Thoughts of the Worm

A Crow preyed on the only egg layed by the pigeon in my empty flower pot! It stealthily took it away... all  took place in the blink of an eyelid. I was damn angry at the crow. Felt like strangling it. I was mad at the pigeon for laying an egg in a flower pot !! Later I realized I like crows, independent of the fact that they target the weaker ones. I like pigeons too-no one so innocent and sweet.. and oh so unclean, like them ;) Just because someone you love does things against your wishes or is unlike you, doesnt mean you stop loving them :) There.... another chapter learnt. Just remembered a quote I'd read somewhere .. At first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. What we should fear and dread instead is that we won't stop loving them, even after they are dead and gone.

Cinderella, why do you wish to be like anyone else? You are fine by yourself. People notice you because you are different Cinderella, why do you wish to be pretty? What you have is called inner beauty I’m not giving you my pity Cinderella, Why don’t you stand up to those snobs? They are garbage compared to you The people who rob End up blue Cinderella, Why don’t you take what’s yours? And not just dust either Stop doing those chores Cinderella, Why don’t you go out? Not as a maid but who you really are Go a different route You will shine like a star Cinderella, why don’t you let the beauty out? The prince will like you for you Go out and about Forget the glass shoe Cinderella, why don’t you forget its midnight? Show the prince who you really are You wont win without a fight I’m telling you shine like star Be yourself not someone else.

Overtime: If you are in a 9-5 job, and your man goes to office from 11am-11pm, you have to do Overtime. Meaning, you sleep late, get up early.. make food after you get home (even if you have had the toughest day in your life, first cook his food). Food : As much as he might be OK with you not knowing how to cook, he expects you will learn and make him some good food, if not as good as his moms (never will be), atleast something edible. Food changes everything : His mood, his feelings for you, his opinion of you. Believe me, EVERYTHING. His friends/ your friends : become 'Our Friends' "Commitment" : the word that scares him the most in the English dictionary. The 2-faced man: as much as he likes you to be 'western' in your clothing, he would Really prefer the traditional girl in you. The Kid: Men will always be boys. They don't grow up..EVER. Appreciate his brilliance from time to time: Men like to be appreciated for their ideas/ methods / conversations / a...

I love you, but am not your lover. I care for you, but I'm not from your family. I am ready to share your pain, but I'm not in your blood relation. I am, your Friend . True Friend scolds like a Dad. Cares like a Mom. Teases like a Sister. Irritates like a Brother. And finally, loves you more than a lover.

My mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students & teachers to support the family. There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school one of my classmates said, "eeeee, your mom only has one eye!" I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. I confronted her that day and said, "If you're only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?" My mom did not respond... I didn't even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted her out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy...

It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 a.m ., when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am. I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him look at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife. I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer' s Disease . As we talked, I asked ...

And want it to Last Forever... True to myself? I know nothing of True, Real, Passionate Love. I've either loved hopelessly without being loved back, or been loved more than I thought any person could be loved, yet not loved the person back. But then I watch a couple of movies, hear a couple of songs, and go on with the small yet common knowledge of love that has happened in my life which I actually know of.