Bare Beginnings II

Seems it’s been a while I was here! Feels good though. Same old me with some new escapades. I was not lost but then I didn’t get the chance to venture into one of my favourite escapes. Don’t know where to start and what to write as my mind is going through a myriad range of emotions. But yes, there are lot’s of things to write and I shall again head to this escape of mine, soon! For everything else, there is Himalayas. 

Last few days have been emotionally grinding or rather drenching. I was hoping to start the new year on a happy note, just like the way I have been since last 6 years. I remember, 2011 was one year I wanted to get rid of in hurry. It came with a lot’s of hiccups but then it gave me many savouring memories as well. Last 5 years been very rewarding though (I shall come back soon to reveal some tiny details about them). But then yes, 2017 so far has tested my patience like never before but at the same time, taking all the positives out of it, I stand here…Upbeat! Spirited!

Just to kick start and break the shackles I’m jotting down these words. 2011 to 2016 to 2017 …it’s been a great transition. Let me tell you a few things that inspired this journey but with a warning that I can draw inspiration from tiniest or strangest of things and I am glad, I can. 

July 2011, it was the beginning of my fightback as I saw a struggling Indian Cricket Team going down. What inspired me there was a gentleman named Rahul Dravid who stood still in between all the ruins and defied defeat as long as possible. Talk about patience, perseverance and focus or may be poise, grace and determination? Talk about this man. I knew I could never replicate his cricketing talent or feats but I also knew what I could learn from him. 

August 2011, Jill! Her arrival changed many things as I found a new meaning of the word Zeal. 

November 2011, the Movie Rock Star and it’s Music. I was reading an interview by A.R. Rahman where he mentioned how he struggled to get the Music right as it had a lot of pain involved. It was about how he drenched himself emotionally to get the Music right. Talk about passion? Then talk about this man. Ever since it’s been ‘Sadda Haq Aithe Rakh’ and ‘Nadan Parinde’. 

December 2011, another incident of Indian Test Team struggling. This time it was Australia. India lost 0-4 and ended the year 0-8. What was positive there was a man named Mahendra Singh Dhoni. Talk about staying calm, staying composed and dealing all the pressure of a losing team and being aggressive? Talk about this man. He’s someone very contemporary, yet I look upto him for being level headed and witty at the same time. 

Probably all these won’t make any sense to many of us, but then I think a few would take the positives out of this just like I did. The journey of last 5 years have been very intriguing also very very struggling at times. It’s not so easy to be 'Arpan' (A few would surely understand what I mean here). 

Today as I start 2017 on a happy note, I would like to thank every person I’ve come across, the good, the bad and the ugly, the old and the new ones. Also the ones who came with vested benefits and the ones who came and stayed back forever. Thanks to every organisation I have been a part of, Enajori, Metropolis, Photography Club of Assam, WildTrail for being the integral part of this journey. I must mention, Muse & Memories, my teammates both past and present, it’s because of you all MnM is spreading happiness today. Keep shining in all you do. 

As I promise to keep coming back to write a few (mis)adventures, I hope that the days to follow will have bright lights ahead and life will keep smiling at us in all we do and deserve, here’s to a Happy 2017. 

Unleash! Let’s celebrate all we have and say yes to ‘Life’! 

Notes For You

I want you to know that what I note down is often not how I feel, and at the same time altogether exactly how I feel.

Today, I have so many words to write but I just can't get them to form correctly in my head. I can't get my ideas onto paper anymore. I miss seeing my fingers fly over the keys. I miss walking out of work with a smile because I came up with the best idea. I miss the sound of rushing water, and the dappled sunbeams that drifts lazily through the trees. I miss clicking. I miss the adventures that came with the click of every frame, I miss creating that magic myself.

But I am also a person, a guy. I want to be loved and held. I want to fight and cry and kiss and laugh.

I want to laugh. I want you to make me laugh. Because you can!

And I'll to write it down and try to remember what it felt like to be in love. How it felt to be completely in love with you. I don't hold back and I will do my best to be honest. But I am an artist and an artist lives within a watchfully made fantasy. They may have a life outside of this fantasy, but to the artist that is not their reality. That is not who they are. Not truly who they are to themselves. And no one will ever know of this complex fantasy, because that's when things fall apart that cannot be put back together again.

