THE FORGOTTEN STORIES

She thought it would be okay. That it won't bother her. But as days passed,it became stronger and stronger. She felt the weight of her heart. Her tears reminded her of that. It killed her. She didn't resurrect to be hurt again. A.C

I did everything for them. Nothing. I argued. I was unheard. I cried. I saw no light of hope. But I was not afraid. For, my expectations pushed me into limbo. I could have foreseen that. I shouted. No one listened. No voice of console. I hoped if it was a dream. I hoped if I was a phoenix. I could have resurrected. To go back to the world where I came from. I held no grudges. No arguments. Because at the end nothing matters. A.C

'Happy Women's Day ' Those three words transformed her. It changed her imperfections into Perfections. It fastened her daily Chores. It gifted a smile to her Face. It motivated her Spirits. It gave rhythm to her Heartbeats. It made her Hairs dance. It increased the sweetness of her Lullaby. It brought back the glitters in her Eyes. It was the recognition from her Husband. A.C

  Blankness engulfs me The thought of being dumb Decision pending... Grab my hand Take me away Away to the darkness Hell is being created here... I run to hide.. Hide beneath the blankets Goosebumps... Shiver... Fear... Owls... Houls... Blood... Tides... Thunder... Blinking lights... Black and White Steps... Gorges... Heart beats... Nightmares... Everything  transcends darkness... Orendaa!! Altar... Angels... Baby's breath... Laughs... Sunlight... Rain... Candles... Peace... Breath at last... Yes! Time to revamp my life. A.C

She was unable to sleep last night. In the morning when she opened her eyes , she could only see the pale ceilings of the hospital room. A stinging smell always filled the room. Lying on the bed she recollected everything. And somewhere in the film, flashed his face . He..He was her world.. Literally they created their own  world. He promised her to help her fulfill her dreams and make her parents proud. But everything changed. She left the arms that held her.. Knowing the length of her life. He was relectant to do that...Instead assured her all the happiness.But she wanted him to be happy. And from that day she was alone.The only thing she knew now is that her days are counted. She don't know the number of days that she laid in the hospital bed. She completed her role and now she started bidding farewell to her co-actors..With unfulfilled  dreams... Uncompleted vows... Broken relations... And a bag full of memories..Her eyes begin to fall asleep slowly..One by one..into th

Now this has become my Diary!  Even if I fail to become famous person at the time of my death..this may definitely define me..my words are my thoughts..and my thoughts represents Me !! Sometimes even if we are not able attain our dreams and desires..God somehow makes us happy. Or gives us another way to be happy with his Midas Touch !!! He is a great magician who enchants us with his magic. So i have decided to face life as it comes..because sometimes the best solution is just let it go !! A.C

I really wonder why people around me worries a lot. They stress on some matters as if it some great disaster is about to come.. We have this sole life and spending this whole life vexed on trivial things means wasting our valuable moments.Instead of that why can't people cherish their memories ? At least it can create a smile on their faces. Spread smiles and relax your cheek muscles. Travel lonely and accompany no one. Purchase and feel everything. Make this your motto and live a better life. You can die a better man. A.C