Move

It was so easy to talk about "forever"

It was so easy to be "together"

As we go on.

I keep thinking of all the times.

The times that I thought would never change.

But we won't come back.

If you have something to say...

Say it today

Cause am moving on

And I can't slow down

As we go on....

I keep thinking of all the times.

The times that I thought would never change.

I didn't know about love.

How did it come between you and me?

It was you and me

And there was that small tea stall

It was you and me

And those long odd hours

It was you and me

And that long black last seat in the bus

It was you and me

Cuz there will always be you and me.

As we go onI keep thinking of all the times.

The times that I thought would never change.

Our lives might change forever.

But we will be "forever"And we will be "together"

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Please do not ask me questions.

I just regard it as one of the best things I ever wrote.

Here's my attempt as well....

I have to agree, I had to dig into my writings to find something romantic which was never published....

It was just one of those days... It was forbidden. It was so exciting.
I still can't forget that evening.
It was beautiful.It was late.
I had missed an important conference. But nothing really mattered.

I think I was falling in love...I don't know why it happens so fast... but there were butterflies all around. He was leaving forever.

I should have felt sad but I just didn't. I didn't expect it to happen.
It was just a blissful moment and it a goodbye.


Was tired but managed to look good. There was a glow and it comes just once in a while.I stepped foot into the house if given a chance I wouldn't wanna leave.

But I was cinderella that night and the clock would strike 12 and I would have to leave (with or without the shoes). He said I looked smashing. I smiled and looked into his eyes. He smiled back. I think he understood.

I remember sitting down near the music system in his balcony. I looked at him and complained. He told me things could change. I didn't believe him and I was right.

As the night went by, I gulped a lot. A lot of breezers, vodka, etc etc and he held me and we sat together. I was on the 7th heaven.

The clock kept ticking. It would soon be over forever.I started feeling dizzy. Obviously I had never had this much. He said "lie down for sometime". I said ok.

We went down to his room. It was dark. I lied down and he sat beside me. He said his best words that day, "I can't believe you are lying on my bed!! " Was he a teenager??, I smile back at it.

I said I feel better and we went back.

After some time, it was time. Cinderella had to run and he couldn't accompany her. The party was afterall in his . Wish I could have stayed. It was only a wish. Life went back to normal. It was just one of those magical hours that were special. He never found me like the prince. I never bothered. It was just one of those days...

Finally

Since Manavi has cut the ribbon or so to say... It's my turn to churn out a "significant" contribution to the sister mania!

As usual, the Siddhanti phobia continues..!!
We are here and we are here to stay.

Fun facts about our huge effort:

1. This blog will (read WILL) contain a lot of adult content without any warnings.

2. This blog might be another edition to SATC. Cuz WE (read me) worship them!

3. We intend to ramble...(well a lot!)

4. We intend to be sexist!

5. We don't hate boys!

6. And we don't like people who READ and forget to comment!
(Here's a tip : You do not necessarily need to login..to leave a comment!)

7. And we definitely don't like people who don't READ at all.

8. I never write on the no.8... it's just unlucky!

9. Please try not to mix our( read YOUR) personal lives with the content written here.

10. Please don't believe too much in us. And if you do, you can always talk to us!
We would recommend a doctor for your mental illness.

Manavi....ramble on hun!

All about "WE"

Hey all,

Since you all have joined hands to witness this memorable event,where the skies meet and rivers join...Me and my sister,have come together to laugh,cry,entertain,bitch,nag and criticise.

What we welcome further is to act as a "cohesive unit" against those spread hatred,anger,discrimination,prejudice...and well,against who have better blogs.


Lastly,for all those boobies thinking about the origin of the name of our blog,so to say...it goes back to the time when all were happy and no one ever thought that we'd ever write on a blog...And as the sun rose that day like all the others,my cousin brother made fun of his little brother's ridiculously large tummy.

What went on was a series of uncensored monologues of insults releasing bouts of laughters in plentitude by the two girls sitting in their room.

After my brother's parents begged him to not push his brother down the first floor balcony,he thought about all the times he has repressed all his emotions only because he was older.

He thought of it being unfair and wondered if his parents loved this little pain in the ass,more than himself.

And so he turned around,he faced his brother who was still rambling on like a Sony Cassette player from the olden days.

That was that.

He finally said it...he finally cried out loud....Triple T W.

Talk to the Wall.


If you actually bought this story,you need to talk to me.