KEY

It has become an addiction
This way of thinking
because it is the only way of knowing
What I am becoming
but I have no idea who I am.

All I think about right now
is what it's gonna be like
When I am finally free,
When I can walk around
with my thoughts stripped naked to the ground
Laying bare,for eveyone to see...

But that day will never come...
I hope it will
but I know it won't
because you're the only one
Who can unlock me
but you're nowhere to be seen.

Each time you came near
to wishper something in my ear,
My heart would skip a beat
and the ground would vanish from under my feet
When you held my hand
or smelled my hair,
All I wished was for you to be here
for us to be together,forever.

The night is young
there are many fish in the sea
I am still singing the song that I have sung
right through all my memories.

The night is bright
with stars shining in the sky
high above the birds that took flight
when I set my heart free.

Oh the night is young
and though there are many fish in the sea
I see the star right in front of me
sparkling like the star fish that is so hard to find
it's one in a million, one of a kind.

INSANITY

That. It is a disease.
A disease of the mind
That will allow you to overcome who you are
In order to become something that you are not.

That. It is a change
A change so different that it terrifies you
more than those around you
who cannot stand to see you this way

That. It is a belief
A belief so untrue
but it fuels you
and you're delusions.

That. It is a system
to which you unwillingly submit
because you enjoy the pain it transmits
even though you knw it hurts you.

That. It is your life now
Even though it is something you never dreamed of
It is your worst fear and you can't even look into a mirror
For you have now entered your black world

And you believe you will never be rescued.

HERO

Everybody loves a hero. A hero who they can trust. The one they can rely on. A hero who tells them to get through the darknest day to see the new morning light.
A hero who tells them to hold on to themselves a little longer so that they can be rescued. A hero who asks them to hope even in despair because no matter where they are or who they're with, the hero is always within them.
The hero is within you and me,
together we can start a league.
A league of legends to be
legends who believed
and hence unleashed
the heros inside for all of us to see.
We are heros- you and me.

Just believe
and you will be
A Hero.

HOME :)

Its one of those moments in life where you look back at the times you’ve had and ponder over where you stand today.


You often wonder where you belong. Who you would run to, or call when you have something exciting say…

As I lay in bed racking my enormously and annoyingly vivid memory, searching for all the people I’ve met and have been close to, the times I’ve spent with them and a part of myself I shared with the, something flashed by brightly.

Shruthi’s dimpled smile. Simren’s dreamy look, Kirtana’s “it’ll be alright” tone, Deepa’s “life can’t f**k you unless you allow it to” attitude, Bhavana’s craziness, Nanditha’s sincerity and determination and of course Shreyas’ carefree nature at once reminded me that this is exactly where I belong.

This is where I would be when I want to laugh or cry,jump, cartwheel or eat fryms!

This is who I turn to.Layout friends.

All of us, for years, have journeyed so far and it has been wonderful!

You are the brightest in my memory and like my memory you shall never fade.

When I am with you I am exactly where I belong.

With all of you I am in my happy place. My home 



So I’d like to start this new year by thanking all of you for being here all these years

And thanks for your being here for the years to come

Lots of love to all of you:D

Yeppie!!!

VIOLET

Purple and small

The green grass stands tall

Hiding and protecting me from all



When the wind blew

You tasted my fragrance

But you refused

To acknowledge my presence.



How many feet have scurried by

How many stepped on my face

Even the bees and the butterflies

They never knew

And just like you

Not once stopped to see

What lay behind this grass-tree



how many hearts I have yearned to feel

how much pain I have concealed

not one soul desired to know

that I, too, am a part of this meadow.



Shrunken and shunned I fall

Behind the green grass that stands tall

Blocking me out from all



When the wind blows

You taste my fragrance

But you still refuse

To acknowledge my presence.