Friday, June 17, 2011

My Baby Doll

A part of me, now apart from me
That's my Baby Doll


She makes me cry, makes me laugh
Makes me feel above the world
Destined to conquer this competitive race
Joyous, Flamboyant, Inane as I can see
That's my Baby Doll


Taught me to cheer, pointing my strength
An epitome of life in hassle days
Pouted her grief & pain in front of me
I'm indulgent, I'm entrusted
'Cause That's my Baby Doll


Changed the mundane life to rustic
Sanctifies her beauty of friendship
I'm lucky to have her here
A myriad thanks to you
My Baby Doll
~Smita

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Random Thoughts


Life is indeed a mystery, when it shows different open doors and when it slams it on your face you never know. A perfect roller-coaster ride as people say. But for me it changes its meaning because of the occurrences and people. The one I met leaves few traits in me which are unique as they are. I try to figure out similarity but end up extracting their true quality which are different from others. Casting the differences. Little acts, behavior are so picky and strange that they stays in my heart. Its like even the presence of the person is not there any other person acting the same drowns back the unique quality of the person I know. Fragrance is the other things which makes me believe that person is near to heart. Suddenly the memories are fresh and as if that very day is a day old.That's how memory are stored in life. You never know what you will thing the next second it might retrace you back or portray you the future. But living in present is what life teaches us. Though indeed realizing the lessons of life is tough an tougher to implement.
~Smita