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This moment

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Oh what I would give,
to bottle up this moment,
Seal it with a kiss,
and keep it forever.

Turn it into a potion,
to drink on my rainy days,
when you aren’t there
right by my side.

Oh, what I would do,
to have this love drug,
in the form of happy pills,
with little smiley faces.

For love such as this
deserves to be kept,
for the days when
we feel sad or old.

So take my kisses
and my hugs,
wrap them in paper
to keep them safe.

Use it wisely,
ration them well
that way I’ll always be the one
to get you through your days.


Written by priya.balraju

November 27, 2009 at 3:47 am

Posted in Love


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Just got back from Shanghai at 12mn on Monday. So exhausted, but omg it was a great holiday. We looked like this every single night, cause alcohol there is so cheap. The weather was really sucky at first, but then the sun came up (: and that was good too. I’ll blog about this again, I feel like I could write a little Shanghai guide because there’s really so much to do and even more to drink (:

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November 25, 2009 at 1:32 pm

Posted in Holiday

I’ll find my way home

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After you get to know people, like really know them, you begin to see them for who they really are. Their vulnerabilities, their fears, their scars, it only makes them real.

And only when you see them like that, you can truly say that you know them. Everything before that was just foreplay, just interaction on the surface. Not completely meaningless, but not very meaningful either.

How many people know you like that, as compared to the number of people who know who you are? Now you know why you can never get rid of these people, they are so fucking hard to find.

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November 9, 2009 at 12:34 am

Posted in Personal

Take me higher

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I’ve finished all my exams, so I’m done with school. No more classes, no more projects, no more exams, its just left me with LOTS OF TIME. And I haven’t been doing the things I usually do after my papers, like clean my wardrobe, table, shelves. I’ve just been hanging out with people and watching 6 Feet Under. Another thing I’ve been doing a lot of is thinking.

The last quarter of this year has been a rather bad one, three of my close friends had friends who passed away. Another’s grandma had a heart attack. My grand aunty had two heart attacks, and today she cannot undergo bypass surgery which she was scheduled for because her kidneys are too weak. I know she’s strong and that she’ll get better, but when she had that second heart attack, my home was in such chaos.

Life is so fucking precious ay? Death is inevitable, and somehow life goes on, but that doesn’t make it any easier.

I’ve begun to think that we need to set our priorities straight. Somethings in life should always be more important then others. People you love should mean more then anything else, and its important to keep these people close.

So that one day, when I am gone, people around me will know that I lived my life in a way that I considered to be full. That I loved enough to leave a mark in the hearts of those I consider important. That I had no regrets, because I pursued opportunities that were presented to me and that I was happy.

People always say good things about the souls that have passed, censoring the bad. Perhaps we should all be aiming to be the good things that we want people to say about us, and fuck the bad. I don’t care about the people I don’t consider important. There comes a point in your life when you are able to distinguish the people you care about from the people you should be cordial with.

I’ve learnt how to tell them apart and I’ve decided that I don’t give a fuck about them, life’s too short for shit like that. So say I love u as often as you can, hold them close, hug them goodbye and kiss them goodnight. Being reassured that you are loved is something that you will never tire of.

Written by priya.balraju

November 7, 2009 at 11:01 pm

Posted in Family, Friends, Love, Personal