Life is all about this...

Dear person whom I loved, I'm writing this down, not for you but actually for me. After all this time, I have finally decided to let- go of all those feelings stuck up with you ( as I had did the previous year end too) Over all these years, I have thoroughly learnt how to be friends with someone you love. And do not pity , I have eventually learnt what unconditional love is all about. Nobody has any right over my love for you, nobody can stop me from that. I definitely enjoy my right to freedom! ( Remember " Ek tarfa pyar ki taqat hi kuch aur hoti hai ... auron ke rishton ki tarah yeh do logon mein nahi bat'ti ... sirf mera haq hai ispe" ?) Sometimes I'm in a moment when I have feelings pouring for you in my heart, but how do I tell you about those with my Ego coming in between? (They won't matter to you anyway). Then I just settle sending you an 'I miss you' text. Years after when I see you with the girl you hated, I curiously ask you about

Example HTML page Located near to the coast as the name suggests "Sassoon Docks" is one of Mumbai's busiest docks. Happened to be here due to The Sassoon Dock Art Project initiated by St+Art India. It is their collaboration with locals and budding artists from over the world. You are welcomed by the lingering smell of fishes all over as you enter. A colorful mural is painted on one of the dilapidated structures notifying you to keep the docks clean. The dock is flocked with boats arriving after fishing. The fisherwoman are seen receving and cleaning the fishes all over the harbour. The main entrance of the dock is covered entirely by photographs of the locals in black & white. One has to register with name and email ID before the entry. You are stamped with "Art for All" as your entry proof. The first installation 'The Idea of Smell' is hundred's of words put up over fishing nets. The idea comes from St+Art India's co-fou

Striding past the arena I see Him standing in there... Walking across the hallway I cast a glance at Him & leave in haste Moving further I wonder whether I should have stopped for a quick conversation? or atleast waived a Hi? Delectably realising the two seconds glance is going to Last until next time... https://www.instagram.com/the_messy_mind/

4th December,2017 Monday Past 4 pm  At the office When I receive a call Informing me that He is no more. I couldn't react But only go ice-cold further melting into into pool of tears Submerged into the thoughts of what plight my best friend would be going through on losing his Father I leave office with trembling knees Out I come and realise, it has started pouring rains heavily outside Perhaps! God too could not  bear the pain for taking our loved one away...