Shells in the heart

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She was busy making something out of that one dollar note, perhaps an origami that she learnt years ago. Are you trying to make a heart shape out of the note? he asked.

Just like a small kid reacting after been caught for stealing candies, she pursed her lips trying to hide her embarrassment. She wonder how he could do that all the time, the way he weaves all the thoughts that have been occupying her scattered mind. Ironic still, he kept saying ‘I can’t read your mind; you seem to build walls around you’

There’s a familiar song playing on the background but she couldn’t recall the exact title of the song. That strains her thoughts not being able to recall the title of the song even though she could remember the lyrics by heart.  The noise from the crowds doesn’t help much making her to get back those hands to work on that one dollar again.

She lowered down her gaze, pretending to concentrate on the note and not his eyes. Those eyes do wonders, makes her feel like a glowing princess with a crystal crown. What makes her to turn back to him for everything, just like the way the moon encircles the Earth, her footsteps follows wherever his shadow goes. Perhaps this is what love is all about. Maybe this is what all the poets are trying to convey in their words. Finally everything started to make sense, all those tales written by man. The sweet melancholic feeling when it comes to love. Maybe this is what written in all the romantic books that’s struggling to be given a space in her wardrobe. Love always has a way to attract the crowds.

This feeling is like collecting shells along the seashore. She knew time is running out, in fact the future of both of them to be together seems vague. She needs to find as much shells as she could to be kept in a lovely Pandora box, shoved under the bed and to be opened only when no one is around. That’s how she see this moment as, too precious to not pay attention to it.

The sound of a fork been drop forced her thoughts to come back to the present moment .She wants to make a heart shape out of the note and give it to him. She wants him to keep that heart shape note as her remembrance. But then, her hands kept on failing her. She found him looking at her clumsy hands which are battling to make a perfect heart shape out of the note. That makes her feel vulnerable; she can’t seem to do anything when those eyes watch every movement of hers.

She gives up on the note and passed the crumpled note back to him. Maybe this could be a sign, maybe both of them are never meant to be together after all. Maybe he shouldn’t keep anything that reminds him of her. That’s how paranoid she is, she always look out for a sign, silent hints that God bestowed upon them.

‘You are just too pious,P.I.O.U.S’she remember him stressing out the word by spelling it for her. How could this happen, a strong believer and a logic thinker to be attracted towards each other? Again, maybe this is what love is all about.

Out of a sudden, he breaks the silence. He furrowed his brows and ask her what she thinks about him and what makes her to fall for him.

‘Don’t ask me these questions, because I just have no answer for it. It just happens’ she said even though she wants to say so much but she knew words not helping her at all. She can’t express much verbally. It’s one of her flaws. If he asks her to pen down her thoughts, maybe it will reach more than a thousand pages.

‘Maybe you just admire me for who I am, maybe this could just be a plain attraction’ he kept presenting her with facts and logic. He’s an open thinker, he believes in reasons and consequences. He questions the rules set by the world. But whenever the brain takes over his heart, he’s prone to hurt her even more. And when the feeling she has for him been countered with logics, she will be silent and let her tears to take over instead.

This is how it goes all the time. Her expression will slowly soften his heart. The tears will bring him back to her. Just in a split of seconds, his heart will slowly regains its place and he knew this little girl with sparkling eyes adores him so much and it soothes him.

Sometimes,knowing that someone loves you  so much could bring tears. And so he will shed some tears for the love of his life. How could he doubt her true love when her heart has already nested softly under his roof…..and this is how it always ends all the time….

P.S: [Im back]..miss being here so muchhhh...

Falling for you

Hey folks, this story has nothing to do with anyone alive or dead. It is merely a fiction and I do expect some rotten tomatoes thrown at me as soon as you’ve finished reading (in case you finish reading) but since this is a virtual world, I am safe, but please try not to send me hate mails, because I wont be bothered to answer them :P..anyway have fun reading 

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Yes, she’s the one, the kajal eyed girl that still makes my heart beat even though five years had passed since the last day I saw her. Well for someone who already resides in your heart forever, five years is just a matter of seconds. There’s not even a slight change in her from the first moment I laid my eyes on her but there were some doubts racing through my mind “ Will she remember this Vasu, or will she even recognize me?I still remember the first day I saw her. The moments were clearly imprinted on my mind; some memories are just too stubborn to get off your mind even after you had chased it out several times. It returns back unashamedly but each time it leaves, it left a smile!

