The Colors Magazine is again updated with Top 5 of Woman’s Fears.
If you know a lot about fears and phobias, and have something to share, do contribute to the post and I promise to update the post with the most interesting ideas.
See you all at The Colors Magazine.
Have you ever thought why people want to get their Ex back? And if they actually should? That's the topic which is covered in today's Love Ramblings on The Colors Magazine.
Here is a short abstract of it:
"I could understand why you want to get someone back. You might still love this person. No matter if you hurt them or they hurt you. You are ready to forgive and forget or you are ready to beg for forgiving. Is it worth it? Yes, the history knows the cases when people get married, divorce, then realize their mistakes and get married again. And live happily. Like all the fairytales promise. And you so want to believe that yours is the same case. That once you get back together things will be different and you won’t repeat same mistakes and you won’t ever part your ways again".Want to read more, check it out here Read more...
Ok, here I go again with shameless promotion :P
Today I proudly announce the launching of the very first pdf Issue of The Colors Magazine - The Relationships Guide. And you can download it absolutely FREE.
That is compilation of few articles which are known as Tuesday Love Ramblings here.
More aboutthe 1st Issue of The Colors Magazine you can read here.
Now some more news. The Colors Magazine (ya ya I know I am talking a lot about it) goes SOCIAL. If you don’t want to miss the latest news, now you can follow us on Twitter and Facebook.
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Love you all,
See you around :)
I know I have been absent from your blogs for ages but I am going to come back to it next week. And I am just reminding all of you that I am shifting from this place to The Colors Magazine.
Dear everyone,
you should have noticed I reduced my activity on blogger and have hardly visited anyone of you. For that I am sorry and will try my best to catch up with everyone of you soon. One of many reasons for me being so busy is my new kid, a website I am launching with the help of a dear friend who made sich a birthday present for me. The idea of making something bigger was there for long and now I finally realized it... took me some time to design things and make them the way I want to and today i can proudly announce the birth of my new home - The Colors Magazine (yes, yes, click the link, its working perfectly).
For now most of the posts there are from this blog, but new stuff is coming up.
I won't delete my blog here but most probably I will update less frequently. And all of you are welcome at my new site, do visit, do subscribe, be sure you don't miss anything.
And please don't forget to add my new website to your blogrolls. Thanks in advance.
Love you all,
take very good care,
see you at The Colors Magazine
My birthday is on 8th March. Not that I am asking for the gifts, 2 months later, no, I’m not, so you can relax now. It is just my way to start a story about something or maybe SOMEONE special. So, let me continue.
On the 7th March, in the late evening, I was sitting in my room with my laptop, online, chatting with a couple of friends. At 9:30 pm exactly I got a call. More than that it was a call from one of friends I was chatting with. Surprised I did pick up and the first thing I heard was a happy birthday song. It was sweet and cute but a little bit early. Though that friend of mine didn’t actually bother about THAT fact. She said since it was midnight in India it was officially my birthday. I didn’t argue. Nobody would. Especially after hearing the song. We talked for quite some time, can’t actually imagine how much did that call cost her, but for me it was the most precious gift.
The first call on your birthday (which technically still was not my birthday) is always special.
The girl is crazy, I tell you. She is no doubts sweet and cute and lovely... and god, she has such a sweet voice. But she is crazy. She didn’t want my cake. In fact I was ordered to eat all the cake alone because she wanted me to be fat. And she was laughing all the time, which was so contagious that it brought me into a bright mood for the next 24 hours.
She is an angel, I mentioned so many times already that she IS and ANGEL. Whenever she comes online she starts with januuuuuuuu… and after I don’t respond instantly it turns into januuuuuuuuu??? I can practically see these question marks in her eyes, which by the way are very beautiful (the eyes, not question marks). And when I don’t respond after januuuuuuuu with question marks then where are you? comes and after that a lot of waaaaaaaaaaaing. So our chats are usually full with waaaaaaing.
She is the only one who still hasn’t given up on teaching me Hindi. No, don’t expect me to TALK Hindi or even to UNDERSTAND it. But I can curse :D
She calls me names. Maybe only Sami calls me more names than her. But okay, I am not that sweet. I call them names too. They are big dumbis. But everyone knows it anyways.
She is one pure soul. When you meet such people, you don’t let them go ever. You stick to them, hold on to them, you handle them with utmost care and you love them. There are not many out there in these big worlds who are so special, so loving, so caring, so beautiful in all aspects.
I love this girl, she is my friend, my soulsister, my Preetu Sweetu - a Big Dumbi! That’s Preeti’s birthday tomorrow, on the 8th May. And I just want to let her know how much I love her.
