18.11.08

Some songs, sometimes make so much sense. Like they were written for you.

Dido - White Flag

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you, Or tell you that.But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder Or return to where we were
I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be
I know I left too much mess and destruction to come back again And I caused nothing but trouble I understand if you can't talk to me again And if you live by the rules of "it's over" then I'm sure that that makes sense
I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet Which I'm sure we will All that was thereWill be there still I'll let it pass And hold my tongue And you will think That I've moved on....
I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be
I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be
I will go down with this ship And I won't put my hands up and surrender There will be no white flag above my door I'm in love and always will be

15.11.08

Hope!

The other day, I met an old friend. She had recently broken up with the man she loved for 4 years and still loves. Why they broke up? Family pressures. I know. It’s weird that even today such problems exist. That a girl or a guy has to wait, look both sides, and only then proceed or just retreat.

Their love was one of those beautiful stories one would like to hear. One that made people believe that they were newly in love every time they saw them. Long distance, late nights, early mornings. Love for them, saw no barrier. Not once, have I heard either of them complain about the other. Crib about what she had done or he had not done.

She once told me that with him, love had just one meaning. And that was being happy. Tears did make friendly appearances. But only at the thought of losing him. And that haunted her quite often. Little did she know that it was bound to happen one day.

Seeing her in the state she was, I began wondering how unfair the world is. Where she has to see the guy she loves so dearly walk away with another woman. And he has to see some other guy fulfill the promises he made to her someday. Helplessness. Frustration. And above all, the love that’s still alive within them made life miserable!

And what can anyone do anything now? It’s a whole lot of new people involved. But I know for one, the love she has for her guy is beyond comparison. No matter what the world tells her or shows her, she would stick by her choice. Although she feels and is forced to believe that he has moved on. And she knows it’s too late to catch up, leaning back and watching the show is not what she wants to do.

She’s sure of her love. Sure that there’s none other in the world who’d love him as dearly as she does. And that’s what keeps her going. And she wishes he understands it someday. She knows he does still. But is forced to turn a blind eye. She hopes that one day he’ll choose to see. Only what he wants to. And not what the world wants him to.