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Sometimes people loose their reason.
Like, we all have that one reason.
Our reason to get up in the morning and go back to sleep to dream about it. Our reason to be okay and take care of ourselves.
We all have that one reason we keep on surviving.

Well, sometimes we loose that reason.

And that's when we need reminders.

Like this post.
A reminder of what you mean to somebody and a reminder that 'bestfriend' seems too short of a tag when they're talked about.
A reminder of how much they matter and how much they not being there affects somebody.

People need reminders.

Like a friend of mine needs one right now.

She needs to be reminded that her people love her even if they don't tell her. She needs to be reminded that her people miss her even if they don't miss her.
She needs to be reminded that she has been fought over and people have fought their way to talk to her.
She needs to be reminded that she's our sun and even if her clouds cover her most of the time, she still is our sun.
She needs to be reminded that she's stupid for thinking her people don't love her.

Also, she needs to be reminded of her best friend.
And how her best friend needs her to believe that every thing is going to be alright.
And how her best friend needs her to smile because pouting is a fading fashion.
And how her best friend wants to tell her that she loves her.

People do need reminders.
Reminders of the fact that they're not forgotten and that they're loved and they're needed.

Also, birthday in fourteen days, love.

Tandoori Chicken Sandwhich

And it's a little stupid. And it's a little weird and it's a little wrong. 

But then, I don't care if it's wrong or stupid or weird because it makes sense to me in ways nothing can. 

I mean, I see you with a newspaper in your hands on the right side of the bed when I wake up. 

And I see you coming late from work and getting me a quilt because I slept while I waited. 

I even see you struggling to find your tie even when it's right in front of you. 

I see you going out for office trips and me picking up at the Airport, every time. 

And I see us playing PS3 in boxers and drinking beer when the kids are asleep. 

I see us going out for Ice cream at 3 am only because I'm on my period. 

And I see us going out on vacations and not leaving the hotel room. *raising eyebrows*

I see you every where,

I see you in my smile and whenever I wear Kajal and every time I see a married couple. 

I see you when I wake up because you're not on the right side. 

I see you when I don't want to have dinner because you won't let me do that after we're married. 

I see you when I have too much to drink because I only want to come home to you after that. 

I told you, it's stupid. 

But I want to more than just see you. 

I want to close buttons for you and kiss you in elevators. 

I know that's a long time away. But then, that's going to be okay. 

Because, the best things in life are always worth waiting for. 

Is it?

When I was little, I always feared loosing my favorite toy. I always thought of loosing it one day and I dreaded that moment. Then I grew up a little, and I started to fear loosing people. Then when I turned into a teenager, I started to fear loosing myself. 

While I sat there being afraid of the worst case scenarios, I forgot to enjoy the best case scenarios. 

I forgot to appreciate the time I had with my favorite toy, my favorite person and my favorite version of myself. 

It's no way to live life. Being scared? 

Screw that. 

They say, "All the good things come to an end.". 

We don't know when and it's something we cannot help.

But what you can do or change is how fast or how slow will it end. 

So imagine this, will you be a brave mother and give your baby essence of nightshade to give him an easy death? Or will you sit there and watch him scream to death just to get a few more moments with him. 

It's all going to be over one day. Either you're going to die soon and leave things undone or you'll live to sit on the porch with a glass of wine alone. 

Either you're going to stand up and do something about the things you don't like or you'll be the stubborn idiot you are and not give a rat's ass about things. 

Either you watch someone you love die or you die before they do and give them the pain you saved yourself. 

Every relationship and friendship is going to end and it's going to hurt. 

But the question my friend, is that Is it worth fighting for? 

Is it? 

A midnight's request.

I don't like you not being there. I don't like it when I need you and you're nit there. I don't like it when I call you and you don't pick up. I don't like that you're so far away. I don't like that I can't have you. I don't like the fact that touching you feels wrong. I don't like the fact that loving you feels wrong.

I don't like a lot of things.

I don't like how you know so much about me.

I don't like how can tell something's wrong with me even before I know it.

