Sometimes..
you collide with a person, and
you get this feeling, that they
might become important to you.
Maybe it is from a look or an act of kindness.
Or maybe,
you just like the way your world feels
when they are in it. đ
#MerryChristmas đ #HappyNewYear â¤
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And then,
one of the most beautiful memory pops-up in his Facebook notification.
It is a picture of her with him quoting.. âOne year ago, on this dayâ. đ đ
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In a Silence..
He thinks of Her.
He thinks of the ‘Promises’, He thinks of ‘Love’.
As He walks down the memory lane, He remembers a word ‘Forever’.
Which he now accepts as ‘Never’. đ
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And then suddenly,
the tears escaped from her eyes,
like pain running down her cheeks.. đĽ
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Merry Christmas đ & Happy New Year â¤
Sometime all we need is a new perspective.
After publishing 125 posts, and seeking 1000’s of kind notes from fellow bloggers.. The blog finally decided for a change that has been slightly hard to take. The change which the blog author was willing to make for long and finally took it. The blog has a new URL(web address).
Welcome to.. thebrokenspecs (https://thebrokenspecs.wordpress.com)
Do you know, pair of broken glasses left on US gallery floor was once mistaken for art. đ
Why its named, “The Broken Specs“?
I was remembering one occasion when I fell asleep in bed with my glasses on. When I woke up I was lying on them and they were all flat. I tried to bend the temples back and broke both of them. Luckily, I could see with an old pair of glasses that were still stronger than the prescription that I needed at the time. But I was very sad because I liked the broken glasses a lot and they couldn’t be repaired. đ
It is important to hold Love & Trust with a lot of care, don’t let it down, because once broken they cannot be repaired. đ
Hope you enjoy reading the blog.. đ
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So, during the transit today, I heard a song blasting out of the earphones of a girl(with a thoughtful smile) standing at a stretch away. With a feeling that I have heard the song before, I quickly searched and found that the song is named “Open Book” and is from an album called TV Dinners of Mikey McCleary. I first heard this song during a TV add-break. I remember the song was used in a Mobile Network advertisement which impart ‘Moments of life are made for sharing’.
The add shows how life changes for a girl after the breakup. The video is short, just 00:46 seconds long. I hope you’ll like it. â¤
The lyric are as,
I guess my life’s an open book
Anyone can take a look
No secrets here, to hide
This is just me
Holidays that come and go
Feelings change, people grow
And all I know is
I like being free
Da, Da, Da
I’ll be fine
This is me now
But I could change
Any time.
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Hi đ
This, the post you’re reading right now is the 100th post on this blog (I wonder if you couldn’t have guessed it from the title. đ đ )
It’s been a journey that I never thought coming. I can say.. it’s huge.. 100 Posts. â¤
It’s been amazing journey from my first post, Journey to NIIT University, Neemrana , that was posted almost a year ago to my 100th post. When I first posted my thoughts, I never thought that later I will be posting 99 more blog posts, I even didn’t thought to post 10. But it has just happened that I am posting my 100th blog post.
I don’t have many friends who blog but I signup-ed on WordPress because one of my friend wanted me to read her posts. And I really liked reading what she writes, maybe because it was better than the stuff in the textbooks. đ
After my first post on WordPress, I almost didn’t posted for next 3 months because I never thought of blogging and my first post just came when I was ideal. Slowly and slowly, I started to post more often. It may be because I got more time and writing a random thought was a pleasant thing to put in. I never got addicted to blogging but I’ve always tried to post regularly and till now I’ve prosper in doing it.
I say, a blog becomes more powerful when it is being loved by people. And due to all lovely blogger’s who have visited my blog and have read my post and even appreciated it by liking and commenting is far more greater than anything else which has made me to post regularly. It’s been remarkable how much this blog and its posts has been loved. â¤
I would like to mention few of the posts that have been liked most and few of the posts that are close to me. đ
The post that has been liked most was, “You can always make money, you canât always make memories” â¤
Definitely it is been the post that has been close to all of us. As journey to new world brings new possibilities, by being open minded. đ
Photography has been one art that has impressed me a lot on WordPress. The Photographs that are very simple but extremely thoughtful. I wrote a post on photography for all the fellow blogger’s, People with Camera . đ
WordPress also has many blogger’s who bring a variety of food to us. Food is close to me đ and I have always liked foods posts. After travelling few paces, I also thought to post on a special cuisine, A Indian Snack – Jhaal Muri/Bhel Puri , it is been the most tasty snack on the streets of Mumbai, competing with Vada Pav. đ
It’s hard for me to choose which was the best post but all the post are close to me in someway or the other. The posts have brought me to know some amazing blogger’s and has helped me knowing their perspective towards specific topics. What people have shared has motivated me, given me hope and at times has made me realize how better the world is. đ
I really want to say ‘Thank You’ to all the blogger’s who have appreciated the posts and have been so kind to me. đ
Thank You.. đ
Friday, 19:24
Here, I am standing next to my friend and in front of a girl who this guy likes a lot.
Today, near this fast food corner he has met her after a long time, with a question.. “How are you? and what you doing here? đ “. She replies with a smile on her face, “I’m awesome & just waiting for a friend. How about you?”. With a happiness in his body language, he said “I’m fine, as always! Just here with my friend to get something to eat. đ How about your friend, is the person from your college or school? “. With a shy smile she says, “Actually, He is my school friend & I am meeting him after a long time.” For a second or two he hasn’t said anything, looks down and then again looking at her, says, “School friends are always specially, he must be your good friend.” With an extremely thoughtful smile as if she remembered someone, she speaks, “Yes, he is my best friend & I like him a lot. ⤠” Suddenly her phone rang and after 5 seconds of conversation on phone she said, “time for me to go, will see you next time. Bye!! ” In a low voice he was only able to say, “Oh… Great, take care, Bye! đ ” She turned and started walking away.
As we started the long walk back, he slows down and turns back to see her getting lost in the crowd. In a very less of a time she was out of the picture of our eyes. I put my right hand on his shoulder and without a word being said he turned and started walking.
Throughout their talks, I was a person who was only listening to both of them. I knew about her as this guy has talked a lot about her in past few years. As we were walking back, we did not exchanged a word with each other. He was just moving slowly with some deep breaths and looking into the sky for a while. I know he was not okay.
One thing that I acknowledge was the last words he said that evening, “Oh..Great!”
This “Oh” sounded as if his heart has ripped into millions of pieces. He was not able to speak after that. It appeared as if his throat has choked and only thing he was able to do is, breathe. đ
I think..
The saddest people
always try their hardest
to make people happy..
Because
they know what it’s like
to feel absolutely worthless
and
they don’t want anybody else
to feel like that.. đ
Thank You đ
Thanks for liking, commenting, sharing and following.. I will definitely try to compensate you back in either of those ways. Thanks for the support which you all have given from past 4 months. I have loved this experience of blogging.
If I was not able to get back to you in time, I was not ignoring you, I was just occupied a bit.
I appreciate everyone â¤
Thank You ! đ
The Broken Specs 