L'Amour ♥

Maybe I'm a lame girl, after all because even in spite of everything, I still believe in love. Ashamedly. Not the forever-kind, just the love-kind. The kind that just happens. Presently. But yeah, looks like love's always gonna evade me and be light years away so here's to some fantasies that I've turned into a story - of sorts. Tell me if you like it!

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She looked at him with a question in her eyes.

Then she said, 'Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?'

'There is. Close your eyes, one sec.'

And then he says, 'This', as he kisses her.

Surprised, she opens her eyes and finds him looking down at her.

'But you never said anything!', as she tries to see his eyes through his downcast lashes. 'Why didn't you ever say something? You like me?'

He just smiles, 'You wouldn't believe me if I did. Besides you're so scatter-brained and lost, I love that about you.'

'I'm scatter-brained? You think I'm a weirdo, don't you?'

'Aww, come here and shut up!'

He kisses her again, this time it's longer and much, much more sweet.

A Story Beneath The Seas...

This is my latest illustration. What do you think? I like it. I think like the girl on my left, I'm praying for a lot of things. Silently. Meditating. Making sure things happen.

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She followed the mermaid; her trail alight by her coloured hair.
It was leading her to a secret, possibly not one of despair...

She passed by a cave, one not seen before - a lair of treasure and tales unfold.
She wondered what the mermaid would tell her, the story to be told.

"Tell me, Mysterious Enchantress, the secrets you know!"
"Fair Maiden, I will tell. Just that this might strike your heart with a blow..."

She wondered if she should ask her what she knew or if ignorance was indeed bliss, as they say -
"I see what you mean. But I am brave, what will not kill me will make me stay."

The mermaid gestured the lass forward and took her to an illuminating light
As they reached the corner of the cave, the lass's mind grew bright.

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All of us are looking for something…or someone. The funny part is that even when you do find what you’re looking for, the search never ends. I believe so because you just never stop learning, you know. It’s a good thing, an amazing thing. It teaches you humility, to an extent perhaps. I am a drifter, I do let the sands of time take me where they have to but at the same time, the wait’s long. It’s like the U2 song, I still haven’t found what I’m looking for.

I’m 23 and for the past few months, working at burrp!, I’ve been a Jr. Content Writer. However, I did learn a lot and I still am learning, I do stuff out of my work profile as well and now I feel that I deserve something real. While, my designation on my VC’s being updated to just Associate – Content, I’d like it to be something more. To mean something more. I know that I deserve it! There are 3 more months to complete 365 days at burrp! However, if the time’s right then, I’d like to move on to a fresh new pasture of opportunity and hope. I’ve written a plethora of articles to add to my credit. I didn’t have a by-line for most of those but I wrote them. That means something.

While my stint at illustrating/graphic designing hasn’t materialized on the professional front, what I have learnt is that I want to implement and invest all that hard work and creativity into my own line. Rosecraft. And yeah, to all the suckers who believed that I wouldn’t be able to follow two passions, here I am, doing it right now. Writing and Designing. So here's to more of those stints and I really think I'm living the dream.

When I was 17, I always believed that right up till the time that I turn 32, I have a bunch of years to make all my wildest dreams come true. The start/realization may have to come to me or happened a little late but I am finally here nonetheless. Nothing makes me happier. :-)

Svenleia

I've always believed in signs, astrology, lucky numbers and god-knows-what. But then there are always gonna be sluts, whores and bitches to bring you down. So what do you do, really? I guess there's no answer really. You can talk to people, sort it out yourself or just wallow in your sorrowful pity... yes, don't bother asking - I blame the overflowing sea that is my mind. I really have been such a fool of sorts. But whatever I'm on the Road To Perdition whatever that means. I mean, I'm sure it means something good or they wouldn't have made it into a movie.

Okay, I must really stop seeing signs everywhere. It's fricking insane and completely scary! How the hell is this happening? Does one sees signs that they're meant to or are they just normal things that you make out to be signs? It just can't be happening. I saw three today. Two grave-markers with Leia's name on them (why is that strange, you might ask? Well, I came in early for mass and I went to the graveyard thinking that I'd pray over a random poor soul so I stopped at a marker that read 'Matthew Fernandes' and said a little prayer. While I did, my eyes looked up and automatically fell on a shelf-grave that had Leia's name. Then I called up Serena to tell her, she, of course didn't think much of it and by then I was walking around the church over the graves and I hung up the phone and yes, I looked down and I was standing on another grave that bore Leia's name on it)! Then her name crops up on a random bench I decided to sit on. #Weird! I didn't even see the name there up until halfway into mass.

So what, what, what is all this??? There is a fourth sign but I can't write about it here for fear of infiltration by the Nazis. But what do you think all this means? Must I make too much of any of it? Must I?

I am such a weird little kook. I must stop this insanity. You know what I love? Swimming pools, water bodies... right now, I'm thinking of an ocean. The Pacific. I'm sitting on the sand, alone, the wind is whipping my hair. There's sand strewn across my clothes and grits of it in my hair. It's late at night and no one cares to know where I am :-) I just sit there, hugging my knees across my chest and feel wonderful to just be alive... And yeah, on a completely unrelated level, I really wish you were here (just like the song by Incubus)!