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Deep inside.

I may not say much.
I may ignore it.
But, don’t think that I don’t care.

I may just stand there,
In the corner.
Not knowing what to do or say.

So, I just smile.
And hope its contagious.
Spread happiness as I do.

I see the concern,
In my mother’s eyes.
And my sister’s behaviour too.

I ask, looking at the picture.
Just hanging there on the wall.
“What are you doing, oh Lord?”

And why are you doing it?
But, I know, He’ll make everything better.
He’s my friend, He’s my God.

Alone at home.
I keep myself busy,
Doing something or the other.

All I want,
Is for all the smiles to return.
One happy ending, followed by another. 🙂

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Pictures, poses and pals.

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So, a day with my friends.
We’re lovely people. We really are. We’re just a little obsessed with clicking pictures.
Every time we meet, we click a thousand pictures.
We do it for a reason.
Because, when we look at the pictures later, we can live it all again.
‘Every picture tells a story’ I heard somewhere. Well, it’s true.
And these pictures with my friends, tell me all about the fun we had, of how whenever we’re together we have the time of our lives.
One of my closest friends, shifted to America.
We met after an year.
Aaah, we had an years amount of fun in just one day.
And clicked a thousand pictures.
Spent the whole day together. With everyone.
That’s what I love about us. We could not meet for a whole year, but when we finally meet, it’s like we were never apart.

So, yes. We’ll always be photo-obsessed crazy idiots. And with every new picture, we’ll have a new story.
The love just keeps increasing. :’)