DARE TO DREAM - DARE TO REALIZE IT !!!

The achievers have always said ‘Dare to Dream’. I do believe in that and follow that too. Not alone I, every one of us do that. Then why can’t all of us be the biggest achievers of our time. There’s always a ‘secret key’ to success, which no winner has explicitly mentioned in their quotes and advices. They did not hide it but just that they forgot to complete what they had to say. ‘Dare to dream & Dare to do what you dreamt’. Everything that you do to realize your dream, counts. You just dreamt that you’re going to have a good day ahead, you put the right things in the right place, do it at the right time and be around with the right people, your day gets good – you realized your dream. You made it come true coz achievement really isn’t quantifiable.

There was a person, who had a nice settled life in the place where he was born and brought up. Stepping out of the comfort zone, he decided to fly high like the eagle, the next stop was Sydney. The Kangaroo land did not have its wide arms spread to invite him with a warm hug. Nevertheless his more than sibling buddies were eagerly awaiting him. Entirely new life, totally new place, astonishingly diverse people, tremendously fast life, consciously eerie surroundings, precisely the kind of place he never visualized in his dreams. Rejecting the job offers, Ignoring the interview calls, Demanding a door knocking offer, Expecting a folds pay hike – a tight slap by his conscious when he thinks about all these pasts when he is actually applying for every kind of job with a pure expectation of the amount of money that will earn his next day’s bread. Good with computers, better with writing, best with his feet to dance, knocked every door, pleaded every boss, persuaded every interviewer, begged every caller – Tears rolling on his cheeks – A slap again by his conscious – coz it’s not the time to cry and crib – it’s time to try and fight.

He put in his resumes, showed them his videos, provided his photos, talked about his talent – doors hut – as tight as possible such that his voice goes mute to the ears of the employers (the proud dance school owners). Not a warrior who is born to fight – Just another ordinary human who has just got his fate to fight. Though he could not earn bucks for his performances, he always gained appreciations which he treasured more than the currencies. The day came when he realized that it’s not enough if one just keeps dreaming coz he had dreamt for a decade but nothing much happened about it. He had all the potential and skills to realize his dream but even then it did not happen. He slipped into the shoes of an achiever by doing nothing other than keeping his foot forward and firm, standing against the odds and establishing himself.

Without a penny in his pocket, without an inch of a place to start an office, without a single employee in the company, without the smallest awareness around that something exists, this ordinary man started his first ever venture partnering with one more aspiring individual. The dance company that he started won several attentions online – he knew which the right spot was – he had gotten the keys for the locks out there – from then on there’s no looking back. He has not done something what Mr. Gates or Mr. Zuckerberg did, but he did the same what they did to realize their dream. As I always believe – achievement is scaled by the level of satisfaction that the aspirer gets. Today he receives calls – emails – online ads – requests and enquiries on the web – now a TIGHT SLAP on each of his cheeks by his conscious – you still are no more a candidate knocking doors – people are knocking yours – go and open it now. Every night now when he goes to sleep – he thanks all his hardships in his life who all have given him nightmares and dreams together that urged him to learn from the nightmares and realize the dreams.

DARE TO DREAM – DARE TO REALISE THE DREAM TOO

Bala P.M

Scribble Writing Works

A FRIEND IN NEED IS A FRIEND INDEED

A bondage that is so strong since my early childhood. He was my life savior and I will say he has been one of my best friends and companions ever. The one to whom I have talked the most in my life. He never got bored of my stupid talks and blabbering. Sometimes I just yell and scream at him but he still has maintained the calmness and preserved the coolness in him. As like I was the only son, he too was one. People used to make fun of us as we were loners in their perception but actually we were one body two souls. A little strange to hear but that was the fact. He was not normal by nature but he was so sweet. Whenever he is there with me, people would make fun of me for tagging him along. Despite of all these, never have I regretted his presence with me. Rather than getting pissed at the people who made fun, he asked me to talk less or rather not talk at sometimes. The whole credit of me being a good writer today goes to him. He made me write my thoughts and emotions that I wanted to tell and share it with anyone. He filled the vacuum space that existed in my loneliness with loads and loads of scriptures. The same people who did not like me because of his companionship once upon a point started liking my writings and poems without knowing that he is the core backbone behind all these.

