A crush? Oh my!

 I first saw "Titanic"...umm whenever I did! Just that I was way too young to watch it! :P
The movie was captivating for me. And even though I was so young, I still understood the gravity of Jack and Rose's love for each other. Also, I was wickedly jealous of Rose.
At first I wasn't attracted to him, but when I saw Jack frozen in the water with Rose trying to wake him up, I started bawling my eyes out.
I thought it was a real story, and I was watching an actor die filming it. I tried to console myself by telling me it was just a movie, but it didn't help me sleep at night.
I remember having dreams of me falling through the water and flying through the sunken Titanic. I would meet Jack by the clock, and we would embrace and kiss while everyone around us applauded.
I still have a crush on Leo today. But the Jack Dawson that stole my young heart has to rest in peace. 

That is, until I have the occasional dream taking me on another journey down to that amazing ship. :)

HUM TUM :D

It was in 2004 when a Bollywood flick called 

"Hum Tum" 

released. For the promotion purposes the movie's creative team came up with the concept of cartooning the film's actual characters..which led to a greater exposure for the movie & the cartoon characters too became a 

Total-Hit! 

Amongst the other teeny-tiny fan base there was Me! 

I absolutely loved them(Hum-Boy, Tum-Girl) from Day1!! 

Since then I never missed a single day of the Toon section in the newspapers :P

Even today, I still have cut-outs of these jolly-little, funny-little newspaper cartoon strips shoved as a bunch in my old wallet!

It gives me great pleasure to have this kind of technology aided environment today that I'm able to Share with u guys what once was the reason for my most cherished laughter :)

Love, the veil of deception I want you out,

I want to get away in the wake of the failure

bind you so painless and landscape

to walk without feeling alone

get my poetry as a shield

when the arrows of reality you aim,

and give you the wings of realism magic

for overflights sea of neglect.

Love, who sought to find love,

happiness will always be appropriate,

my hug evils you away

which tends to be around good people,

that will never want you out

originality soap that makes you unique

and I can make myself indestructible

and cover the finger pointing.

Love, the time you suffered confiscated

so you do not even know no memories.

what I never had..

And I was falling apart

disintegrate as suddenly things do not exist,

leaving pieces of me everywhere,

unwind in a sloppy:

a little here, where I thought he was,

and a little beside you, where ever I was.

I got rid of questions, again and again,

and I redid in sadistic responses

to prove that I had won.

I was disarmed and me

names,

places,

dates,

perhaps love..

Yes, even love,

love that I never had.

Since November

will never come

and knock on the door as I hoped

you will not know the glint in my eyes

or the fragrance of my hair purple

do not devour the pages

of stories that do not solve it.

but wait come to my rusty

words and transparent blues laments

maybe we will meet...

but on that one day

...I will not come

…I'll wait.