I want to lay in the grass, I want to fall asleep in your arms. I want to feel you kiss my neck and feel your arms pull me closer to you. I want to be close to you. I want to be your mystery. I don't ever want the puzzle of you to spell it out for me.

I forgot to laugh like I used to. I forgot to jump around. I forgot to chat with my friends for long hours. I forgot how it was to go out friends. I forgot how it was to be happy and mesmerizing, because I created, clicked or wrote something nice. The colours, the nature, innocence, and beauty nothing seems to captivate me anymore.

I don't want to let you know that I drown in your memory; I don't want to let this go. Wish I had the courage to lie to you. But I don't. Because I can’t lie to you.

Come and take me away to my Dreamland again!! This land is dry, sour n rough!!

Blue Ink Diary

So, She gave me a Blue Ink Diary and I gave her a sad smile...it was an uneven trade, like most of the things in this relationship.

I spent the rest of the day carrying it around after she gave it to me; seriously, I didn't let it out of my sight. I’m excited. I started working on it. Hopefully it'll turn out good. I’ve given it a title and the direction will be wherever my life takes me, quotes, photos, designs, music, write ups, everything...

I loved this girl before; I love her now...I love her now, even more. With everything I have. I have abandoned all common sense and dived into this, this comfortable love that challenges both of us to expand beyond who we think we are today.  I want to keep growing with her. I never want this to end. And while there's still that rational part of me that says that this most likely will end, the rest of me is gone with hopeless abandon. And I’m loving every minute of it.  I’m going crazy; I’m planting roots, and spreading my wings. I wish to write every love line ever written.

She is the good night I hear before I go to bed, and the smile I wake up to! She drives me absolutely crazy in every imaginable way, just utterly crazy. And yet, there is that stability that says you can depend on me, it’s ok to be weak, I’m here to be your strength. She is the silence on my bad days and my raving fan on my good days, and I will spend the rest of my life indebted to her and the way she has treated me.

Knowing this might not last forever! It is here today! And I’m here today! I'll write down this love story in a Blue Ink Diary.

Smile!

Be good!

And stay safe my love!

Tonight..

“You gave me a song I learned to hum,

You showed me beauty through the windows of your soul,

And you showed me a world I've never seen!

Each, giving to each other love and giving it away,

We spent the valued time we didn’t knew was borrowed,

Cause you gave me the courage to live with yesterday,

And you gave me tomorrow.”

Tonight, when I go to sleep, I take this song with me and all the memories. I really treasure it. To me, it means caring about someone not just because they have something you want, but because you have something you want to give.

Tonight lying in my bed, I stare at the wall and try to remember you here with me, sleeping peacefully, holding my hand and not even knowing. Now looking back, every minute I wasted not being with you, I wish I could have that back. I miss you so much, I'm crying for no reason. Tonight, we didn't say goodnight like the other nights. It feels very empty like this. I hope you had a good day, a good reason for not being with me tonight to talk to me and tell me to create, write or click something. I was in bed by 12, like you wanted. I always send you a text right before sleeping (is safe in drafts) hoping that will help me dream about us...together.

It's so hard to be alone here without you. My heart hurts, thinking you're not 100% sure of being with me. My sincere words, my tears, are they not enough?

Tonight I fall asleep with dried tears on my face and all the memories next to me.

Goodnight!

Because We Ended As Lovers!

The myth continues...so does the argument. A boy and a girl can never be friends!!! People say, friends who are of the opposite sex truly and entirely confuse them. They don't understand how two people of opposite genders can be best friends. But then, as they say...friendship is the first step of love. So to be in love at first the boy and the girl needs to be friends, they need to know each other. They need to develop liking for each other. Two people of opposite genders don't usually hang out that much unless they're dating.

Well, I can already predict myself being very, very self-contradictory, but that's because I'm just so confused! The confusion induces from the term "Just friends". Probably it is the cloudiest term in the universe. Truthfully, how do you go from feeling for someone romantically to agreeing wholeheartedly that friendship is the only thing connecting you? The reality is, you don't. Romantic feelings persist; love is the most stubborn kind.

