Posted in Thoughts and writings.

Why we broke up. 

The sole reality of any relationship is that they really have only and only one outcome, it either works, or it doesn’t. Not everyone we date will be “THE ONE.”

And sadly you were not,” THE ONE ” for me, though for some reason I thought you are the one for me. But you proved me wrong, and I’m very thankful to you for that. 

We couldn’t make us last, we were not able to make our love story an epic one. 

Maybe we were never meant to be. 

We barely had anything in common between us. Our priorities were different, we were hardly on the same page about anything. 

It was always what you wanted, when you wanted, and not what I wanted and when I wanted. 

Maybe we both are equally responsible for the failure of our relationship, maybe I gave you too much of freedom and you used that against me.

I never wanted to be a possessive girlfriend, so I trusted you, gave you all the liberty, but sadly you broke my trust, not only my trust but also me, yes you broke me into a million pieces. 

As people say, you realize the value of someone, when they are gone. I hope one day you will realize the value of mine. 

We did try to work things out, but that didn’t work. 

We loved each other well, for a time. And please know that part of me will always love you. 

Well, I have only one question for you. 

Was it easy for you? 

Because It killed me. 

GOODBYE FOREVER, HELLO GOODBYE

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Little joys. 

Life is about walking on a cold pleasant night, holding hands with your loved one, chatting, murmuring and whispering. It’s about, enjoying, laughing to your heart’s content, a simple coffee shop with all your friends, talking about everything and nothing. Yes, the joy you get here, you will not get in any of the world’s restaurants. It’s about the way you hold your lover in your arms, that one passionate hug and a gentle kiss. The loving words you whisper into her heart and making her feel loved. It’s about falling asleep in the arms of the one you love.  Life is not about wealth, property, money or richness. It’s about friendship, love, family, trust, faith and the little things that bring the biggest miracles into our lives.

Here are some of the little joys of life that makes life worth living.

  • Rainy nights.                
  • Coffee. 
  • Thunderstorm. 
  • Slow dance. 
  • Forehead kisses. 
  • Letters. 
  • Music. 
  • Dogs and cats. 
  • Yummy food.
  • Hot chocolate. 
  • Messy bed. 
  • Empty roads. 
  • Sunrise. 
  • Sunset. 
  • Shy smiles. 
  • Holding hands. 
  • Hugs. 
  • Flowers. 
  • Starry nights. 

“Many people lose the small joys in the hope for the big happiness.” Don’t be one of them. 

Enjoy the little joys of life. 

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Love and hugs,                                     Oldsoulwrites (Anand) 

Posted in Scribbles

Scribble – 2

Her 3 am conversation reduced to occasional text messages. 

There she learned a lesson, 

“People change, not time.”

“Maybe sometimes people did not actually change. Maybe you just never knew who they really were.”

Posted in Poems

Lost love 💔


One day, 
you’ll search me in this whole town,
You will realize, 
when days will be passed by.
When no one could, 
 love you as much as I.

Love sucks, 
when its only you
The one who gives,
 until they are blue. 

Love is powerful, 
love is strong,
But if its only you, 
you feel so lost and wrong.

It feels like sword in chest,
I think of you everyday.
For you, my emotions;
are true and strong. 

This burning torment, 
inside my heart,
Will never go away, 
will never part.

They say love is blind, 
they were not lying
I feel for her, 
now I think about dying
The pain and the loneliness,
 that’s my hell.

How am I supposed to, 
handle all of this sorrows?
For me, 
will there even be a tomorrow?

“I know that’s what people say– you’ll get over it. I’d say it, too. But I know it’s not true. Oh, youll be happy again, never fear. But you won’t forget. Every time you fall in love it will be because something in the girl reminds you of her.”

Posted in Thoughts and writings.

Chances 

 “Sometimes we must make a choice, to take a chance, or our life will never change.”

As we grow up, we realize that life is no fairy tale and this world is a mean place. We learn that even the person that wasn’t supposed to hurt us or let us down, probably will. That’s what life is, unimaginable, unpredictable.  

You will fight with your best friend and become a complete stranger or maybe even fall in love with them. You will break someone’s heart, your heart will be broken by someone. You will be on cloud nine in one moment and another moment you will crying the hell out you. You will think you have a lot of time in life to things you want to do and suddenly you will realize you have no time to those things. 

Life comes with no second chances, no guarantees, no timeouts.  You have this one chance to live and you have to live life to the fullest. Click photographs, make memories, write letters, give gifts, tell someone what they mean to you, dance in the rain, read books, travel, give hugs, comfort a friend, laugh and smile until your face hurts.

Don’t be afraid to take chances, to fall in love and most importantly live in the moment,  because you have limited time. If there is even a slight chance at getting something that will make you happy, risk it. Life is too short and happiness is too rare. 

“In the end we only regret the chances we didn’t take.”

Posted in Poems

A day


And,
Then one day. 
He decided, 
to leave everything behind
and start anew. 
To follow his heart, 
to break convention,
to fly high. 

And, 
That day. 
He discovered, 
Another person in himself. 
A rebel, 
Fierce and full of fire.

And, 
After that day. 
He blommed, 
Like a flower. 
Fought, 
Like a lion.
And acted like, 
His real self.
Which he lost, 
A long way back.

Maybe the journey isn’t much about becoming anything. Maybe it’s about unbecoming everything that isn’t really you so you can be who, you were meant to be in the first place.” 

Posted in Poems

Baby unborn. 

You were meant to rise and shine, 
But 
We killed you before you could shine and rise. 

Dear baby unborn, 
We never got the chance to meet, 
All we have of you, 
is a beautiful image, 
Of smiling you 
 in our mind. 

Forgive us if you can, 
For we can’t forgive ourselves. 
We wiped your tears, 
Before you could even shed them. 
You were the greatest Achievement of ours, 
Which we will never be able to celebrate. 

We took your life, 
What right we had?
How selfish we were?
We didn’t had choice, 
We did what we could. 
This world is mean, 
We fought but we lost. 
And now 
We regret. 

Dear baby unborn, 
What colour were your eyes, 
Do you look like mom or
like dad?
What would be your first words? 
All these questions, 
are killing us and
Pushing us to depression, 
You in the beginning, 
Was our only anti-depressant. 

One day, 
Dear baby unborn. 
We will meet in heaven. 
And there
We will have all the fun.
Till then 
Forgive us if you can. 

“Say yes to life not abortion.”