Category: happiness


Dear stranger

I don’t know your name, so its kind of weird writing a letter to you. Yet I thought of giving it a try, for I know you wouldn’t mind a little weird. Its been a while now since I have started thinking about you. Many a times I think of you, here next to me, spending time with me…. Other times I think how you would be like, would you be tall or short, dark or pale… Would you like music or movies or coffee or drives….

Then all of a sudden I find myself smiling at the thoughts of you… You holding me… Talking to me… And time just passing away. Me stealing your fries and you fighting me for the last bits of popcorn… I see us wrestling for the remote but settling for the lamest of movies cause hey! who’s watching the movie anyway.

I think of you on full moon nights and imagine long drives, echoes of laughter, crappy jokes and senseless conversations of martians, pen fights and WWE favourites. Once in a while i play with the crazy thought of crossing your mind as a stranger once in a while, catching you off guard.

Its funny that even though you are not here, sometimes the very thought of you helps me through. I hope you would not mind that I have used you as an excuse many a times to save myself from boring meet-ups and awkward conversations. You would know what i mean when you meet a few people i know. Heads Up!!

I have thought of crossing your path unknowingly a million times. Having wondered which face in the crowd is yours. I’ve thought of endless sunday afternoons spent in discussions over lazy eat-in options and Netflix scrolls we might dive into.

Its past one, and look at me …. All awake writing to you…
Hoping that one day you’ll read this letter and know that you’ve always been there….. Even when me were miles away…. Or even when we were just a heartbeat away.

I read a quote once that “your prince charming is on his way, he has just lost his way and is too proud to ask for directions” So i am hoping that by now you have turned on your GPS and are slowly edging towards me…. Dont worry about me cause i will still be here, watching those movies where the endings are happy …. Where the love returns…  still reading the books which end with the long lost hug… oh that hug!!

So my dearest, the day we meet… Ill peep in to you… In the hope to find even a small glimpse of me… You will have a warm conversation and a long lost evening waiting for you at the porch.

Until you find me, until we see each other again, sending you all my love and heart….

Always yours



Those seven days…….

seven days of romance, seven days of caring, seven days of hope , seven days of bliss…………… lucky are those who have a hand to hold, heart to care for and love to receive……. lucky are those who have that someone who is there to love, to care, to laugh and to cry, to hug and to hold, in darkness and in light, in despair and in health……

but for some… these are the seven days of loneliness, the seven days of hope, the seven days of walking alone, the seven days to wish…..

hoping that u were here