Archive for January, 2008

Trip.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 21, 2008 by meera

Don’t fall.
Don’t fall.
Don’t fall.
Easy now. 

Can’t think of a title. (inspired)

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 18, 2008 by meera

Recently, as calm as my life may seem on the surface, it has been a huge whirlwind.
I’m having increasing difficulty trying to articulate myself.
I need the sun, the sand and the sea.

(Throw in a glass of sparkling wine, please.)

Uninvited

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 16, 2008 by meera

Like anyone would be
I am flattered by your fascination with me
Like any hot blooded woman
I have simply wanted an object to crave
But you’re not allowed
You’re uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Must be strangely exciting
To watch the stoic squirm
Must be somewhat heartening
To watch shepard meet shepard
But you’re not allowed
You’re uninvited
An unfortunate slight

Like any uncharted territory
I must seem greatly intriguing
You speak of my love like
You have experienced like mine before
But this is not allowed
You’re uninvited
An unfortunate slight

I don’t think you unworthy
I need a moment to deliberate

– Alanis Morissette

Protected: Please & Yes.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 10, 2008 by meera

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All the Love in the World

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 8, 2008 by meera

As one may notice, my posts are becoming increasingly sappy and wistful. As I’ve mentioned many times in my writing, some songs seem to take the words right out of your mouth, and your heart. And for the moment, this is it:

I’m not looking for someone to talk to
I’ve got my friend, I’m more than O.K.
I’ve got more than a girl could wish for
I live my dreams but it’s not all they say
Still I believe (I’m missing) I’m missing something real
I need someone who really sees me…

(Don’t wanna wake…) Don’t wanna wake up alone anymore
Still believing you’ll walk through my door
All I need is to know it’s for sure
Then I’ll give… all the love in the world

I’ve often wondered if love’s an illusion
Just to get you through the loneliest days
I can’t criticize it
I have no hestitaion
My imagination just stole me away
(Still…) Still I believe
(I’m missing) I’m missing something real
I need someone who really sees me…

(Don’t wanna wake…) Don’t wanna wake up alone anymore
Still believing you’ll walk through my door
All I need is to know it’s for sure
Then I’ll give… all the love in the world

Love’s for a lifetime not for a moment
So how could I throw it away
Yeah I’m only human
And nights grow colder
With no-one to love me that way
Yeah I need someone who really sees me…

(Don’t wanna wake…) And i won’t wake up alone anymore
Still believing you’ll walk through my door
You’ll reach for me and I’ll know it’s for sure
Then I’ll give all the love in the world
(Don’t wanna wake up alone anymore…)

The Corrs, All the Love in the World.

Looking for Love Looking for Me.

Posted in Archive - All Entries on January 4, 2008 by meera

I actually typed out half a post on weddings and marriages and then something else hit me.
These past few months, love has come looking for me. Well, loves and the likes (no pun intended), I guess.
And I realised something. While I am looking for the right person, my heart is shut and my brain goes into logic overdrive.
I tried to open up, but then it blows up in my face.
So I’m back to being an emotional hermit.
And then when it looks like I’m on to something, I get totally paranoid and anxious and look for every means and reasons to run away. I’m terrified of getting hurt again.

The cliches fly into my head easily. It’s better to have loved and lost than never having loved at all. The course of true love never ran smooth… etc etc. But once you’ve been through very rough patches, it is much, much easier said than done. Of course this is a problem for me. Given the fact that I actually want to settle down in the next 2-3 years the most, in my own planner in my head, there is just enough time to get to know somebody well and plan things out. (Or yes, there’s always the arranged option.) Of course one can have grand plans in one’s head, but in the end, it’s pretty much up to luck and timing.

I can’t be a commitment phobe. I can’t be a love phobe either. I am at my best in commitment and in love, I think. It’s my element. hahaha jeez. I don’t know what I am even typing this out. I have my life planned out in my head, and looking for someone to share it with with all the emotional ups and downs is starting to get a little complex. It’s the age. It’s the freaking age. I’m going to stop typing. And I’m off.