beautiful gift . at his moment i am Once again saying THANKS to you        O LORD. Just keep blessing us. we don't need anything more than your blessings..
and to you dear love,
i can simply say this. but u know the meaning of this word
"Thanks for  being in my life, I  LOVE YOU .... JAZZ"

YOUR'S AND YOUR'S ONLY
JINZ

        " A word of love that becomes epic is always the word said when we are lost in serenity of love"

taken from the rust of my books!

Have not i been forsaken by love

have not i threaded by you for every reason

Seasons apart havn't i been with you

just as your shadow of your own soul.

Y do i hold till now or shall i ask

y do i hold breathe??

y do i   ....? is living a need for me

or is love my life .... a living

When answers seek unesteemed destiny

i always route myself to unechoed paths

Walking have i always found myself alone

Sitting on the milestone to get a lift.

a lift to .... Melanchously sung song.....

This was there written in one of my books. when i took for referencing.. 

sometimes i feel stuppid to read this.. but then i feel proud of myself that i wrote  atleast my mind.

Confession's of a shopaholic

Confession's of a Shopaholic.. The movie almost everyone know .. Hey na am not going to tell the story of it..
Its something great feeling to shop actually.. but am not like a shopaholic kind of person but yeah then i love to shop. i want to see things and feel it by touching. i generally go for food shopping like diary milk chocolate bars and some munching stuffs.
actually i think its good. whenever we feel hooked up or frustrated its better to take a walk. but i prefer shopping. hmm what a peace . oops My Fiance would be shocked by this. But then am not a money spender. but i cannot resist often when i seed cheese and mulberry pancakes.. hehe on to the dress selection i show less patience , i will simply roam here and there and pick one and on to the tray. thats it.
but yes i want to feel how each beed is struck into dress touch it  and question whether it will sooth my body . go accordingly etc. attractive to eyes and floating over the boddy.. OOffff the branded ones with soft texture and shirts with smoothy edges...cheese that will melt into the pores of bread.. hmm that is smooth oops no added flavors.. butter that will go around my mind and not to mention my Diary Milk. Whenever i see them i feel as if they are calling me. well i have seen many chocolates. but then these little ones call me and lke the small "puliachar or actually plum pickle " which is spicy in taste and yummy it calls me when i come out from work..
hee there is special way to taking and experiencing things.
like in my life i barely go with things i dont experience before. i have to feel the thing with the tip of my hand and soothe it around. but am telling you ... you wont find me doing all these in a shop.. hmm why?? coz my actions will be fast enough than your thoughts.. . hmm
hey i have heard like "only small is beautiful" well it was there in English text books in college times..
whatever may be i don't believe in that. why can't people think like big is cute and beautiful.
hmm how to think rite..?
actually if we go to each and every aspect of a big thing we can find that its beautiful. each and every small texture feel of it.. anyhow small things pile up to make a big one...
Life is enjoyable wen we enjoy the smallest happiness to the maximum.
Shopping hmm anyhow i have reduced such things.. i dont know why maybe when i used to stay alone i do everything i want to.. then was a real messy shopoholic bring chocolates flakes and cheese candies..

i am going to discover new taste of life with my sweet fiance.. Let see how we can get into it.. hee may be we will design some fabrics and open a freak shop for every freak out there. or ??? if possible we will try to change the way of thinking .. enjoy life and give out love and happiness to all . .. heee
hmm
amazingly i am writing... i will be back soon

A Writing that never ended.

A blessing that everyone would long to have. Mary was having it.. I cant tell you what and how. All is that would go away with lifelong struggle. Accompanying the  the happiness that she was having from her childhood that she was the most luckiest girl. All that she could ever want she would get it.

Perfect education perfect parents Sound background beauty and good friend.

She was a pet of all that could understand human behavior.

A perfect blend of all qualities.

Swinging high , one day she found an puppy wandering here and there. She went out and started to trace it. It stopped at the end of the road and turn to her. She went near by it was a cute puppy. As if it came down from star. It was holding a paper roll with its collar.

It said” Those who consider this puppy as their own will have to suffer pain regrets and all worries of worlds”

Words were threatening. It screamed the horror of  a brutal past. As girl in 20’s one would never think to dare it.

But Mary had decided. She took the puppy in her arms and named it Scarlet..

She bought her home. She told the entire thing to her parents. They begged her to leave it.

She said no and started to take her to room. When dad protested. She just left the scarlet in a bag near by and went upstairs.

Dad was happy finally she obeyed. He was preparing to take scarlet away when he heard the footsteps. It was Mary . she was wid a tiny baggage . she climbed down and took the scarlet and said “ Don’t ask me anything I am leaving this place. Let it lead me to scarest of all I will abide by it.”

For a cursed puppy she defied her relations and left her home.

Parents did try to call her back. But she was on to her words.

Scarlet was on… it moved first and Mary followed …

………………………………………

I can’t Write anymore.

I am a Big failure in my life. Sorry I can’t continue

"it was amazing to be in the feeling of love."

“i used to even right now all the smses that she had ever sent :) it was a craze. i used to write it down so small that i could fit into sheets of papers. easily without wasting many papers over there. with small small letters in running hand. those papers are still there somewhere at home. i think brought with me. its with me somewhere inside the luggage :) "

ignorant

People say when i am sad i write.. i told them that anyhow. but dont ever think like that.
She said lets commit.. Arjun was confused.. but y???
she said "coz i love you"
Arjun got irritated as usual and asked" but i dont.."
Leena" you will i know"
Arjun" how can you be so sure..? i dont like you charectar.. i dont like you being around me.. i just hate the way u dress. so how...? and your useless silly talks uh always fighting..."
Leena" just coz my love will make you.."
Arjun" no ways.. u looser..."
Leen" okay then i will move away"
Arjun was happy for few days wen she left him. But then she started to think of her stupid charecter which made him laugh... this girl is simply stupid
months passed by Arjun became restless . he finally thought of making an appology..
He searched for her.. all the world he searched for ...
but he didnt find her.
he came to know that he was madly in love wid that irritated girl..
but he cant find her...
he would dream of how she would be happy wen he opens his heart.
how their life would be.
he thought of asking his mom about how it would feel.
he asked "you know mom .. its funny but i like leena"
mom laughed and asked "how come you love a person who almost tortured u?? "
arjun"i dont know it happens"
mom"anyhow its not possible... and dont act fool"
arjun"why mom love is sincere love is everythig"(he was amazed he was saying this)
mom "Oh really then wh did not come to her Funeral?"
Arjun" what...? "
Mom"as if you dont know anything.. huh?? she met wid an accident the day you left her tortured...haa dont act fool its been months.. oh yeah how will u know when u were busy enjoying that she had left ur life.."
Arjun"was shocked"
Here am not goin to say anything about arjun because we all know  what would have happened..
My word is for Leena how lucky she is .. she expressed her love though she was thrashed.. and got an horrible end .
Life is all about understanding each other.
one moment if we  forget to recognize the one who care for us by the deed which seemed irritable Then we would have to see the pain of being IGNORANT.

I wish i would get the same death,....