In July 1997, my best friend told me it will happen. That I have to keep on believing. Despite downs and twists and blacks and crashes. No matter what, believe, she said.
8 years later, I know its true.
What you believed in might have changed but not the intensity with which you believe. What you wanted might be different, but how badly you wanted it is still the same. What you prayed for might have evolved but the fervour you were capable of stays unchanged. And in the end, what remains is that, throughout, you believed that yes, it will happen, whatever it might be. And that my friends, could be the elusive happily-ever-after.
posted by jammie @ 3:08 PM
2 Comments:
amen :)
and your dad's phuppo is like my nani! the one who lives in houston now....small world na? :D
i like the way you write...u write well. smart stuff, heartfelt and genuine and sassy too. probably you are so too. :) nice knowing u.
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