Once I gained the confidence of expressing my thoughts, I started to speak out to people. The only time I forget him totally is when I’m singing. I totally lose myself and will have no idea about his presence or whereabouts. As days passed by, I started making more and more friends and turning into a total chatterbox and in parallel, my dear old friend started getting isolated from me with rare meet ups. Even then, he never missed important situations like my seminars, interviews and speeches. He ensured his presence strongly and filled my nostalgia with his tremendous influence. At one point of time, I betrayed him very badly when I had to choose between my career and friendship, I had to leave him at least for my future and my parent’s long time wish. The moment he left me, plates started turning around and my career took a jet flow. From thereafter, there was no looking back and everything was just zipping through the wind with a midas touch in my career. The only thing that I was missing was the challenge that he had given me to achieve things in my life. When he used to be there, both of us together have faced the challenges and successfully shattered the obstacles and reached the chequered flag with ease.

Though he was not as easy and normal to have him around as a friend, I never complained about him. He was the sign of my intelligence and sharpness of brain. Neither would anyone will get the boon of having such a friend along with them for so long and nor will anyone like a company of him for a long time unlike me. I owe you many of my skills and talents that I have acquired today, which are enjoyed by the people who mocked you once and people who does not even know about your presence anytime in my life.

The dear friend I was talking about all this while was none other than my STAMMERING that I had for almost 15-20 years with me :) Miss you :)

- B (Scribble Writing Works)

Thoughts redefined !!!

Too much of idleness in my mind has made me write and rewrite certain thoughts I felt within myself. Some of them might be stupid, few of them might be insane and many of them might even be crap - but if atleast one of them helps you make sense - I am happy for it !!! Enjoy the philosophy time !!! :)

Giving up for a stalemate or a tie is like spitting at yo own face for being incapable like your opponent.

The worst gamble you can ever take is on your self confidence.

Never let anyone know what you think, its like ripping off your mind nude.

Confidence & Arrogance differs by a whisker: If you think "I can do it", thats confidence, If you think "I can only do it", thats arrogance.

Never be a puppet, rather be a puppeteer, where you make the puppet dance to your tunes.

If its human to err, its godliness to forgive but just once, coz its stupid to repeat either of it one more time.

Empty vessels make more noise, but they grab the attention that even the filled ones never do.

All that glitters are not gold, but its never wrong to test it once.

Look before you leap, but do not keep on looking.

When there is a will, there is a way and If there's a way, there's destiny.

Well wishers make you live longer but your critics make you live stronger.

Opportunity knocks the door only once, but neva did someone say that was the last knock, so do not regret of missed opportunities.

Opportunity is like an illusion, it all depends upon how and what do you look into it.

"Doesnt matter whether your first love is success or failure - it all matters if you have a person to love you even at your death bed"

"If you cant fly - keep running; IF you cant run - keep walking; IF you can't walk - keep crawling; But dont stop moving; Life is too long a journey to complete "

"Untold love is like the unearthed coal - it doesn't become a diamond until its unearthed from deep within"

"Heart and mind are synonymously distinctive things - one makes you think - the other makes you feel - but the day when they both agree to each other - you find the meaning of your life"

"Failure occurs the moment you stop thinking about the prospective chances of success"

"Once you know that you are gonna win a challenge - there is no use in doing it - so take it tough - win it tougher - thaz a true fighter"

"Whenever life gives you hurdles - rather than yelling at fate, 'WHY ME' - tell fate - 'TRY ME'"

"The day you stop realizing who you really are - it isn't too far from the day when you will start cursing fate for your failures"

"If you believe you are being what you are now - then believe stronger that you are capable enough to carve a better future for yourself tomorrow"

"True fighter is not the one who wins the toughest fight - rather its the one who stands all the failures and could see nothing except success in his vision"

"Feed a person - he will wish you long life - Give money to him - he will wish you health and wealth - Try educating a child - it will ever say your name even after your healthy and wealthy life that comes on its own"

"People who stammer are not deficient by anyway - rather they are too skilled enough to talk 10 times faster than a normal human - similar to the sound of a typewriter - which can type faster than normal writing but with a cluttered sound"

"Ultimatum of power can never be accepted until its utilized when its really needed"

"Love is not a memorial or momento to be kept silent and preserved - share it and spread it to make this world look prettier than what it is - If you love someone - Tell it out before it dies within you"

"Life is like the running wagon wheel - success and failure never stay stagnant - it takes you around - to stay successful you should keep running faster on it - for not getting flipped off"

"Lunatics and Nerds just differ by a whisker - Lunatics think nothing - Nerds think too much - ultimately people can understand neither of their talks"

- Bala (Scribble Writing Works, 2011)

6 - The Fear that makes you live to Fear

06 – September – 2009

2: 04: 00 a.m.

