Raw Heart


Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Love is a confusion baby, You'll never hide.
Life was an attraction baby, but you never tried.

Camouflaged Truth

I prayed wid pure n pious heart to almighty god when i was young, and he lovingly sprinkled all his love n kindness on me. Thts how i grow up. I felt like some princess with most loving parents who did everything to see me happy.

Now im in age when my prayers r some mean n feminine. Like they as girls grow young cute dreams of chocolates n doll s r transformed in something solely different. I dreamt of a prince first. He was handsome in his own way. He was rich, seemed to be mannered and loved his image in public. I was flattered. But when I approached him, he appeared to be another shady and monotonous thing which i abhored. I felt bad and sad. I stopped dreaming, BUT that for a while. Again those rosy dreams and long wait of MY man. It was all over wid maturity replacing that cuteness of age. I again prayed to god. And this time prayer was earnest. I asked him -

* Find me a man..who is man enough to truly love the woman who is worth him..and i shall love him forever *


This took a long, very long time for god to think n decide. I waited patiently. Then came a day and accidently in my gloomy/dark days i met a usual, handsome knight accidently . He offered me his hand to cross through an ocean called life. I was not sure at that time. But it kept nagging me and besides being reluctant i wasnt able too keep him off my mind. God is great. He never shows direct path but left u guessing n thinking wid smart hints. I picked them smartly too n said YES to that rational headed man. He thought of me as some naive usual next door girl. But gradually i made him understand that -

I'm a little bit of everything all rolled into one
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
So take me as I am
This may mean you'll have to be a stronger man

I'm a goddess on my knees
When your hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive

He accepted wid all grace and with wide open arms. Life was like some bliss after that. Days passed and it got intense. The initial days of a relationship bring with them a heady feeling- the giddiness of unbridled joy, the adrenaline rush of discovery. You are at your best, thrilled to have found that someone you longed for.

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As the dust settles, some relationships become boringly monotonous and some gloriously wonderful.
What would you rather have? The initial phases- lots of times; or run the risk of either the relationship going sour, and your memories about it bitter?