Dizzying wash of colour

Summer break is so close, I can almost taste it.

Only almost, though. :|

[images from weheartit]

And if the summer holds a song we might sing forever, then the winter holds a bite we’d never felt before.

But time is like the ocean

You can only hold a little in your hands

So swim before we're broken

Before our bones become

Black coral on the sand

(The Summer by Josh Pyke)

[image from tumblr]

You're gonna catch a cold from the ice inside your soul. Or the general coldness.

[images from weheartit, tumblr and flickr]

first celebrate/the flowers in your heart/confined in winter

[It's just cold. My fingers are frozen. I'm going to stop typing now. =.=]

An experimental piece.

Lemme know what you think! :)

It was all an emerald blur. She was running so fast that the entire green landscape merged into one seamless stretch. Thorns ripped at her flesh. Rough stones chafed her feet. Her white dress was in tatters. She ran until she was sure she’d lost him somewhere in the dense foliage. She pictured his face twisted in a look of horror, resting in a ravine. Just then, large hands wrapped around her shoulders and yanked her backwards. She fell and hit her head. Her vision was momentarily blotted out with ugly inky spots. But even then, she knew it was him. It was the same pair of hands that had held onto hers when she was learning to ride a bicycle. It was the same face that smiled with pride at her first solo harp performance. But now his hands were rough and his mouth turned into a snarl.

He eyed her white dress. “You’ll look pretty in red, don’t you think?” He grimaced, positioning his gun. Without wasting a second, he pulled the trigger.

Eruve launched out of bed, struggling with the duvet. Her matted hair stuck to her forehead. She looked around her bedroom and everything looked normal.

“Just a nightmare.” She murmured to herself and went back to sleep.

She awoke the next morning, fully recovered from the horrible nightmare. She saw her father reading the newspaper.

“Good morning, dear. I thought I’d let you sleep in on your birthday. But since you’re awake, why don’t you go and try on your special birthday gown!” He smiled.

As Eruve excitedly walked into her parents’ room, she saw it lying on the dresser.

Her father called out from the next room, “You’ll look pretty in red, don’t you think?”

x---------x

Falling in love should be like polaroids- *instant*

And love

Such a silly game we play

Like a summer's day in May.

(Love by Matt White)

The Technicolour Phase

I once had a grip on everything, it feels better

to let go.

(I'm Not Over by Carolina Liar)

Summer Love: Revisited

It was real, wasn't it?

You and me.

Such a long time ago we were just a couple of kids.

We really loved each other, didn't we?

(The Notebook)

...

So what? I'm still a rockstar and I don't need YOU! x)

...and that's what you call closure, Rachel.

:P

The kind of morning that lasts all afternoon

I've been bitten by the John-Mayer bug.

I don't understand! I remember not liking him because I found him really arrogant for some unfathomable reason. And now, I just can't get enough. :O

I think I may have GROWN UP. :S

When did this happen?

And in other news...

Summer is MAGNIFICENT!

I just wish there was a beach somewhere nearby. :P

I'd even wake up early to go there! And everybody who knows me is aware of how late I wake in the mornings, rather afternoons.

I suppose it's where my hate for breakfast stems from because I can never wake up in time for it! :P

But the mere addition of my favourite geographical feature to the city of New Delhi, could change EVERYTHING. :D

"Oh the summer never felt so sweet

I still feel the sand underneath my feet"

(For Always, Forever by Every Avenue)

Sunday morning!

Not a lot to do. Not a lot to think about.

The perfect way to be, if you ask me. :P

[oooh! That rhymed]

Aye, this calls for some daydreaming.

:-)

(and ofcourse, a BOOK in hand)

It's sleepy time, ALL the time

"Everyday is Saturday night

But I can't wait for

Sunday morning"

(Sunday Morning by K-OS)

Simple pleasures of a Sunday- it's what they're meant for.

No more.

:D

PTM over. And I mean O-V-U-R.

I'm finally FREEEEEEEE!

*jumps around like a hyperactive kangaroo*

And what could be better? It's Friday.

Oh yes, you know what that means.

:D

"Today is Friday, it is my day to disappear

To kings and queens and make-believe and the demons in my head"

(Friday by Goldspot)

Could it be that the anticipation of summer is better than the actual thing?

...

NAH.

Summer is going to be fab because freedom is fab.

:-)

The sunrise beat us to sleep, we didn't wanna go home so we slept on the beach

Well today was the last day of school before S-U-M-M-E-R. *sniff*

Haha! Yeah, right! I'm freakin' ECSTATIC that it's over for now. :D

Ok maybe I'll miss it just a little bit. [but that's as far as I'm pushing it! :P]

Last summer was a mess. A complete and utter mess. But also, it was also a lotta fun.

I look back to that one and only summertime that there was... a change of mood, let's call it.

Ok fine! It was a MISTAKE.

But isn't that what summer is all about? :-)

"We were just kids in love,

The summer was full of mistakes we wouldn't learn from"

(Kids In Love by Mayday Parade)

I can think of bazillions of other songs which have oodles and oodles of S-U-M-M-E-R in 'em.

=D

I'll save those for the 104 (67) days of summer vacation.

:P

We say summer holds such wonderful things

I'm back. xD And loving it!

Now I only I have to get through the dreaded *PTM* somehow and then it's...

S-U-M-M-E-R!

:D

Ah... I can't wait for it!

In fact, I've even been counting down to it on every plain surface I'm able to find. :P

(I'll spare this one)

Nothing to do

Nowhere to be

A simple little kind of free

Nothing to do

No one but me

And that's all I need...

(Perfectly Lonely by John Mayer)

Which reminds me, why has Mayer never had a successful relationship?

I mean, have you SEEN the lyrics of "Your Body Is A Wonderland"? :P

In case you haven't, here's the link- http://www.lyricsfreak.com/j/john+mayer/your+body+is+a+wonderland_10152599.html

DEFINITELY worth looking at.

;D

Why hello there, you.

[Yes, you! Who else?]

Adieu, dear blog.

I hope you understand how much it pains me to do this.

I will see you in the sultry month of May.

Or maybe a little sooner, you never know with me. ;)

Oh yeah, S-U-M-M-E-R!

:D