He was there right in front of me... his unfaltering gaze rested on me like the pleasant rays of the moon. Those eyes...so deep....so mischievous...so full of unspoken words...we stood there looking at each other lost in each other. We stood there oblivious of the surroundings expect for each other's presence. Deep inside my heart I wished this moment would last for ever. At that moment I heard the ringing of some distant bells...church bells...a good omen!! My wish has been granted!!!!! I wanted to share this happiness with him. Just then the ground under my feet began to shake. I was scared but he was smiling mischievously looking at me. The tremor became vigorous only increasing my fear. I shut my eyes tightly praying it to stop. My prayer was answered again...the quake stopped. I opened my eyes excitedly thinking about the everlasting moment....thinking about him....but what I saw next was the last thing I ever wanted at that moment. There definitely was a face looming over mine. Far from being pleasant it had a weird expression written all over it. That was the cute (not at that moment) face of my dearest, sweetest and most adorable roommate. I stared at her blankly trying to take in the imperfect reality in front of my eyes so far away from my perfectly perfect dream wishing it would have lasted a little longer.
"Are you alright Harry???"
I was still trying to figure out how I got transported from that world to this without my knowledge. In the mean time my roommate got restless about my blank stares and did what she thought was the best way to wake me up. She grabbed both my shoulders and shook me so hard...
"Harry! What’s wrong with you??? Are you alright??? How come you didnt hear the alarm ring??? Even now you look like sleeping with your eyes open...Wake Up!!!!!!"
Well!! That explains all the good omens and earth quakes and also the reason behind the mischievous smile of Mr. Perfect. Finally I gave in to her efforts to wake me up and got out of bed assuring her I was perfectly fine. Though she reluctantly accepted that in the beginning, she was very much satisfied later on when she saw me fussing about monday mornings and running around the house panicking that I was getting late thus marking the beginning of yet another perfectly normal day. It took more than the efforts put by my roommate to actually get him out of my mind. It was a bit more than a li'l difficult to accept it was just a dream. My mind kept replaying it every now and then when I was not completely occupied making it tough to push it away as just another dream. Strange isnt it????
Hey Mr.Perfect! I donno if u really exist...but if u do...do find me soon before its too late;-)

Things change People change
The world around us changes
but i thought you n I will never change and
our relation would remain the same for ever........Wish i could ever say that again

i was surprised when i heard that "the only thing that is constant in this world is change"
i found it ironical....how can something that changes be permanent???

But what was an irony became reality and what was meant to be forever faded away
leaving behind only memories of the past like the beautiful rose, whithered and reduced to mere bookmarks ready to crumble at the slightest touch

Time passed by seasons rolled on
spring lead into what seemed like an endless winter
The roses dried the plant died
just like the feelings and emotions we had for each other

The coldness seeped in
making me older in my mind even before my youth passed away
The last rays of hope weakened suffocated by the darkness that engulfed me
I would never be young again.....i would never love again.....i would never be worthy of anyone's love again said my prematurely aged mind resigning to its fate

The irony became ironical
the change became stagnant and the coldness permanent
this thought quizzed me
I wanted to know the answer....
I was proved wrong once
I wanted to be proved wrong again.....it thrilled me
the quest that lay infront of me gave me a reason to think
my resigned mind revolted, refused to think beyond the walls it built for itself
the darkness threatened me, ......if I fail it would only take me deeper
the coldness supported it
but something inside me kept pushing.....something told me this is your chance, dont let it go
something kept on growing inside me
may be this is hope......A new energy filled me

I walked out of my self built prison or rather the wall of protection.....atleast i felt so till a few moments before
I stepped into the frozen garden
i took a few step further to reach its edges and mustered all the courage to look beyond them

I was surprised rather shocked to see that the land outside was not frozen. Infact there was spring again.....filled with laughter, happiness and life.
i looked at People who were not cold and people who were not old n looked at myself.......
the darkness faded and warmth filled in
I felt lighter....i felt younger again

It was not the winter that never ended...it was I who never let it go
it was not the darkness that engulfed me.....it was I who blocked away the light from reaching me

Life is not a bed of roses and everyone has their own share of lows n highs
if we concentrate on the darker side, we can never realise the brighter part of it