Saturday, March 03, 2007

The haunting past!

i donno who or how many read my ys i feel my heart feeling gd after writing!here i am again writing sumthing on this platform hoping sumbdy helps me with a suggestion!
i try hard to let the sand slip thru my fingers!bt each time it only thickens!
i hav never had a gr8 school memory to share, a major part of the school life i had!
i hav always had the times whn i was posed wrongly b4 ppl whether i liked it or not!i've had a bad rapport with ppl i was with...may b coz they thght i was too strict...too reserved or ys...snobbish!i dont blame nebdy...coz i knw they might hav their reasons!bt the fact is....i knw i did no harm....i was expected to be perfect being the monitor n later the head girl at different stages!
n then there was sunshine whn i changed not just my school bt my outlook may b the rosy glasses were'nt rosy enuf!
i was again pushed into that grief of loneliness n remorse!
i cldnt understand...where i went wrong!why was i convicted even after caring n trusting n being friendly!
n even after all these yrs...i may hav bcum more confident n blah blah blah.....
bt the fact is
i still hav a heavy heart!im still stuck!i need a reason....i need an answer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
or else i shall always have a heavy heart!


Yuva said...

oh.. yes, I think
I think all the time

Brooding over the past
about missed out fun
about people walked out
about things not done

Getting away with present
no time to stop and think
just doing, doing and doing
just what is necessary today!

Hoping for the future
dreaming of new horizons
about that special someone
and how life will change

all those times throughout the not so glourious days,
some childhood fun turned her back in tearful ways.
for there are times when heart and thought conflict,
and there are times when time contradict;
But now I learned -- thick and thin until the end.

Yes, Important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, love special day, the wedding day, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit and simply never leave. Our lives are measured by these moments. and Dont loss these chasing unknown 'so-called' big ones...


btw: accidentally landed here and glad I did. admire your writing skills and sense your thoughts. will bookmark to watch.. thanks

Yuva said...

time might be a predator that stalked us all our lives, but time is a companion who goes with us on the journey that reminds us to cherish every moment because they'll never come again. What we leave behind is not as important as how we live it. after all, we're only mortal.