When you grow up, you stop dreaming... the child inside you turns into someone you dont know and even not sure if you want to know...
And as the child disappears giving place to another you, your dreams disappear with that cheerful bubbly happy kid...
Some people never let that child go and keep their dreams safe for the rest of their lives...
Some give up on their dreams and grow up accepting the reality.
Don't tell me giving up is easier. For me that's the toughest thing you can ever do. To leave something you love. To let go of the part of you. To accept that some things weren't meant to be.
To grow up.
It does not mean you don't have dreams anymore. It only means you dream on a safer side.
I am a dreamer... But I have grown up. I could say that sucks, but I will say life goes on.
On a brighter note... maybe I haven't grown up.. maybe my child just fell asleep.
PS: I am here and I am fine. Will be back to blogging and bloghopping once I am done with my issues :) Till then, hope things will go great for everyone!
PPS: Tuesday Love Ramblings are on break... till the kid in me wakes up again :)
Sometimes you need time to think. About your life, your decisions, your choices. You want to figure out what is good and what is bad. You desperately need to know where you stand. You feel like you are losing yourself in this crazy run for nothing. And all you want is just to find some colors in these drab realities of everyday life. You close your eyes to search for them. But when you open your eyes in the full conviction that yes, you finally got it, you know that trees are green and flowers are red, sky is blue and sun is so bright that it makes you happy, when you open your eyes being sure that everything will change now, it does not… all you see is the same dull reality and no colors.
That’s when you want to crawl into your bed, close your eyes and be left alone. Why? Because only then you can fight your own fears and insecurities. Only when the lights go off, you can let your thoughts out and fight with them in the silence of the night. Yes, you might be hurt, a little bruised, slightly broken, and most probably scared, but at the end of the day you still are there. And you still are fighting. And you will wake up the next morning and fight more. And you will get over it and find your colors. You will see that trees indeed are green and flowers are red. You will realize that the sky is blue and the sun is bright. And it will make you HAPPY.
Sometimes you really just want to be left alone. You want to shelter yourself in your bed, wrap yourself into the blanket and get a chance to stay one on one with your own thoughts.
But maybe sometimes we don’t have to think much… maybe sometimes we should just live, cross our fingers and hope for the best.
This is a re-post from TLR, modified... scheduled.. And, no, i am not back yet, just could not miss Valentine's Day :)
That's to all of us who love, are loved or will be loved :)
From all the mysteries life has gifted us with love is the most mysterious mystery. Everyone has their own answers to the question what love is, yet nobody really knows.
How many times have you been asked what love is. And how many times have you tried to come up with the answer which could possibly match all the aspects of love. And how many times you had to compromise with the vocabulary that seems not to be enough to be worth the beauty of this feeling. Countless…
From all 6 billion human beings on this planet everyone knows what love is but nobody can explain as it is very different for each one of us. And on the other hand, it is still the same.
You can't explain what you feel when you hear “I love you” said by someone you always wanted to hear it from.
You can’t explain the extent of your pain when you miss someone you love.
You can’t explain why when you are with the one you love time flies faster and when you are without them time goes slowly.
You can’t give the answers about what you feel, how you feel and when you feel it.
Have you ever asked this “How much you love me?” – question? I bet at least half of you did. Silly, isn’t it? Can you answer this one if being asked? The answers you can come up with can be different. “More than anyone/thing else’, “above all”, “unimaginable”, “with no limits”, “a lot”. But what is this “a lot”?
A lot is more then the amount of stars in the sky...
More than the amount of drops of water in the ocean...
More than the amount of money on earth...
More than the number of humans on this planet...
More than infinity...
You get the picture, don’t you? A lot is a lot... it's its own quantity.
The mystery of love continues on all the way through it. Can you explain why you love someone? And when everyone around says you are a little too good for him/her, why you fight and defense and ignore all this and do love them no matter what. What is the reason you love this person? You will never be able to explain; you can say he/she is sweet, cute, caring, loving… and lots of stuff like that. But aren’t lots of other people you meet cute, caring, sweet? Then why him/her? And how do you know this is exactly the right person?
I can’t find a reason why God gave you to me. But that’s not a question to be asked. May be question is how did God know that I needed someone like you.
For all of us love is the biggest happiness and lucky are those who happened to experience it and those who will. We only shouldn’t forget that this mystery is always about risks and it requires you to jump. Don't be a person who has to look back and worry about what might happen, don’t be afraid of the mysterious thing called love as it is there regardless what we want and what we feel. It is just there.
Love is a feeling, not a decision. You can't choose who you love, you can’t give any reasons for that, you can’t understand why they love you .
