Miss you...

Miss you, my Love! Oh, I Miss you so much...

I hear your voice from inside and I Miss you when I cannot catch it outside...

Walk with your words...

When I was undergoing an emotional turmoil after completing a quarter of a century's worth of days living my Life, you came in. You asked me to be in your Life. You accepted me. You brought so much to my Life. I started living. For you, to make your Life worth every moment that when you take your last breath, I wanted you to fight for much more time with me. This, my Love is still my intention to stay with you. 

Oh my Love...

Oh my Love, will you not make me feel that excitement?

Oh my Love, will you not take me into you?

WTF?...

It was not fine and it is still not fine to what has been taken away from me. If it had to be taken away, they could have probably not given it to me in the first place. Since they gave it, they could have just let me keep it with me. Instead, it was given, taken and now there is something that is causing an issue because of this mismatch.

ET...

Who is an alien? What are Extra-terrestrials? I may not be able to give you the exact answer for those questions. But, I can answer if you ask me whether extra-terrestrials exist. Yes, they do. Even, I am one of them. In what way, I can clarify. That is what this post is all about. Earlier in Life, I always had a misconception that was later clarified through a series of realisations and ultimately, I am here today penning down about the existence of ETs.

Truth...

Ahoy! So, the preparatory break is over now. Time to unleash the restricted words. This morning as I was waking up, I had the exam day tension all over me and as I tried to calm down and think, I had already come up with three topics to write on. I did not want to go with the rush of thoughts and waited till Noon and here I am, still holding those three topics intact. And, that only means, I have very little time left to start scribbling on them or about them.

Ironical destiny...

Right now, I do not want to sleep because it will put me into another day of uncertainty. Neither do I want to stay awake because I have got on answers today. In what sphere do I exist, it does not matter. In what dimension I dwell, it is of least bother. What is of constant concern is you, Bubbles! I am on the look out for any minute hint of knowing about you. These are desperate times. They might result in desperate measures. Where are we heading? What are we thinking?