Soul Mate

Prelude:

One lazy Sunday morning, my Preety Sistah of My White Window chanced upon me in FB (today)! I clicked LIKE on a post of her which goes this way and I quote: "You write so beautifully....the inside of your mind must be a terrible place." Then we had some few exchanges encouraging me to give life again to a dormant blog (this blog of mine) which had been sleeping for quite sometime now...and out of this pitter-patter feelings I have at the moment when she nudged me, I promised, yes, I promised to write something today! 

So, dear pretty, I am penning some few lines here and hopefully you will like it!It's a topic I am wishing to write about ever since...or I guess I may have touched this topic a bit from my past posts...:-)

SOULMATE

I wish I would have found him

And I can start believing in miracles and magic

In a world that's full of strangers

I wish to wake up each day with him

And hear his voice softly whispering in my ears

That he loves me more than anything else

I wish to watch beautiful sunsets with him

And walk hand in hand, feeling the warmth 

As we chase tiny ripples along the seashores

I wish to spend simple dinner with him

And share the good and the bad times

We have had in this chaotic world

I wish to dance the night away with him

And get mesmerized in the romantic music

That accompanies our nervous steps on the dance floor

I wish to share and tell him all

The pains, the tears, the disappointments

The triumphs, the joys and the laughter..

And I wish I will have the courage to let him know

That he is the best thing that ever happened to me

And I will love him with my whole heart, body and soul!

x x x 

Terrible thoughts dear Pretty, from a beautiful mind... :D Errrrr...the silent, romantic side of me huh!

New

In twenty thirteen

I pray for new hope, blessings

And gladness in life!   

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Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt: NEW

STORMS I YEARN

Lord, please flood my life

With tidal waves of blessings

And storms of grace!

Life's blessings I yearn

Happiness, peace, contentment

For my family!

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Written for Haiku Heights

Prompt: STORM

Also for One Single Impression

Prompt: YEARN

Happy 4th Anniversary!

Happy 4th Blog Anniversary!

Today is my blog's 4th anniversary! I almost forgot. Thanks to a short conversation with Lena of the Colors of My Soul . Without that small chat over FB, I may not be reminded of how special is today!

Happy anniversary to my blog "Dreams Are My Reality"!

Like what is etched in my blog: “Dreams are like the paints of a great artist. Your dreams are your paints, the world is your canvas. Believing, is the brush that converts your dreams into a masterpiece of reality.”

And because of that, I firmly believe that "Dreams are true interpreters of our inclinations, but art is required to sort and understand them. – Michel De Montaigne - 

"I think I shall write books and get rich and famous; that would suit me, so that is my favorite dream"...:-)

Looking forward to that day when I will finally be writing my own book! Hopefully! :D

P.S. My passion for baking of late stole lots of my time for writing, hence my blog went a-lazy for so many times.

And yet, I was not able to bake a cake for my blog's anniversary! :-(

Celebrate Vengeance

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 33; the thirty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is 'Celebrations'

She plunged the glinting dagger deeply with force into his heart.

Shocked as he was, he struggled gasping for breath and clutching his heart….until he lay drenched in a pool of his own blood.

Then he breathed his last with his eyes staring in anger towards her vengeful face.

After years of suffering, she could finally heave a sigh of relief and be happy as she swiped clean the bloody dagger.

He was a selfish rogue. He didn't give her what was due to her. All he did was to try in vain to take advantage of her subordinate position. But she never gave in. 

He thought one day she will fall in his trap and tried his trick. But she was smarter than he knew and she could keep him at bay. The dirty old wretch actually deserved more than what she did.

If only it was needed to plunge that dagger as many times as she wanted, she would have happily done it. But the initial plunge itself was enough to take the devil’s life. Her anger had not subsided and she was not satisfied.

She now sat in a cozy corner in a private coffee nook sipping her hot coffee as she recollected that fateful day with that devil.

Finally, it is time for her to celebrate!

The eagerly  awaited end of a fiend had come. 

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