Never felt this senti for Raksha Bandan like now in my life... yay!! for my brother to stick through the worst... no words to please me in person, no love showered on me could ever match the rock solid support you give me in terms of backing each and every thing I do, the trust/faith in me.. I guess one needs that more than anything else... can never thank you enough kid!!!
We have our cat-dog fights, we have years of not talking to each other.. we have promised never to see each other, we hurt each other real bad because it is only the most loved ones that cause the worst heartache ever, but nothing can keep us apart if the other were to be in any trouble..
This is for the only ray of help in the toughest time of my life...
Love you kid.
Faster than light, some haunting, some fleeting, some sweet, and some filled with sorrow, THOUGHTS are what make or break us. In search of my true self, a journal that deals with day-to-day things that leave their mark on me.. RACING THOUGHTS, my spoken and unspoken reflections!! A full-time mom working on the rusted professional skills lazily, enjoying the blessing called motherhood in a remote village of AP. Whatever I am.. I AM LIKE THATTT ONLY!! నా ఇష్టం, నాకిష్టం.
Foreword
There is neither a structure nor a texture to this blog. The subject matter can be anything and everything under the sky that I feel about at any given point that I happen to sit and blog rambling about everything in general. My thoughts and views are basically influenced by what I read, hear, gather, and ponder... if there is any copyright violation which I have not duly acknowledged, kindly let me know.
Ref: Chichkoo is what I lovingly call my daughter, kiddo my brother, amma and taatee my late maternal grandparents, and OA is the other adult in the family.
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