You meet someone. You become friends, you start knowing each other closely. And slowly you develop feelings for her. You go on a few dates. You have long talks and small adventures together. You start to fall for each other. You agree to be exclusive. You learn more and more about each others' lives, and the people in it. And as they say, there is not always a fairytale ending, things fall apart. You part your ways. You decide to remain friends. Time passes. Things change and gets complicated. We learn that the friend has moved to the city for the summer, and they are hanging out, playing music together while you are working. The more you hear about this friend, the more the realization hits you: you are still very much in love with her. You discover that in being in that kind of a relationship, you have actually lost parts of your friendship that you had really enjoyed. In the end, you just wanted to be friends. But ‘because you ended as lovers’, you can never actually go back to the way things used to be.

An Ode To Music!

The New Year is already a month old. The month of February suddenly turns the year into just another year and there’s this sudden dash of mush into it, no wonder it’s the valentine month. Talking about love, we actually can’t have enough of it till we feel it, but talking about my first love of my life, it has the power to get me weak on my knees or to elate me a euphoric high and everything in between.

Frankly speaking, it cannot be defined. I don’t think we’ll ever be able to define Music. It’s indefinable, it travels, it stirs something within us. It impels us to prominence. It makes a friend out of a stranger. It gives a community culture and identity. Maybe music isn’t just enjoyable and exciting, maybe it is necessary.

Being at the realm of Music, I actually never felt any pain, maybe its magic. Such a healer it is! It’s one craziness, one obsession, one escape I looked up to at many times, and it always looked back at me with the perfect amount of care I needed. There are many times in life when you just wish people would listen, when you know in your heart that you are right, but you just can't get people to see it your way. It is just so frustrating when you can't talk some sense into people. As we grow older, as we continue to change with age, there is one thing that will never change . . . its music. Time change, people change, but it doesn’t. I bet you listen to music. Not everyone does. Music is one of the rare things we all have in common.

So as the year turns to another Valentine’s Day for me, without a Valentine I don't consider myself a ‘lonely heart.’ It's about love and this Valentine’s is for my first love…Music!

Going The Distance

Teri Nigahon Ke

Teri hi Raahon Ke

Kareeb Se Gayee Zindagi

Tujhe Kyon Dekha Na

Tujhe Kyon Jana Na

Shikayatein Karun Ya Nahi

Thami Hai Yeh Saasein

Bhari Hai Yeh Aanhkein

Sahu Kaise Abb Yeh Fasla

Bin Tere Bin Tere Bin Tere

Koi khalish Hai Hawaon Mein Bin Tere

Hardly many of us have listened to this song carefully, as we are more used to the original version of the song ‘Bin Tere’ (OST I Hate Luv Stories), but this reprised version somehow caressed a chord in my heart, kept safe and untouched for sometimes now.

Recently in my inbox, I found an old text message from a very close friend, dated some months back…’if you like her, I beg you to express. Don’t hurt yourself like a fool’. Right she was, probably I should have listened to her. When I look back to the whole episode, what I wonder, is why nothing happened between us? Was it out of my control; that she had no feelings for me, that she wasn't looking for anything, or that she found me out of her reach? Or was it my own fault, that I pushed her away, that I expressed no interest? I feel that she is the biggest missed opportunity of my life.

She is strikingly pretty, graceful, her personality is caring and funny, we relate to extremes, and the list goes on. Mostly I'll blame this one on myself. My friend felt that there was some sort of connection there, that she must like me. But for some reason, I didn't want it. I didn't want any of it. I look back, and I'm honestly not entirely sure why. I was not totally out of it, may be had a semi-interest at that time. I also wasn't really looking to get into a relationship after many unsuccessful attempts to impress someone unfeasible. For some reason, I truly wasn't interested, but I can't seem to understand why.

But as fate has it, the timing wasn't right anyway. And maybe, she wasn't even interested in the first place. Who knows? Or may be because I feel my world is beautiful in blur again.

A Lot Like Love!

At times when we see a movie, read a book, or do something that made you say, "Wow, I wish that would happen to me" Especially in the case of love... "Oh I wish we would do that" or "I want to be kissed in the rain!"

