Guilty in love
There was a Ghost dancing under the Moon Light
Imagine you are alone in night out at some place where you can’t imagine someone else to be.
You are happy and feeling of ecstasy is running all over you. You dance in that silent song only you could hear. You giggle and jiggle in your own laugh. Night at own is what you thought.
But suddenly you turned around and shadow of someone unknown peeks at you. And you lose the sudden madness in you… Now you act sobber like nothing has happened ever and run down to your personal corner.
To scold yourself and assume that no one have notice your craziness.
And if they have not remembered you they would Say –
“There was a Ghost dancing under the Moon Light. “
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Hello reader, it took me long time to write something ethical….
Well! I am very much busy these days because it’s financial year ending. Many of you might be thinking what connection I am having with finance, so let me remind you that I am still working as trainee accountant….. And yes! I am still stuck…..although I don’t hate my job now….because now I have got use to it.
These days i am living alone…. and I don’t have a single human being around me during times when I need them…. I am actually talking about my family and friends.
I don’t know what feelings are as I have turned into a robot who knows only about her works…
But I am enjoying this alone solitude time…..because no one cares whether I am sleeping or awake…..whether dying or living …I can do anything ….even dance naked !(just kidding…..but its truth )
I am living on my own….still lazy…..in cooking. (The reason I still want my mother to be with me is food because… I can’t cook well.)
These days music is my best friend…..it still helping me to survive.
I listen and download a new tracks everyday…. and I have become huge fan of Asian dramas which include Japan, Taiwanese, Thai, Korean Indian mix videos are my favorite…. Korean/Thai actors are really very cute and handsome….
I have prepared a list of series to see every day during my spare time…
- Full house Korean/Thai
- Playful kiss/ kiss me
- My little lover
- The girl and three sweethearts.
And there are more to watch….
Now about my personal love trouble….
I can’t love someone more than myself…I have learn this about myself…..
Going through one sided relationship doesn’t give much more than pain.
Although this time it was not hard because I was not serious from very beginning … I have already told vikas….my first preference is my career and my family which exactly same from his side for his family and himself.
I didn’t have much chance to know him…and yes! I am not ashamed to take his name….no code V this time.
It was not a serious kind…of l0ve relationship…..just a trial date….which took….five years to understand that we couldn’t go together.
I know he will be annoyed ….but now who cares…. I am already a spoil brat.
I know describing your personal relationship in public is highly immature and a big stupidity…. but you know what ….my heart is really itching ….and I can’t control.
He compared himself with someone who was….
I can’t disclose…much ….it my fault and I am taking blame on my self….
I believe him as good friend…. and may be after reading all these things he may not consider me as one.
I do not hate him ….it’s that things have not gone far between us and I am thankful….
My last poem “thank god we never kissed” was dedicated to him….
PS…By the way vikas….if you are reading this….. I am sorry for mentioning you in public.
How was your first kiss ?
Have you ever regret your first kiss ?
Thank God ! We never kissed. http://anelife16.blogspot.com/2017/02/thank-god-we-never-kissed.html
How many friend request have you send to your crush?
Did he/she accepted it?
What did you do next…..
Click this Link(👉Friend Request http://anelife16.blogspot.com/2017/02/friend-request.html) to know more!
Have ever wrote any letter?
What it feels to read an old love letter.?
यादों की धूल Dust on Love Letter. http://anelife16.blogspot.com/2017/02/dust-of-love-letter.html
अधूरी मोह्बत http://anelife16.blogspot.com/2017/01/blog-post.html
No one knows what will happen with them in a day. When I wake up eververy morning I actually don’t feel like ….You know what I feel like ? I feel like -” I have to fight for survival.”
- I never thought my life as trainee accountant will be so tough.
- Sometimes i feel like i should giveup. Its not that i don’t trust God . Actually I don’t trust people .. I feel my everyday is war…
- Most of the time my Boss is pissed with me. I am trying very hard,but sometimes i feel why me? I don’t deserve this. But then i realize its just a practice and soon i will get used to it.
- It’s good sometimes ,when you work under a moody boss.They make You think for quick solutions to your problems.
- When you are totally surrounded with people who try to influence you,then you must become tough..like Walnut.
- People will try to judge you.. (Remember you cannot make everyone happy)
Some will think of you as doormat , but have patience !. You know your days will come soon.. And if they cross the limit you show them who you are.
Actually these are my survival policies. Sometimes i don’t even bother about -‘how people treat me’. Because i don’t even listen to them properly ,unless something matters to me. But sometimes i have to ask for help…You know there are alway some good people around you who cares for your being…(I am thankful to you sir, for being there and backing me up.) 🙂
Ps:- these survival policies are general..
I am not a girl / woman who had lots of privileges during her childhood.But yes ! whatever it was ,it have lots of good memories.
Today was my work off , and I was home with my family. When you grow up ,you can’t escape from responsibilities. Well , I am still youngest member in my family but ,I have my part of responsibilities. I do little bit household work and in Indian culture being Girl ,and knowing household work is mandatory . (I rebel sometimes) but i have to do my personal work like arranging wardrobe.
My mother asked me to do it in morning , because I was feeling lazy , I thought to do it in afternoon before she knocked my room door .
I put out all my clothes on my bed so that I could arrange them in systematic order( old and new ).
I didnt knew I was arranging bundle of memories ….From the time of innocence to time of being responsible. From being teen to a woman. I was time traveling.
Every Shirt, skirt, pants and dress I have wore had so many memories. My first date , first crush , picnic , birthdays ,family and friends,love life . I cherished everything in that one moment.
For a time I was stuck in that time. I wished I could wear them and travel to the time when those things happened.
But the reality was bitter , I have to keep them aside .
I closed my wardrobe and sat thinking about it . May be new clothes will bring new memories.