Distance never separates two souls that really care, for our memories span the miles and in seconds we are there. Almost. But whenever I start feeling sad because I miss you I remind myself how lucky I am to have someone so special to miss.There are many things in life that one wants to keep masked. I often have this stupid -- crying -- feeling at the most strangest of occurrences – many of which are simply outside of my control. I cry rarely, yet I do. Boyz don’t cry, I suddenly remember. Guys don’t want others to see them emotionally feeble.
Then we cry inside. At least I do. Can’t tell you why. There are times when one has to be really concise. One misses. The rain softens you even more. The beats skip fast. You pretend to be a toughie. It is a very different innervation. Like a mystical experience.
I am sorry, you’ve to be a little touched to feel it!
samy
7 comments:
Thats a very good and reflective write-up. You can convey so much in so few ines.
Like that.
Nice post, samy.
I loved it very much.
can you post more frequently. I will appreciate if you post more oten because I can't wait to read you.
Arman
sameer,
I highly recommend you to immediately start writing books.
If you don't write, the world may miss out on a splendidly gifted, mystical writer.
I mean it.
All regards,
Pallavi Ayanger,
T-nagar Chennai,
India
not a bad suggestion.
I agree
Gauri
lovely write up. simply sam
There is much strength in your words. I not only find them interesting but absorbing and deep-meaning as well.
I am bookmarking you. Hope to read more of you, my learned friend.
Todd
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