Wednesday, February 11, 2009

picked at random

I have a strange habit of picking words while i'm reading anything. I simply love to do it. Here is a collection of some such words which , to me, make great sense and are nine month pregnant with emotions.

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  • Pushing back my fear with a burst of hurt and anger I was the first one to admit that I was no beauty.
  • Feeling warmed and honoured, as always, by her attention.
  • Gave my hand a friendly little squeeze.
  • Books are my saviours from loneliness.
  • Naked, vulnerable, defenseless.
  • Their laughter boiled up scalding my whole body.
  • Words sound important and sacred like "Our Father".
  • Stopped breathing with amazement.
  • Sweeping us all by her hazel gaze.
  • Tall women are statusque which makes clothing hang beautifully on their frames.
  • Smiled fondly.
  • Walked regally.
  • Lot of thinking to do and decisions to make.
  • Kind words can be short and easy to speak but their echoes are truly endless- Mother Teresa.
  • If you try hard enough you can do anything.
  • She suffered on my behalf.
  • She din't want me to feel sorry for myself.
  • Mom was my rock.
  • If i needed to cry, she'd hold me.
  • She just gave her children infinite patience and love.
  • She had the heart to face anything.
  • And, she taught me, I could too.
  • Hardships make us the people we become.
  • Truly awful nights.
  • Some place to vent her intense pressure.
  • Sunny spirit and supportive friends.

little emissary of love

Everyone of us have something

we consider not okay;

to be a deformity.

We can consider ourselves deformed

or

we can see ourselves as special.

And that choice will determine

how we live our lives.

xxxxxxx

It doesn't fit on my resume

but I want it on my tombstone.

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If I can stop one heart from breaking,

I shall not live in vain.

If I can ease one life the aching,

or cool one pain,

or help one fainting robin,

unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain.

-Emilly Dickinson

xxxxxxx

We can not do great things...

only small things with great love.

-Mother Teresa

xxxxxxx

good one

मैं रोया परदेस में ,
भीगा माँ का प्यार,
दिल ने दिल से बात की,
बिन चिट्ठी बिन तार....
xxxxx
सीधा सादा डाकिया,
जादू करे महान,
एक ही थैले में भरे,
आँसू और मुस्कान...
xxxxx
निदा फ़ाज़्लि..

annie's song

You fill up my senses like…
A night in the forest,
The mountains in springtime,
A walk in the rain,
A storm in the desert,
A sleepy blue ocean;

You fill up my senses,
Come fill me again!
Come let me love you,

Let me give my life to you,
Let me drown in your laughter,
Let me die in your arms,
Let me lay down beside you,
Let me always be with you,


Come let me love you,
Come love me again!

You fill up my senses

like stars in the dark sky

like smell in a red rose

like hue of butterfly

like images in my eyes

like some thought in my mind

like smile on the lips

like pumping in my heart

like blood in my veins

come let me take u where we have been alone

come let me bring u back where we have been together

come let me love u, love u again

You fill up my senses

like flow in a river

like speed of wind

like some sound in silence

like depth in the ocean

like touch of my hands

like imaginations in my brain

come let me love u , love you again

xxxx

Lyricist- Denver