6, Willie Street, Hornsby, New south Wales; this concrete piece of elegance and darkness is going to be the talk of the city in a few hours. The entire lane is filled with profuse darkness and solitude. Counting the last days for the spring to bid bye, the trees stand erect and tall on either sides like a regiment of soldiers displaying their respect to a Military General walking through. The sight through the path sets off to a journey witnessing the various classes of cars parked in bays decorating the way like the auto expo show. The larger shadows that fall from either sides of the lane reflected from the street lamps display the intensity of sodium vapor, leaving a cramped space to walk through right in the middle of the road, where the thin line of light leads the path towards the house. The footsteps making the mildest of the sounds and displacing the sparsely found water that reflects the heel texture of the boot.

The sight of the door resembles the gateway to the mysterious grave filled with quintessence of the wholeness that blew off some myths just a few hours ago. The creaky sound that follows when the door is opening gives a head shot to expect something unusual. The wooden floor inside creates the percussion noises for every footstep as the whole house is dead calm. The narrow pathway leading from the door with plain white painted walls on either sides, holding no enough room to let two normal adults walk beside each other. The shoe rack, placed just a few inches away from the door, says “Either you or the footwear - beyond this point”, precisely allowing none to enter past the point with their shoes or stilettos. The single stair right after the shoe rack leads to a rise in the level of the basement of the house. The dim light glowing hesitantly right at the top of the ceiling near the entrance to the lounge, has its focus on the leather bag with tiny koala key chains hooked on to the zipper of the bag.

Sid tries to take that bag from the floor, when he pulls it, he senses a resistance from the other side and on pulling with some more force he gets the nightmare of his life. The name, ‘Sid’ has been scratched out by reddish random crossing lines. As Sid looks at the bag little more closely, an adrenaline rush of thoughts runs in his mind like the galloping race horses. The way the bag used to swing in the arms of Shreya, the way she used to hug that bag close to her chest like a koala bear hugging its offspring reminds him the cute things despite of the brutality that lies right in front of his sight. The name ‘Sid’ was tattooed on Shreya’s hand as she wanted Sid to know how much he meant to her. The name has been brutally punctured and crossed leaving just patches of blood with spaces in between resembling dotted arcs. Sid tries to believe that Shreya is still all alive in his hands, but his belief doesn’t last long for even a minute as he senses that the pulse rate of Shreya is no longer present. Not even a week, since Shreya accepted Sid’s proposal, she is no more and her head is laid down on his lap with just her pretty face that glows the brightest even in the dim light.

06-September-09

2: 10: 00 A.M

Meadow Park, Normanhurst, NSW

Bharath is sitting on the broken bench in the corner of the beautiful park, which dazzles in the moonlight like the fairy tales dreamland, with his heel, resting on the bench, bent until his chin rests on his knee and his other foot firmly stamping the lush grasses. He slowly lifts his right palm to face him and he could see nothing but the blood stains in his hand. He slowly brings his palm near his nostrils and smells the aroma of the blood, and as he sniffs it, he stands up and screams aloud in the open space with both his hands up in the air with fists closed. As he was screaming so loud, a big fist lands on his face real hard. Bharath is not able to handle the blow on his face and falls on the ground with his right cheek kissing the grasses. As the fist moves backwards, it reveals the face of Vinay, who stands tall and enraged with eye brows squeezed and nostrils exhaling the hot breath like an angry bull. Vinay vents out his anger even more through his words at Bharath, “What the hell have you done? I haven’t seen such a betrayal ever! Is this how much you value friendship?” Bharath is just smiling with blood oozing out of

the right side of his lips and gives no verbal response to Vinay. Vinay puts his hand on his forehead and runs it through his sweaty hair and looks around to check for the presence of anyone else other than the two of them.

