Coffee And The Rain

You never know exactly when you fell in love with your best friend... But by the time you do, you are ready to hide them in between the lyrics of 'All of me', Whispering under your breathe the lines of your favourite love story that makes your heart ache... All of this because you fell in love, and realised a bit too late.....  Falling in love with how they hung on every word you say, only to shoot back at you with the sarcasm that makes you want to die... Falling in love with how angry they get when you tell them about that annoying person you can't handle... Falling in love with how they accepted you just as you are....  Falling in love with how raw and real they are around you.... By the time you know realise what this means, and muster up the courage to tell them how you feel, they are no longer the owner of their heart.... By the time you're ready... It's too late...  But well... In the end...  Rachel and Joey never really did get together....  ____________...

My dad nicknamed me after his mother.. Maybe he remembers her rebellion.. Maybe he sees that spark he saw in her eye in me too.. I'm not sure.. Maybe he just wants someone to trust..  Maybe he's just looking for relief in this treacherous world.. But my dad nicknamed me after his mother. He still talks about her But not too much. He talks about her with the pride of an army chief who just won the world. He is Zeus in his throne on Olympus when he talks of her. She was his Athena. She was his Aphrodite. Maybe he still craves to find a part of her in me too.. Maybe... Maybe... _________________ Oajaswini S

For all those who wanted her to be sorry for what happened... She is sorry.  She is sorry for being strong.  She is sorry your words could not cut her down.  She is sorry for not being submissive.  She is sorry you did not get the upper hand.  She is sorry you couldn't conquer the Goddess. That wheatish Goddess with black wires for hair.  That Goddess with that straight forward face.  That Goddess who makes you weak in your knees. Her eyes piercing your soul.... Making you want to gulp down all the guilt in you....  Making you want to be sorry for all the wrong you know you have committed...  The first of her kind to stand up for herself..  For that... She is sorry....  _________________ Oajaswini S