I don't like how you can tell so many things from my voice. I don't like that you love me so much. I don't like how I think I can never do anything that will make me deserve you. I don't like that you're so amazing. I don't like how you fit into the prince charming perfectly.

You say, it's going to be alright.

I know that's true. But I want to skip to that part. I want alright. Now.

Every day when you're not here, it makes me feel bad.

Every day when I can't hug you, it makes me feel like I missed something.

Like, I missed a daily chore.

I love you. And I hate that I can't show you how much.

I don't like a lot of things.

And out of all the things I don't like, my favorite dislike happens to be you.

Of days..

Of days when things didn't seem to work out,

To the realization that pretence only makes you want to shout.

Of days when pouts are preferred over smiles,

To the realization that there's only one person who will make you want to walk a thousand miles.

Of days when love seems to be as lovely as coffee on a sad winter evening,

To the realization that saying is easier than being.

Of days when you miss the school van,

To the realization that some stories don't end as beautifully as they began.

Of days when you think maybe it's too late to make amends,

To the realization that being stupid is better than pretence.

Of days when things seem to fall apart,

To the realization that life's problems don't come on an a la carte.

Of days when writing poems all day do you no good,

To the realization that not all thieves are robin-hoods.

Of days when looking in the mirror makes you feel as miserable as a cake that wouldn't hold together,

To the realization that nothing in this world or nobody in your life is going to be as beautiful as forever.  <3

Hello thereeeeeee =D

Hello there best friend,
First things first, I hate you more than I hate milk and you're an obnoxious little bitch.
Secondly, you have really big eyes and you're a little fascinating. {People say that.}
It's really easy to love you which explains why I have been doing that for the last 6 years. But important thing is, you're my best friend.
Like, my BEST friend and no you are not going to be there to help me to move the corpse from the living room floor if I ever kill a person.
You are never going to let me reach that point of paranoid. Because that is what you do. Save me from screwing up.
One more thing, everybody say you look beautiful when you smile so you have to keep doing that for the rest of your life.
Warna itni ghatiya shakal ko koi bhaav nahi dega na jaani. :*
You have to be there for me because I have no options in being there for you and you always say, it's a give and take relationship. I miss our walks because the government school road seems to bring out our emotions in a very weird and strange way but that's okay right?
Because we are weird and strange.
Not in the Meredith Grey's dark and twisty way but in  a "We start crying whenever because of no reason at all" way.
It's been a long while since I've been seeing your face almost everyday and I don't know why I feel even the first quarter isn't over.
We have a long way to go.
Opening our library and getting married to buying baby clothes together and I don't know what makes me so sure but you're going to be by my side till the day I am laying in some lousy hospital bed and telling you which white suit to wear for my funeral.
Yeah, I know it's a little too sweet which totally means I have to be a bitch for an entire week to compensate but it's your birthday month so I really do not see that happening.

9 days, favorite bitch :*

Birthday, baby :*

"Dear Someone/Mr.Stubbron/Mr.RedTie/Chinchu/Laalu/Sadu/SadiShakal/Arpan/Mallu/www.Com/L.N/Ted,
I really don't know how to not wish you. But I still won't. 
Maybe because there's no need of me wishing you. Or maybe because you didn't wish me. Or maybe because you majorly suck.
I tried texting you. I tried calling you.
But, I figured, things are just not the same anymore.
And then I thought, maybe I should still wish you.  Because it's never too late to change.
But I guess, this is how we are and maybe this is how we will always be now.
This is not a birthday blog because I don't think I should write you one.
Maybe because I don't want you to think that I still care.
You know even though there have always been a lot of maybes in our story, there was always one thing I was certain of.
And that thing is that you'll always be somebody I'll care for.
Even if the love ends, even if I move on.
I possibly cannot stop caring for you.
Because all this while, you have been there.
Even if there were a little commas in between, I never really saw a full stop.

Happy birthday, haramkhor.
I'll always be sorry for all that I did to you and I'll be angry for all that you did to me.

And yet, I'll always be greatfull to all the things we did to each other.  (IYKWIM.)

Take care. :*
Yours,
Moti/Wish/Lakshita/Saand/Bhais/MotherDairy/Pagal.