Trust!!!

23rd Jan 2015

What hurts me the most is not that you did hurt me but it's that trusting someone is so hard for me now!!

I never ever thought that this would happen to me. I had so much trust on you, but this is what you did to me.

Was the love sincere enough, or was it just because of the commitment..not sure..
I can't come over it..how much ever I try..

Not sure how to proceed with this..we have the whole life in front of us..Should I think that whatever happened in the last 6 months was just the dark side of my life which will never come again?

A beautiful poem by Kamala Das....

My Grandmother's House

Kamala Das

There is a house now far away where once
I received love...That woman died
The house withdrew into silence, snakes moved
Among books. I was then too young
To read, and my blood turned cold
like the moon.

How often I think of going
There, to peer through the blind eyes of windows, or
Just listen to the frozen air,
Or in wild despair, pick an armful of
Darkness to bring it here to lie
Behind my bedroom door,
like a brooding dog.....

You cannot believe, darling,
Can you, that I lived in such a house, and
was proud, and loved....I who have lost
My way and beg now at strangers' doors to
Receive love, at least in small change?

A bumpy ride

It was 7:00pm and we were just back after a long journey. But then I had to visit my Aunt’s house. I could have visited the next day but then I wanted to finish of that “formal” visit on the same day and then give some time for myself the next day. I had to give Vishu kaineetam to my cousins. But then Mr Hubby was tired and he didn’t want to come. I and my sister then decided to take Two Wheeler and go. But then I don’t know to ride a bike nor drive a car (Will learn ONE DAY – but when is that ONE DAY is a Big Question Mark!!!) so should depend on my sisters/hubby darling. Poor me L

After few minutes from our house, my sister tells that there are some major problems with the headlight, indicator and horn. Nothing is working. But still we decided to move on. It was very dark and we had to take lot of small turns and road was very narrow. There were no proper street lights also.  We are courageous sisters. Then we reached near a road with lot of pot holes, the road was fully dug. A swift car came from the other side and we were stuck. But then my brave sister somehow managed to give some way to the car. But suddenly she turned the accelerator and there you go. The bike fell. This is always her hobby to make me fall either from bike or from bicycle. Somehow we managed to reach our Aunt’s house. Ate some food, gave kai neetam and then started our way back. And we reached our sweet home without any major accidents. Thanks to my SISTER. But then it was a fun ride without headlights, indicators and horn.