You know why I like to take my time when I kiss you; for that reason alone.

So I can draw as many of your breaths into my lungs as I can; so I can have you till my last breath, knowing that one day my last breath might very well be the last breath I stole from you to keep me alive one more second when I was kissing you gently.

So you see now why ( Read more... )

Not being such a romantic movie buff ( Ive always preferred action) there have been a few quotes that have always touched my heart, warmed my soul, and sometimes even bagged a tear.

Today I am sharing my favorite ones with you, in no random order. The most favorite one however, the top of the list.. is right at the end!

Do share yours!

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Every thought of his, a prayer goes out to the Lord.

Every touch of his, a sudden rush of color and warmth fills me up within.

Every memory of his, and I start to resemble the Chesire Cat.

Little details now matter when it comes to simple every day dressing up.

Every pore in me wants to be with him. Every heartbeat calls out his name.

Even the universe ( Read more... )

Aayega woh is intezaar mein
Ud chala dil wahan, sapne jahan mein janu
Lagta hai woh mere kareeb hai
Aisa kyun hai magar,dhunde nazar beqabu
Hosh gul sapno ki mein bandhu pul
Aankh kab khuli
Khabar nahi....

I know he will come...My heart is a flutter with dreams, while waiting for him.
I feel like he is so close, but why do I still search for him.
Senseless ( Read more... )

He makes me look forward to the weekends.. for he fills them with interesting, amusing  and intelligent conversations. We can lie on our backs and watch the world go by.. realising one dream at a time. With him, it feels different, everything looks different ( Read more... )

What is this silence?
I have no clue.
Is it just silence in my mind, or people are not talking?
Is the silence my imagination or is it real?

For now all is hidden.
Every direction has quit.
Every second is speechless.
Thoughts are silent.
Words are silent.
Every line is silent.

There was sound, crystal clear... from the cracking of ice to the roar of engines ( Read more... )

I have always believed that I have a dancers soul. So much so, that it often reflects in my sense of dressing, the way I go about my everyday chores, even my handwriting( yes words do seem to dance of the page).

Music is something that is constantly in my head. There is always the old creaking of a gramophone, the constant whirring of a record, and ( Read more... )

Its rather interesting when one spends countless hours working on photos- editing, re-editing; mixing this with that; cropping to see whats best.

I started doing some LJ- Icons- mostly of photos which interested me.  Not my best work, but many inspired by India. A few of film personalities from Asia. Feedback as always is appreciated. Oh! and you ( Read more... )

"I love you," she whispered, feeling the warmth of him around her.

"You are my life," he replied, his perfumed breath upon her.

It was that simple really. Or was it?