Seems it's always like this, never ending, feels like putting your heart out, hoping it won't break and when that moment comes it wipes away all of the tears you’ve cried. It takes you over, elevates you, and gives you wings to fly. Sometimes when nothing' turns out right, you wonder if it's worth the fight, sometimes you wish that you could say, that you have had enough, still you keep on going back for more, cause there's one thing that you can't get tired of, and that's chasing love. It’s like euphoria, only the one is into it can feel or explain it. It becomes a habit to make that someone a habit, when we don’t walk alone and that person becomes an innocent trouble. That one person becomes everything that your heart craves, feels every void in your heart, giggle of your leisure time, you walk in the clouds, you fall and pick yourself up, you dream, you sleepwalk and you get afraid to lose. You tend to get foolish, you tend to act dumb, but this heart actually doesn’t listen to anything. You learn how to be lost completely, want to be found, be craved like the things we push away and it lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up. It makes you a better person than you were before.

"It's a lot like love if you think about it, because it’s there, beautiful, just happy to be there, win or lose, just doing whatever they can to overcome obstacles and succeed It's just... well, it's just as beautiful as love."

Think about this, if you will...

When A Man Loves A Woman

Sometimes I feel as if I am in an absolutely different element and even when I’m with family and friends, I often feel so out of place. No matter how much of a crowd I am in, I am still alone and yet, it’s the same place that keeps my mind calm in times of sorrow. It’s cold where I am, this perpetual instant of silence in a mirage of serenity. I suppose it’s just like the darkness of outer space and I’m awaiting the sunlight to find its way. This dream of mine begins with a conversation of whispers.

To love a woman is a journey of finding romance, a journey of finding her heart through the simplest of ways. Some people say it’s apparent to find love, but if you allow yourself to believe that love can only exist without limitations, then and only then will you find the way to a woman’s heart because your destination is always to find her heart at the end of each path. As you venture through the walls of her heart, you will find new reason to redefine your definition of what it is to love. Before we fall in love we are able to find comfort in solitude, but when we have finally fallen deep into love, we automatically begin to learn a need that overpowers every character of our being. When you take time to discover her for everything she is, it’s about letting her change you into the man you were always meant to be and allowing yourself to need her in order to become more than who you are.

When you have the want to discover and know her, you will find innocence in her eyes because aside from romance, she’s just so much more than what meets the eye. She’s your best friend, someone to share all your deepest feelings and dreams with because romance is not always the key to finding her heart. It is the ability to warm her heart through other means as your wishes inspire you to make her laugh and cry and dream of many beautiful things. To love a woman is a journey of discovery and if you allow yourself to find innocence in her eyes, you will find beauty in her every movement. It’s about finding beauty within the split of her broken heart, even if she is in a confusion, which makes all the difference in the world because when you acknowledge it’s only her feelings of being in a confusion, you’re also acknowledging that she’s beautiful no matter when, how or where.

Some day, when you find her falling into your arms ever so softly in a moment of weakness, it’s about giving her an ounce of faith, hope or just may be the whole world for moment. Love in its purest form is selfless in every way and it’s about showing her she’s loved and not only that she’s loved by you. Some day, when you come to the realization that her tears are really not tears, but beautiful heart cries instead, that’s when you know you’ve taken the first of many steps in discovering the art of loving a woman and may be it is where I am right now.

If there is a way to reach a woman’s heart without the touch of fingertips, I promise I will find it, even if it takes the deaths of a billion trillion stars, but as of this moment I have to believe this is only a learning process so if that one special girl finally comes along, I will know how to bring joy into her life.

All you people out there in love remember…

“When a man loves a woman

Can't keep his mind on nothin' else

He'd trade the world

For the good thing he's found…

.....................................

When a man loves a woman

Deep down in his soul

She can bring him such misery

If she is playing him for a fool

He's the last one to know

Loving eyes can never see!”

Poem

frozen unfrozen silence,

tuned into a poem...

one handful of moonlight....

your giggles,

like Cindrella's fairy tales or Alice's dreams???

one worn out photo,

one you,

and a few lines of

adrifted poem...

N.B.: It was scribbled long long back, it dates back to March 2008. Just wanted to share :)

February Fever!

Love. Many definitions, myriad emotions!

It’s that time of the year again and we all are suddenly surrounded by love. Everywhere I look, there is mush all around! Its one thing we really can’t escape, at least not me.

One question that props up every now and then is ‘why do you love her’??

Being asked that question time and again really made me think deep. I may still answer "Just because" to it, since the definite answer I have is pretty multifaceted. I remember someone rightly cited, “love has many surfaces!... faces!” Additionally there's this fear that I won't be understood, or that I'll just come off as way too mushy and laughable. I've realized that there are quite a few parts to loving someone. It does not only mean why do I love her, it's so much more than that, because love isn't confined about how one person feels.