I was feeling really nervous that day but my parents were so over the moon, the fact that I fail to understand till to date. How can they be extremely happy when they are sending off their one and only son to a land totally alien to their soft-hearted son? They coaxed me to enter this university which they regard as one of the top universities in the world but even the realisation of setting my foot to a place faraway from home clearly brings discomfort to my intestines and the whole other internal organs inside my body as well. They don’t understand the fear that I have inside me and parting away from my lifelines and being independent is seriously freaking the hell out of me!

I am different. I am the type of boys that easily falls prey to big, hulky boys at school. I am the type of boys that carry handkerchief wherever I go as I catch a cold easily. Girls look at me weirdly as if I should be avoided at any cost and I am one of the boys that will be cleaning the pukes of first-timer drunken teenagers during prom nights. I am weak inside and out. I thought my parents were making the biggest mistake in their entire life by sending me here but I never knew then that their decision will eventually carve a beautiful path in my journey of life.

After bidding a tearful goodbye to my parents, I headed on to login into my hostel room, and it seems like the other two boys that will accompanying me for the next four years were out and I quickly sneak out of the room with the hope that I will not be confronting them for at least two more days and besides that I have a class to attend!

After several rounds of embarrassing myself by entering the wrong class, finally I’ve managed to reach the right one! Department of Chemical Engineering stood proudly in front of me and I could feel there’s a pour of excitement in me after managing to find the right faculty!

With a heavy backpack and a trembled heart, I make my first move into the class; the students were busy filling up the empty seats. I aimed an empty seat at the corner of the room and I walked toward it silently praying that the seat will not be taken till I made my way move over there. That is the perfect corner seat for me.The strategy was well drawn on my mind, I will get the sit and nobody will notice me at all for the next 2 hours of lecture. It saves a whole load of headache trying to make friends with some bunch of people with crooked neurons. While slowly executing my strategy I wasn’t aware that they were a pair of legs that’s planning to topple me down once I reach its territory.

I heard a loud bang and I saw myself lying on the floor overwhelmed with my back pack on top of my back and accompanied with some thoughts on my mind  “ Damn it Vasu, how can you be so professional at this? Well, it’s a great start for the first day, you will certainly go far’’

Simultaneously with the sound of own body smashing the floor I heard the ever famous giggles and laughter from the fellow students or should I say the jerks that I would be spending my four more years here. 


Amidst the ocean of condemning and laughter I saw a hand reaching out for me, a delicate hand with some glass bangles around the wrist. I reached for her hand and she helps me to get up.I wear my cracked glasses and looked up at her to convey my appreciation, but i couldn't move my lips because that moment I felt as though a hurricane had just invaded my heart but this one doesn't leave my heart barren instead small little beautiful flowers had just begun to grow. This is how I saw her for the first time.

P.S : Will it be continued? I have no idea!!!


okay folks 3...2.. and 1..here you go...and you may include rotten eggs too 

First Love

Sometimes I just could not control my feeling.I get jealous easily over the fortune of others.Why am I behaving in this way?It's not that I'm lacking in anything. Overall,I can raise my own collar by proclaiming myself as an A graded student,studying in of the prestigious university in my country.

On top of the list,I have the best mom in the world..who is willing to sacrifice anything for me but yet it seems that I don't have the contentment of living.

There are some things that I could not control in my life.

At the age of 18,I fall in love with a guy...and it changed my life forever.

I fall in love very fast and it just lasted for less that 10 months..
But I can certainly assure myself  that those moments will never come back.I can never feel the same love in my life.
What more you can say about your first love???

It started as as the typical story..Boy meets girl,I was 18,excited about being in a co-ed school after spending 11 years in all girls school.
It was totally a new world and this guy stood out from the rest.
What makes him so?? You may ask!!
But till now,I myself seems to not know the answer.
Certainly the 10 month puppy love story ended in a very disappointing way.

We decided to go our separate ways...but it changed the way I view the world
I'm no longer the sweet,demure and quite girl that I used to be three years ago
My whole personality changed,I became more independent ,confident and bold.

I can easily shout at anyone who get into my nerves.
I'm no longer someone who thinks about what other people thing when you wore a shirt that is not ironed
and I started to hate guys even more especially when I kept on falling for the wrong guy and even worse when a guy that i liked started to fall for my bestie.( Believe me,that could be the worst feeling that you could ever had)

Sometime I wish I could return back,and make up for all the mistakes..

But this is life,You screwed up.You learn from the mistake. Repeat
The cycle goes on!!

P.S: Sometimes, I think about you..the first person whom broke my heart.
I hope you had found your other half..but just wanna tell you,that I havent...(so far.:P)
I glad that I found you,because of you I tasted love...