Bharath stumbles and gets up somehow to stand in front of Vinay and slowly says, “Vinay, the only lesson that I have learnt in life is that love is never true. When a girl says that she loves you, it indirectly means she has opened the gates of grave for you and awaits your arrival.” Vinay gets even more furious on hearing this and he yells back at Bharath, “Come on Bharath, give it a break. Just because you had a sad and pitiable love experience, it’s your myth that all the girls are bitches and every love is an illusion. Your dumb myth today has taken the life of the one who lost her life for the one whom she loved.” As Vinay keeps talking, Bharath slowly walks to the nearby fountain that is splashing water and washes his blood stained hands and gathers some water in his hands to gargle and wash his mouth as well. After washing, he looks at Vinay and says, “The life that has been taken is not going to come back. If you believe in Karma then believe in what I say. Your life is counting its last hours.” Hearing this Vinay puts a foot back with a suspicious look at Bharath, and he says, “Bharath, you have gone mad. I am saying, you

have literally gone insane you bloody impostor.” Bharath laughs and winks at Vinay and runs towards him till his head hits Vinay’s tummy so hard to pin him down.

06-September-09

2:16:00 A.M.

N80, Night Ride Bus, City Central – to – Hornsby

Anjali, one among the 5 passengers in the early morning, sitting in the last row of the Night Ride bus, looks at all the other passengers with an intimidated look. As she confirms that no passenger is in the least of their interests to bother about her, she quickly opens her bag and tries to look for her mobile phone. As she shuffles her hands around inside her hand bag, she accidentally happens to pop her lip stick out of her handbag and it rolls down towards the front. She manages to take her i-phone out, and she puts her index finger on the screen and slides to unlock the phone in the hurry and gets pissed at the mobile screen. Finally she unlocks it, and presses the number 6 to speed dial Pooja’s number. As she puts her phone near her ear, she listens to a voice that says, “The Optus customer you have called is currently busy. Please try again or call sometime later. Thank you.” Anjali has no patience to call after sometime and she keeps redialing Pooja’s number and on the sixth attempt, Pooja answers the call. As soon as Pooja lifts the call she screams, “Anjaliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, everything is fucked up. I still pray god that nothing that I have heard should be true.” Anjali senses the anxiety and the distress in Pooja’s voice but manages to say in a weepy voice, “Yes Anjali, it is true. Shreya is no more. I too got the text from Vinay and called him back to confirm it.” Pooja screams loud, “Life is so fucking bad. It is so betraying to hear. How could he ever do this?” While Pooja is screaming and yelling in anger on the other side, Anjali, who could not stop crying, tries to pause Pooja for a minute saying, “Pooja, hold on for a sec, Bharath’s on the other line.” When Anjali says that, Pooja gets infuriated and says, “Don’t ever answer the call from that son of a bitch. That crook does not deserve to talk to any of us anymore.” Anjali on the other side tries to cool down Pooja by saying, “Pooja, I said hold on, just hold on for a minute.”As Anjali voices it out a bit louder, the bus driver stares into the mirror to look at Anjali with a suspicious pair of eyes.

Anjali, answers the call from Bharath and slowly says, “Hello Bharath”. Silence prevails from the side of Bharath for a couple of seconds and then is followed by a loud laughter blended with a crying voice from deep underneath. Bharath slowly says, “Pooja, I never thought things would happen so soon. Is death so spontaneous?” Anjali could sense the murder in the voice of Bharath, who still is stuck to his myths and estranged nature. Bharath again says, “Anjali, if you are still the same old girl who believes in truth, just go home within an hour. Death is chasing you faster than your heart beats. Good night if you are able to see the sun this morning.” The words of Bharath intimidate Anjali to the core, and her forehead is soaked in sweat, with sweat droplets rolling down to her eye brows. As she tries to get off the bus, she hears a drunk voice, “Hey girl, Is this your lip stick?” and she turns back to see the owner of the voice. The mysterious person shows a small card on which something’s written that Anjali could only manage to read with great difficulty. She gets the shock of her life and she grabs the lipstick and gets off at the Strathfield Albert Rd bus stand, and starts running towards the plaza. She suddenly realizes that Pooja is still on the call and she screams, “Pooja, he is here, right here. I saw him. Flee out of your house at the soonest. See you at Epping Train Station in 30 minutes.” Saying this to Pooja, she realizes the call has been disconnected and she knows nothing about when it got disconnected. She tries calling back Pooja, and she can hear the IVR system saying, “Sorry. You have insufficient balance to make a call. Please rechar………” Anjali, hangs up the call in frustration and bangs her mobile on to her forehead and runs to the Telstra phone booth outside the plaza entrance and inserts a 50 cent and dials Pooja’s number which is switched off by now. Anjali stands deserted not knowing whether she will ever meet Pooja again.

