Come home,or not...It's really your choice...!!!

For all the wishes we made
For all the moments past,
For all the memories here,
For all these things that were you and me...
Come home,or not,
Its really your choice!

For all the days we had,
For all the joy we shared,
For all the love we held
For all that which made us you and me...
Come home,or not
Really,its your choice!

For all those sunny mornings,
For all those rainy nights,
For all those misty sunsets,
For all those wintry daybreaks.....
Come back home...
Or not...Its your choice really...!!!

Up and about in Holmestown

I am feeling very writerish. I am sitting at the Costa in Baker Street, enjoying a solitary hot chocolate and looking out of the window,with my notebook and a book. My mobile browser seems to be working fine finally. Thank God for the little blessings in life.


I am waiting for the friend who I mentioned in the previous post. He has gone to rub noses with all the celebrity statues down the road at Madame Tussauds. My work this morning was just a bit from here,at Marble Arch. Then I went for a long walk down Park Lane by Hyde park and then,came here.


I come here sometimes. After train stations, I think coffee shops are the best to observe people. Partly because of the overflowing variety of people at all times and partly because of their long windows. I like this one especially because of its location. Baker street is always bustling with people. Also there are many eateries in its vicinity and am particularly partial to their hot chocolate with marshmallows.


This is more like an oldies' hangout. I was introduced to this one by my very feisty and very old boss. At the table right next to mine are a couple of them discussing quite dotingly about their dogs.


Here's the end of solitary time. My friend is here. Adios!

Putting Randomness into words...

(1) Closure is a weird thing. It is hard. Yet sometimes it is the greatest gift you can give someone,because that means you truly can let go,move on and be happy. You can be at peace with yourself.

(2)I am happy now,happier than I have been in months. Somewhere I understand that I have figured out something that I'd been cracking my head over. Figuring things out make me happy. I have to know stuff to be happy,whether it be studies or work or relationships. As far as I am concerned,not knowing is the worst feeling in the world.

(3) I had an almost Carrie Bradshawesque epiphany while talking to one of my closest friends yesterday.  I didn't used to  believe in having sex without love or commitment,the way most men do it. I mean,I have come across it in movies or books or serials or hearsay,but didn't really believe that was possible. A very recent experience,revelation, whatever, from a highly trustworthy source changed my perspective and opened my eyes to such a possibility. This was how the above mentioned conversation went.

Me: If men can do that,then why can't women?

He: You really think so?

Me: Well,yes I think.

He: I see...you have never been in love.

Me:No I have,I have just been desensitized and disillusioned too many times for comfort.

He said again: You have never been in love.

Me: Have you?

 He just smiled. At this point,I almost expected him to say "Abso-fucking-lutely". But still,that smile was enough.