More than that.

Because the stars don't shine. They do a lot more.
Just like everything cannot be seen from the shore.
The waves don't flow. They do a lot more than that.
Everything cannot be seen from the start.

The mother who's been there since forever.
Do you realise, what she's done and how much she's worked?
The father whose work has kept him away from the people he loves.
Do you realise, how much he regrets every moment he couldn't have with you?

These people don't just care. They do a lot more.
You need to look closer. And you'll see what's in store. 
She isn't there only to cook your food. She's worth a lot more.
He isn't there just to earn money. He wished to do a lot more than that.

Things aren't how they look.
The cover won't tell you what's inside the book.
See more than what can be seen. 
And you'll be more than what you've ever been. 

It's not always about the what you can see.
Green leaves don't give shelter, it's actually the tree.
Look inside the eyes and maybe you'll realise.
The good.  The bad. The truth. The lies. 

Mom, Dad.  This one's for you.
Because things haven't been going so good. But I'm sorry and I promise I'll be back. 
I miss you people too. 
Love. 
Wish XOXO

Countdowns V/S Chocolates♥

Inne three days time, I am turning 15.
And honestly,  I suddenly feel so important, you know!
7 people are doing the countdown for my birthday and it feels weird. 
I am mean, I have never been SO loved.
And while I see all of it happening, I start wondering...
Are they only being nice to me because it's my birthday in 3 days or do they actually love me so much?
I don't know!
You know, somehow, everything's changing. 
I am apologising to so many people and they are forgiving me without a thought!
Can this actually be real?
Every one is being the best of themselves but I don't fucking like it!
Nandini is putting up photos with me everyday and just when that seemed less, she started updating my solo pictures on instagram with another countdown!
I mean, whatsapp could've sufficed.
And honestly this is weird. 
I don't like being so loved, you know. 
I never was the "Make me feel important.", "Prove your love to me." type. 
Rather, I enjoy being annoyed and irritated by some crazy berserks.
Even in all the relationships I have ever been in, I always liked having the funny and playfull kind of relationship.
One in which I could hit him and he could slap me back.
And one, in which I could call him anytime of the day and say "Oye, Haramkhor!  Yaad nahi aati!"
And one, in which he could tell me anytime while we're talking, "Saali velli, bohot ho gaye dramme! Ab sone de. Uthna hai mujhe kal!"
That is how I feel loved. 
I don't like when people remind me that they love me and constantly show how much they care for me.
That is the fucking problem with the world. They never get what I want.
And the ones who do understand what I want, are the ones who either are out of my life already or the ones who don't even exist.

Anyways my point is, you can't tell someone you love them by updating statuses, posting photos, holding countdowns for their birthdays. 
You can only make them realize how much they mean to you by the simple acts of making them feel like family, telling them anything that's on you mind without a second thought and maybe giving them chocolates. 
Because hey! Everybody loves chocolates, right! ;)

So everyone who's trying to make me feel loved since the past week, I just want to say that I appreciate the thought, but you sure need to know me a little more.
And yeah, the dailouge "Oye haramin! 3 din hain birthday ko. Zyada dimaag ke ghode na daudaiyo ki mai kya doonga. Party pe aaunga na, usse hi meherbaani samajhiyo. Chal ab zyada ud mat, happy birthday in advance!  :*"
Would knock me off my feet way more than "Aww, I love you so much bith, 3DAYS TO GO LOVE!" would.

Then again, thanks Countdowners♥

AND YEAH. One more thing! 
3Days.3Days.3Days. 
Laku's gonna be fifteen. ♥
OH YEAH!  OH YEAH!  OH YEAH!  =D