My lovely moon :)

I love the way you admire the moon though you see it every day,

You look at me and lose yourself though you are with me every moment,

Wish I had eyes and mind like you that sees and loves every beauty around,

All of a sudden, when I talk like this, so abrupt and weird it might sound,

All the love that I have is just hidden or expressed in a weird way,

When I gather up all the love to be shown, I feel I don’t need to say,

When I think am I this dumb, you always convince me that I am nice,

The love that you plough out of me is the one that’s flooded in my eyes,

How can a girl be so quenched with the droughty love that she can get,

Nothing I have gone better in showing my love the right way since we met,

Still we are a loving couple to the eyes of the world for some reason,

Our love and rapport is like the flooding rain in the summer season,

The day since I have met you, there has been a million emotions running in me,

The day since I held your hand, I never felt like moving my fingers away from your wrist,

The day since I have spoken to you, I never felt like muting my voice even while sleeping,

The day since I have heard you speaking, I wanted the whole world to go silent till you finish,

The day since we hugged each other, I wished I remain a statue forever as hugging you,

The day since I looked into your eyes, I felt like if not for these eyes, I can go blind,

The day since I felt your love, I wished I do not need to see anymore love as this is enough for all my lives…

I love you da :)

The IPL 3 clash - Super Kings versus the chargers

Its gonna be such a treat to watch this match for quite a few reasons.

Chennai Super Kings are back with a roar though there are some pitfalls in some international players

who are unable to make it to the starting matches of CSK due to a bottleneck stint of national duty.

The mongoose is burning the news articles all over and our own Haydos being its brand ambassador is

expected to put up some fireworks on the field.The skipper Dhoni is right on track with his natural same old

style of pinch hitting and Raina being the warrior in the previous two seasons. CSK though don't possess such

a fiery bowling attack, as always, it is gonna rely highly upon its cohesively beefed up batting line up

by putting a mammoth score on the board and rattling the opponents with a intimidating chase. Deccan chargers

who are expecting to bounce back this match after their loss against Knight riders, will be looking on to change

some strategy but their helpless situation of having no option with their overseas players, they really can't

do any better shuffle around. Gilly, with his aggressive form will be a man to watch out nevertheless the domestic

bowlers of CSK are no less if they are gonna hit the spots right from the start that they are capable of.

CSK - Watch out for - Haydos, Dhoni, Raina, Tyagi

Chargers - Gilly, Symonds, Vaas

CSK pitfalls - Bowling attack

Deccan pitfalls - Out of form batsmen

CSK Edge - Dhoni's captaincy, Haydos power packed batting

Deccan Edge - Vaas' bowling dominance, Gilly's fiery start

Watch out for more action.... post match....

- B :)

To my Valentine :-)

A sweet journey of a loveable couple :)

