The special power of boys!

The Happy New Year post !

Wish you happiness and success for years to come ! :)

Let the understaning decide.

Hating hate !

Little things!

Little things make the difference, a little bit of hurt creates little broken pieces inside heart. The little heart manages to stuff these broken pieces and gets ready to face the next little hurt with a little smile.

When I look back…

When I look back, 
The school bag was the heaviest thing I carried, 
Heartbeat raised only for incomplete assignments, 
The day was with friends in those tiny benches, 
And the nights, ended with a story from the angel in disguise, Mother. 

When I look back, 
Heartbreak was the heaviest thing I carried, 
Heartbeat raised only when I saw into the eyes of my first love, 
The day was still with friends, only that the tiny screens replaced the benches, 
And the nights, ended with a challenge to overcome the pain.