Dark Chocolates

Dear..er..insensitive 2012, As i look back at you I wanna say am thankful .. Thanks for being rough.. I mean thanks for testing my patience.. Ofcourse i lost my cool many times But still thanks for letting me know i don't have any patience Thanks for making me realize.. Love is not as it always seems to be in movies Thanks for letting me know Mistakes teach  us how to do things right the next time Thanks for the suffering As i used to be a high and crazy head all times For opening my eyes to the clever world Thanks to help me be aware Aware of the rude people out there And aware of the fact i should never trust anyone at once Thanks for letting me know Its wrong for you to be nice all times Its too bad for you to forgive people everytime too bad because people tend to walk over you And that you have to stand up for yourself too.. Thanks for bringing the change Change which made me a bit stronger Stronger to face the harsh realities which i would now be

You know, festivals were the reason for excitement when we were kids..Now its like the simple holiday.. Earlier they were so much fun..IT used to be a freaking holiday after all... All the Indian festives and even Christmas. I remember me and my sister on the 25th of December used to make cards with the drawing of Santa Claus and Christmas trees.. She was always better in art than me...which apparently led to my disinterest in the field because i always wanted to be perfect..wanted to "win"...buh! but my sketching sucked. After decorating cards were prepared, i always got into a fight with her due to my hidden "jealousy" as my own cards were not that beautiful... Yaa...there was another reason why i hated my sister on Christmas...She was the one who told me that there is no Santa Claus when i was just 5.. Why? Was she not able to see me happy when i found gifts near my pillow believing it was that favorite red uncle who gifted them?? >_<  But our parents used

O look, there she goes, shedding those tears again no, she doesn't realize they won't lessen her pain... She keeps wondering all day long, the decisions she took were right or wrong? Low esteem prevents her to be strong, and she is not willing to move on. Somebody, please make her realize She did what she had to do, It's her heart she has always listened to, change is what all have to go through. O somebody, just hold her hand, and make her innocent mind understand, Life is mere a bittersweet symphony and everyone goes through some kind of agony. Someday all have to choose one way out of the two, it may seem wrong at first to you but the journey would still, Bring the merry times too... BELIEVE is the word for you. 'coz HE is always there for you. Helping you learn some patience, when misery surrounds you ...!