We all have flaws and not-so-good qualities hidden somewhere in us all, but we also possess some of the most wonderful characteristics that make us who we are.

Actually, I can't describe it.

She's just something in my eyes.

That's something sometimes you just can't describe.

You just stare at her in her eyes, and get mesmerized.

But she's not perfect. Only imperfect people strives to be better and better.

I guess she's the perfect imperfection!

Run...To You!!!

Love is a contradiction. It's everything and nothing at the same time. It's pain, sorrow, happiness. It's blinding and ignorant, it's knowledge and truth. It’s every noun and adjective included in the dictionary.

Sometimes you wondered if it's worth it. Is it worth it to even try when I seem to not even care about you? Is it worth it to call and to check your phone and to call again and to message me and to hope I'll call? If I didn't make the effort, would you? Would you ever talk to me or even care that I didn't talk to you? Are the days of heartache worth when the only thing you get in return is a few minutes of happiness?

At times, you might have felt that I’ve been ignorant or taking you for granted. At times, I thought I should share, show you all my care but I was indisposed or at times preoccupied. It’s true; I've been watching you, no, not waiting for the precise moment to make the first move. Do you want to know, why I keep avoiding your eyes, and why I'm running away? It's crazy; I know...maybe I'm destined to be alone, maybe there's someone who will understand, may be you’ll be able to understand that I'm not able to share my world, I'm still running away. I know it’s crazy...I've been conceiving you, for too long, If only I could change all the things around.

I wish that I could be with you and hold you in my arms, whisper all my love to you and kiss away your tears. I wish that I could take your cares and put them all away, neatly folded into drawers while bliss lights your smile. I wish that joy could step inside your heart and stay awhile, and all the rain could turn into a rainbow in the sun. And all our loneliness like mist could fade into the blue. I don't want to just be there for when you feel like you need someone to love you. I want to be there when it's good for me, not just you. I want to feel loved, not just the one who's doing the loving. I want to feel needed, not the one who's being needy. I want to feel alive. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.

I know there’s no point in dance with a dream for they cannot wrap their arms around me on cold nights, they cannot call you first thing in the morning just to say hello. They cannot kiss your forehead or hold your hand. Dreams live in the mind, and it is there that they stay. Dreams cannot keep you company when you are alone. Dreams cannot say, “I love you.” Dreams can only go so far. I don’t want another dream; I want you. The truth is, I need you here. I need you here to wipe away my tears to kiss away my fears if you only knew how much...

I want to run to you, because you’re the one who always turns me on. I know that when you look at me, there are so much that you just don’t see, but if you would only take the time I know in my heart you’d find someone who’s scared sometimes, who isn’t always strong. I want to run to you, won’t you hold me in your arms and keep me safe from harm.

Run…to you!!!

Melody of Ecstasy !

This is tough. This is really a difficult thing for me to type. There is a love song in my thoughts that summed up the way that I felt. In my view it is so beautiful, honest, true and mesmerizing…something a woman could not resist. In true sense, something to sing about. Excluding the fact that I don't sing, may be I would sing it to the loved ones in my life. But seriously, this has been stuck in my head a while. A romantic gesture to be precise.

So much to say, but nothing comes out right. She makes me feel something I can't describe. I always catch myself thinking about the things she does. There isn't anyone else I need; I've got my heart set on her. Day by day, I find my way. Look for the song and the meaning. Then she looks at me, and I always see what I have been searching for. I'm lost as can be. And her eyes, she should see the way they glow when she smiles. I know, she would love it when I sing 'The Song'. She would just melt in my arms and I could feel her heart beat...and I'm not lost anymore.

Well…all this while, let us go through a free verse...got the feeling that my heart holds something like this and it will creep up on my mind sooner or later.

Moonlight shines upon your face

I gaze into your eyes

My heart begins to skip a beat

As I begin to realize.

You bring to me a feeling

Which I have never felt before

A feeling of contentment

Happiness and more.

I will always be beside you

Be your friend and lover

I promise you this day

There will never be another.

Because we were meant to be

And that is without a doubt

I never knew what love was

Or what it was all about.

And then you walked into my life

And showed me what I was missing

Truly you were sent from above

Only God could create such a blessing.