July 2009

I ran and flew all the way to reach the place,

Wandering pathless before seeing your pretty face,

All that I had to talk at that time went with the air,

My heart immediately said that she will be my best pair,

The love that I treasured inside my heart but kept it hidden,

Ran mad in love & suffered the sweet of pain being love bitten,

The day came when I again got to meet you at the cocktail,

Unable to reach you with my hands stretched took me all pale,

When I was all about to unleash my love for you,

I was tensed coz moments left to say out were few,

When the words were waiting to be slowly uttered,

Got the shock of my life and was totally shattered

August 2009

Kept my hand on my heart and consoled myself all is well,

Though I alone knew that my life's going thru such a hell,

I smiled at you every moment when my mind said you are mine,

Fact was you weren't, but still I said to myself its all fine,

Do I expect to change the past I hold inside,

With all the words I say repeating over in my mind,

Some things you can't erase no matter how hard you try,

An exit to escape is all there is left to find,

We met again to shake our feet together for the dance,

I again went all love struck with your single glance,

Though I was happy about your presence all the while,

I used to curse god for trapping me in this fussy pile,

September 2009

This is when you sought my help to learn and study,

The final moments of my mind when they were steady,

We both leaned over each other and shared our thoughts,

Grievances you had in your mind were lots and lots,

It was your birthday and had no clue what to do,

All that I could do was to write poems in lines of two,

You looked a cute little baby dressed up in the saree,

When you greetd with the pretty smile you looked a fairy,

I got to know you more and better with all truth and facts,

I was asking you to dump them up all in the old rag sacs,

Looks are deceptive and I re-witnessed the fact that day,

Felt a bit speechless and puzzled knowing nothing to say,

October 2009

This is an unforgettable chapter of our lifetime forever,

Moments shared by us will be forgotten by me never and ever,

I understood the real love that you had within your heart,

We got into a blissful relationship never staying apart,

We walked with our problems in silence

Dawn falling into dusk

Leafs collecting at our cold and tired feet

Along with what grieved us

Our conscious asked questions that we longed to hear,

Is the grass really greener on the other side?

Though we knew the answers are that we always fear,

Boldly we stepped out of the box making a stride,

November 2009

Love blossomed in both our hearts and we said it out,

The moment we heard it from each other we had no single doubt,

Wanted to yell out and brag to this whole world about our love,

Our parents said yes to both of us and I still keep wondering how,

We had millions of thoughts to share and ample of time to spend,

Though we had our problems and puzzles we had the hope to mend,

My cute cub never missed an opportunity to cuddle within this bear,

None can get such a sweetheart as their wife upon which I can swear,

Clasped palms never came out of each other through the miles we walked,

Our hearts were so wanting and within each other they were dearly locked,

The whole town knew about we are into each other within this short span,

Everyone hardly could say that we are made for each other with a quick scan,

December 2009

The patch of life where I was low with everything possible facing turn downs,

Being my wife you just ensured you made me feel taken care in all ups and downs,

Life's best moments never go unsaid or unnoticed and not an exception when its us,

Both of us waited, yearned and longed for each other without even a single fuss,

I still do not know why do I love you with all my heart,

One thing is for sure that I felt it from the start,

You will never know that you have given me such pleasure,

This is why I feel that you are my one true treasure,

Whenever you happen to say that you love me for life

I feel it running hard and fast to the depths of my soul

With just one thought in mind referring to yourself as my wife

For the first time in life it helps make me feel me whole

January 2010

The year started with bundles of surprise awaiting my love,

The pretty ring holding your tiny finger with all my love,

The day spent with you is all memorable through all my life,

Makes me feel who else on this planet can be my best wife,

So remember when your eyes meet mine,

I love you with all my heart,

And I have poured my entire soul into you,

Right from the very start,

For all this while, there had been love riots happening inside my soul,

Witnessing a tug of war to check who loves the other one the most,

Without you being with me for me I never feel myself as whole,

When we both love each other so much we have no choice other than to boast,

February 2010

The memorable valentine's day of my life is on the brink,

Time has fled so fast within the time I had to make a wink,

I feel just now we had met and got to know each other,

Never mind how long it is as if either of us is gonna bother,

Will you be my valentine forever, I wish to ask this to you,

I go on my knees to propose you with all love from my heart,

Will wait and look into your eyes for you to affirm the same,

I can feel that pleasure of yearn when I wait for your love,

What have you done to me and my life, I am just crazy about you,

Though I fight and shout at you, its all the love I have for you,

What else is a better way to express my love, I have to sit n discover,

For now, all I can say is every word and action of mine is soaked in love,

Whatever you think or feel about me please have one thing in mind unerased,

All that happens in our life is just due to the immense love we have for each other,

The day that is not gonna be there, the world won't be there to witness it,

Impossible is such a thing for us to miss out each other,

Though the times we miss each other is not feeling our absence,

Its just that we feel each other's presence too much within us,

The time when we hate and yell at each other is not due to hatred,

Its the moment when we feel the other one is all ours with all love,

Everything is fair in love and war, this is what people say,

I would say everything is beautiful and sweet in our love,

Reason behind that is whatever happens, we bond stronger with each other,

In which nook and corner, can you find such a love, say thats impossible,

Last but not the least, sweetheart, had it been a letter, it would have been soaked,

Soaked with just my tears, amalgamated with happiness and yearning,

Just b with me, holding my hand, walking with me, in our sweet journey,

I am lost outta words, I love you, I will love you, I love you with all of mine. . . .

BE MY VALENTINE . . . PLSSSSSSSSSSSSSS . . . :)

- B :)