I had a dream, that you were mine.
I’ve had that dream a thousand times.. 🙂
And the day he met her,
the ink of his pen was no longer filled with tears,
but with the happiness.. 🙂
I feel so relaxed by typing few words on the paper,
I am able to scream without making a noise. 🙂
Merry Christmas 🎋 & Happy New Year ❤
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. 😀
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. 😐
It is important to hold Love & Trust with a lot of care, don’t let it down, because once broken they cannot be repaired. 😔
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It was the first time I saw her speaking with someone. She was on the other side of the library hall with one of my friend. They shared a laughter as I approach there, and it appeared like they enjoyed their moment. I greeted my friend and said “Hi” to the Miss. I realized that I will get late to catch the bus so I gave a quick hug to my friend and said goodbye to the Miss. 🙂
The next day, I was sitting on a couch in the corridor, waiting for my next class. There she came, walking in my direction. Her class was next to my class, so she sits and waits. “Hi” I greeted her. She said nothing. Maybe she didn’t hear it. I stood up and moved to my class as my professor entered the classroom. 🤓
I didn’t really know, “If she heard and ignored me, or didn’t she heard my salutation?” I asked myself. 🤔
The class got over. It was an interesting session, but I was very tired. Heading towards the bus station, I saw her walking to-and-fro the bus stop. “So she also takes the bus?” I asked myself. Maybe this time, she will hear my salutation. When I reached the bus stop, I said in a loud voice “Good Afternoon”. Now it was confirmed, I know she won’t reply. 😳
Two weeks later, I was in the Math center, helping junior students with their homework. She came, passed by, and sat down. Miss was really silent. I was able to notice she had a problem, she needed help, but she won’t call the Math tutor. Then she raises her hand and made a sign to call the tutor. Why can’t she just say “Excuse me, sir?” I asked myself. Here my friend came, she greeted me and I greet her back. 🙂
“Can you please help my friend?” my friend asks.
“Sure, I will.” I replied.
“Thanks, and please be patient with her; she is deaf.” 😐
#MerryChristmas 🎋 #HappyNewYear ❤
Sometimes He says He loves me..
Sometimes He says He does not..
Sometimes He says maybe..
And I don’t care anymore. (She Smiles) 🙂
Do you think?
God gets sad when we say,
“I don’t love myself!! 😐 ”
God must be like..
“What do you mean you don’t love yourself,
I worked so hard on you! ”
~ Love yourself, you’re beautiful. ❤
And then she paused, and spoke into silence..
“In our generation,
Trust is something that seems to be diminishing with time.
We have trust issues due to past relationships or friendships
that didn’t go well,
so we take them with us and add to the baggage we already
The past is called the past for a reason.
It happened, and there is ultimately nothing we can do about it.
But, for some reason, it seems like a hard thing to let go of for some people. 😐
If we let our pasts define our futures, we will never get ahead.
Continually, going back to what happened can keep you from seeing
what is happening.”