Babies are the nicest little humans. They make us feel so special. Its true that mother’s heart is the warmest and she is beautiful. My little one has a bigger heart, he loves me unconditionally. He has filled my heart with immense happiness and love. I am mother because of him, beautiful and warm. Love.
This is how she started ..”As fucked up and as hopeless as I feel right now. May be I should sleep. I love my baby a lot. He is the cutest person. He loves me so much. He hugs me kisses me saves me. With my husband, I have imagined the most beautiful life. Yes it is neither his responsibility nor anything to keep me happy or make a thing out of my life. But it must be something. Surely, before blaming someone else for not living the kind of life I had imagined and yet surely -my husband does provide me with all the facilities in the world- something in me must be wrong. What is that? Not being brave enough to take a step. I need strength. Being too obsessed for living in my comfort zone, being so specific of how someone should talk to me. How parents should treat me. I love my baby.. maybe caring for him is the only good and big thing I’ll be able to do in life. I have to accept it and be a housemaker. Housewife. With all the pain in me, from one person if I can expect to understand how i feel.. its no one.. my gem years are wasting.. i hope i live peacefully n keep my family happy..”
She cried so much on the word housewife.. she broke down.. she’ll be strong again.. and definitely do something when her time comes.. Hope..
Only your mother can show you true love. No expectations, unconditional, pure love. Getting mothers love is the biggest blessing of god. Having mother is the epitome of happiness. She is the gift to treasure and love. Understanding her and loving her is what one can do. Whenever it comes to mind tell her that you love her, if only simply by saying ‘I love you’.
Counting the blessings we have in our life at each moment will keep the bad moments away. Feel blessed and grateful for all the things you have. Try to do something each day for someone in need.
Why I need to write? Today I need to write. To know what I’m feeling. Feelings are passing over so fast and so much with me that I need a break so that later I don’t overthink. I shall know what I’m thinking clearly and move on with my thoughts. Yes, I’m a good person. I feel bad when I buy something expensive for me because I think of all the alternatives and much more survival-friendly things I could have done for needy people with that money. I don’t have control. I want to change the world. I want to sell my diamonds to give food to who are starving. The shine of my diamond is not bright enough to shine the world. The shine of someone’s heart and peaceful plentiful sleep will shine the world. The love for living. Do I need that diamond? It reminds me of how that girl cannot afford another year of college and came to work in my house during the three months break so that she could. All the wasteful things that we collect. Those number of teddybears wrapped properly in transparent plastic sheets to keep them from dust are kept on my cupboard. Who needs them? Does anybody in this world need a teddy bear?
I also do not understand how to help a being. Remember being is important. I was driving by to buy bedsheets for my house for the new festival season, and we crossed a path where sat a little girl and a woman. They both may be neighbors, did not seem family. They were selling the same product. They had put the things on a rug placed on the road. It wasn’t very clean with all the pollution. It was a wheat luck that people place in their homes. I don’t know its name. The girl looked really sad. We crossed by and my eyes just noticed her and my brain was hacked to put smile on her face. I think she didn’t have any buyer. I ignored but couldn’t. We stopped few shops ahead and I had to buy something from her. It was so cheap I didnot understand how to help her. I didnot even understand what she was selling. If only I knew what to do of the thing she was selling I would have bought it all. I couldn’t help her i think. I must have brought a little smile i think. That may be something. Just something if only. I hope to change this world one day.
There is nothing.. almost nothing that is hidden from you. Where almost means nothing that I know of. There is not even a single thing that I wouldn’t tell you on purpose. Infact I will tell you on purpose. All my feelings, every bit of evilness inside me is so open and clear to you. I want to be my truest to be loved by you. I love you so much that I don’t want you to love a person who is not completely herself with you.
Its difficult being a woman in a men’s world, more because of some sick women who focus on keeping the men up. Women who talk against women are the worst.
Though it is mostly the result of what they have learned from their ancestors. So please change and love all the women out their for being themselves and giving themselves more importance than anybody.
Be with people who are happy. Happy and content with what they have.
Happy and content not only when they have to show off.
Happy and content when there’s a big party and they have to host.
When they wake up, they find lots of opportunities and things to do.
Every morning is a bright day.
Every person shall make them happy.
Less complains and more play.
Not home making, finding adventures outside that box.
Food lovers and loving chefs too.
Encouraging and motivating where ever they go.
Finding faults only in self.
Always smiling, happy and content.
I want to grow old with you. I want ro travel the world with you. I want to see you smiling so much. I want us to be the best partners. I want to hold you so tight and never let you go. I love your frangrance so much.
You know whats wrong with me? These are only the happy things. What about the sad ones? Life cannot be all marry. I’ll be by your side in all your troubles. I’ll stand up for you in all your needs. I’ll try to frown less if we are not able to go for a holiday. I’ll remind you my birthday and our anniversary. I’ll hold you hand when I dress sexily. I’ll love you even when we’ll have no sex (growing old). I’ll love you and hold on to you in our worst times.
There’s no reason to why I love you. I never understand what truly love means. Or if what all I’m saying I’ll be able to do in such a long life. Keeping the commitment with all the distractions that comes! So many times I think that you know what love is amd you’ll teach me how to do it. And many I times I hate you for not loving me as much as I wished. All I know that this little sentence makes sense. You define my happiness. You complete me. When you are around, I’m so me.
I have loved you always and will always love you. You are my world.
A lots happening around. Lots of crying. What is blogging about? Need a good topic to write on. Please suggest