Me talking to the moon. Not really.

We were strangers before, weren't we? 

Like, a total stranger. 

I never knew what your real name was,

how coarse your voice was,

I was totally clueless when it came to describing the whole physique of yours.

Oh boy.. of those past days

you were just an invisible Sharnaaz Ahmad to me.

Talking about eye candy? 

You were not even close to it. 

But what we are today?

Aren't we one solid component?

We both know each other better than ourselves do.

I know your likings

and you know mine.

How odd...

You are my heartbeat now. 

See..

Life is unpredictable.

Not a single soul in this spatial universe has all the ability to foresee the future.

Not you. Not me. 

Isn't it lovely this way?

Being able to survive the hurdles with a perplexed state of mind,

I thank God.

Strolling in Memories

You know I'll be
Your life, your voice your reason to be

Read THROUGH the letters.

"You wander from room to room

Hunting for the diamond necklace

That is already around your neck!"

****

"You suppose you are the trouble

But you are the cure

You suppose that you are the lock on the door

But you are the key that opens it

It's too bad that you want to be someone else

You don't see your own face, your own beauty

Yet, no face is more beautiful than yours."

****

"Your task is not to seek for love

but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself

that you have built against it."

-Rumi-

No fun in here!

So much in love with my current tumblr theme at this moment. 

Since I always running out of words,

 tongue gets slipped away easily,

so yeah. Tumblr it is. 

Hell yeah more fun in here!

It may doesn't look appealing to some people but they always find a way to make a mockery about every single shit you do, don't they?
 So why on earth should I give them a hoot?