This is a quest.

And the rivalries continue. The He and She thing continues. And somebody's got to pay the price besides him and her, that is them, as together, as a whole. While she uses every bit of strengh, calmness and stillness she possesses to ignore him, not reply him, he puts ice cubes all over his heart to cool down the warmth, affection and love he has for her. While the brick made walls of her heart still remain intact, his is no more. We know what the people say, 'Boys don't cry', 'Boys are strong', 'Boys are not depressed', but one should see them at 3AM in the darkest part of the night. That's where the real person comes out of the mask holding the person all day long.

A flood of emotions rushed into me. Pain and anger. Sadness and pity. But most surprising of all, hope. That rare kind of hope that actually makes you feel better. That hope helps me. That hope which makes you believe in life once again. That hope which makes you believe that you can shine too, you are a star too. That hope which makes you realize that you are not done.

Sometimes I really wish you'd not sleep like this. Sometimes I really wish that you would not leave me alone like this. Sometimes I really wish that we sleep together and be together. Sometimes I wish there would not be days like these because they make me feel a bit strange. Not that I do not like you sleeping peacefully, but I want to sleep peacefully too. I wish that you had woken up for a few minutes but I also wish that your sleep shouldn't be disturbed so I guess we can call it even. Sometimes I get so deep thinking about things and us that it seems impossible to escape that haunted house of imagination and fantasies. It gets wild. It gets catastrophic. It gets out of control. It almost seems real. It gets me you and ecstasy which is a deadly combination. The only thing it doesn't get me is the satisfaction that is is real because it is not. Sometimes I wish you were just with me, whether sleeping or not, but just with me. With me.

Just a reminder, Farhan Akhtar wrote this, not me. Dilon mein tum apni Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho Toh zinda ho tum Nazar mein khwabon ki Bijliyan leke chal rahe ho Toh zinda ho tum Hawa ke jhokon ke jaise Aazad rehno sikho Tum ek dariya ke jaise Lehron mein behna sikho Har ek lamhe se tum milo Khole apni bhaayein Har ek pal ek naya samha Dekhen yeh nigahaein Jo apni aankhon mein Hairaniyan leke chal rahe ho Toh zinda ho tum Dilon mein tum apni Betaabiyan leke chal rahe ho Toh zinda ho tum.

I don't see why won't you just text me and end my misery, take me out of this deep hollow hole you've put me into and took prisoner. You know, today just might be the perfect day, and our rebound. It's raining, slowly as for now and the raindrops on my window makes me miss you more. Missing you and this rain is a poem on its own. They don't need any description. Although this rain is one of those where I sit on the chair in the rain with the mobile in one of my hands, scrolling your pics back and forth and the other hand holding a glass of Mountain Dew and I MISS YOU LIKE HELL. I really have no idea where you are right now, or why are you not replying but I sure hope that you miss me even a fraction of what I am missing right now. I am even jealous. I am envious. I am jealous of the stuff that keeps being touched and used by you from time to time. It isn't just me and it isn't just her, it is what we are together that's the exception. It's what we a

Well, the Triple As are here. They are the Samsung Galaxy A3, Samsung Galaxy A5 and the elder of the lot, Samsung Galaxy A7. Beautifully elegant devices I have to say. I am calling them the Triple As. Not short on the starpower, coming from the Korean's garage of luxury devices, having a great worth to the money and metal sides, the Korean Giants sure mean business. All three devices have their duos version. I want to write on each device individually but as I am a college student, I rarely get time for my passion. All three have latest 64 bit chipsets and same high resolution cameras. All three have the 5MP selfie front camera. To be honest with you guys, the baby, A3 is my personal favorite of the lot. It is totally worth the money. Priced right along the Galaxy Grand Prime, it adds the luxury of being smaller(Which in my own opinion is better), having a Super Amoled screen and metal clad body. It costs about 200-230$ and it is totally worth it. Having a 8MP camera with 1080p

This is kind of the story of my whole life. As I said, kind of, for who can understand might be able to decipher me.  So, here we go. Once upon a time, I was absurd, I had no morals and did whatever I want, however I wanted and wherever I wanted. I did not care about anything, literally, not like the wannabes on social networks stating 'My Life my rules', neither like the I don't give a shit types. I actually was like that, and my siblings and parents are open minded, they didn't stop me from anything. I was going through my post matric vacations. I was totally on the wrong track, just with the satisfaction from the blind heart that it was right. I was so blindsided. I was a spoiled brat. I ate what I wanted, there was no routine. But why am I telling you all this? This ain't interesting, right? So let's cut ahead. There came this girl, totally insane, with the right amount of craziness, soberness, beauty. And by beauty I mean, both inner and outer. She was