...If

As Valentines Day approaches we all look for a few words to express ourselves. Indubitably, silence is the best. But sometimes words create magic and love all over again.

"What will remain of us is love".

I was thinking what would I do if I actually had a Valentine tomorrow?

I prefer romantic simplicity. I would much rather go out to dinner at a jazzy restaurant on a night when the place isn't packed to the brim with overdressed patrons and filled with the aroma of ‘Calvin Klein’ and ‘Catalyst’. Movies at the theater means fighting a crowd and the possibility of being stuck crane necked in the front row with a view up and not being able to see a thing! It's all a recipe for royal disappointment. The best part of the evening would surely be the company...but how much better it could be with the ideal atmosphere.

I'd much rather opt for a night in...Together.

My ideal Valentine's date would be making bar-b-que together in the kitchen while some soft soothing music played in the background. Later, some desserts and an astir champagne. Candlelight is a must. And, of course, a chic flick that has already been seen before...it allows for a much easier distraction.

...if I had a valentine tomorrow, of course.

Love Actually

At some point or other in our lives we have been hit by this, most of the times unaware of what is going on around. Ever wondered what Love actually is??? Love actually...is an emotion that many of us have felt and others are still searching for it...it is probably the emotion, which is conversed or written on quite often. Many songs have been sung referring to its being and discovering it... but still if one were asked to define it, everybody would have a different definition, with more people being at a loss of words.

Love actually…is a strange thing. You never know how, where and when it will wrap you. It perceives you not from the eyes, nor thinks from the mind, and therefore the winged ‘cupid’ is always painted blind. The Love in your heart wasn’t put there to stay; it isn’t love till you give it away.

Love actually…is "unconditional". Loving someone through their flaws and all, accepting and embracing each others differences and compromising with their offerings. It is a word, what matters; is the connection that word implies.

It is when you are certain that you love someone, and then you think you love someone else, and then you both realize that you could never live without each other. It is when you love someone; you say it right then, right there otherwise the moment just passes you by...It is actually all around us.

Love actually…is when we create an 'us' without destroying a 'me'.

I read and toddle for miles at night, writing blank verse and search endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of dimness and change my life forever. It never crossed my mind that, that person could be you. And then I realized...

Love actually…is when you, sometimes sneak into my thoughts when I’m doing stuff, and then I get all confused...I try to do things to keep my mind off you, but nothing actually seems to work, and I can’t stop thinking of you...

So, I just have to throw my hands up and say

“Fine!!! I admit it...”

“I guess I like you....

(well, okay)...a lot!!!”

Love actually...is when I realize while watching “When Harry Met Sally” that, “I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."

Love actually…is when every time you do something pretty...and I fall love with you all over again.

Love actually…is when I feel that you’ll always be in my life, Even if I'm not in your life, because you're in my memory.

Love actually...is when there is no genie in the bottle to bring me to you or fairy godmother to make my wish come true but I can dream, and when I dream I'm there with you.

Love actually…is when only words could have described my love for you…With each passing day and each passing night I wish, if only words could have described…

Love actually…is when I know that I may be innocent to know what love is, I may not show it to you. I may not love you the way it should be, but am always willing to love you the way I understand it.

Love actually…is knowing you are busy, but still expecting that out of 1440 minutes of the day, you’ll take out a minute to remember me.

Love actually…is when someone asked, define ‘love’? And I just closed my eyes and remembered ‘YOU’ for a while.

Love actually…is when the sparkle in your eyes and your reassuring smile bared out my soul to you, and still I don’t know why.

Love actually…is when every time it’s just a simple thought about you that keeps me falling in love with you.

Love actually…is every moment...I wonder, if you are thinking of me too...

Love actually…is something…that makes me feel, you are somewhere near...

Love actually…is every night...I wish, on the shining star...that the new dawn will bring us closer still...

Love actually…is everyday...when I wait, for a call... or a simple note.

Love actually…is when I know I don’t have a chance, but I just wanted to hear an angel talk.

Love actually…is when I feel, I should tell you every day ‘I Love You’ because you are perfect everyday.

Love actually…is when I’m jealous of the people you ever hugged…’coz for a moment they held my world…

Love actually…is when I say ‘I Like You’ but I mean ‘I Love You’!!!

Love actually…is when…

Love actually…

Love…