Showing posts with label I love you. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I love you. Show all posts

Thursday, May 14, 2015

ఏలా మొదలయిందో తెలియదు

ఏలా మొదలయిందో  తెలియదు 
నీ రూపం నన్నెందుకో వదలదు
కలే నిజమయిందో  తెలియదు
నువు లేక నిముషమైనా గడవదు

నిను తొలి సారి చూసినపుడు,
కలిగిందో కలవరింత
నీ రూపం మనసున కొలువై
లాగింది నన్ను మరింత

గోల్కొండ లో గుసగుసలు
సంఘీ గుడి లో  నీకై ఎదురు చూపులు
ట్యాంక్ బండు పై పాని పురీలు
మన ప్రేమకి తీపి గురుతులు


వానొచ్చిందని గొడుగేసుకొస్తె 
వెక్కిరించి వానలొ తడిపావు 
భార్గవీ నీ తలపుల జడి వానలొ
నేను   గొడుగేసుకున్నా  తడిసిపొయాను

వెన్నెల్లో వనిల్లా తింటావు 
నా తోడు నీడై వుంటావు
మబ్బులో గువ్వ పిట్టలా  ఎగిరేవు

నా  గుండె గూటికి చేరుకున్నావు

చిన్నప్పుడు చందమామ రావే  అన్నాను
ఇప్పుడు ఈ చందమామ నాదే అంటున్నాను
నిను పుట్టించిన ఆ శ్రీనివాసునుకి (దేవునికి)
కోటి పూవులతో పూజ చేసుకుంటాను

జన్మ జన్మలకి భార్గవీ మంత్రమే జపిస్తు వుంటాను

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Do Not Doubt I Love You

Do not doubt I love you, even though

My actions may have undermined my words.

We could be as connubial as birds

Had I not let my wild longings show.

I cannot help wanting to devour

All the world that comes before my eyes;

But more than all the world is that which lies

Within the precious circle of our bower.

I'll do anything to keep you with me;

Our love will last as long as you have will.

Despite my untamed need, my love is still

A rock against the surges of the sea.

I am alone...


Im sitting here alone

realising your gone

i know i cant change things

i know i was wrong


they all say i dont need you

they all say im better off

they dont understand i love you

yet i never said it enough


i regret what i did

but i cant take it back

wish i could hold you

i want you back


i know you deserve better

i know im messed up

but cant go on without you

i miss you so much


baby im sorry

i know i said it before

i mean it more than ever

knowing our loves now behind a closed door


i didnt realise what i had

till i lost you

my heart bleeds inside

i cant forget you


cant you find it in your heart to forgive me

love me once again

tell me everythings alright

tell me its not the end


yet i know the end is now

i know youll never love me again

im sorry baby

that i was the one to let you down

I Miss You

You are there

and I am here

thinking about how much

I love you

thinking about how much

I respect you

thinking about how much

I miss you

You are there

and I am here

thinking about how much

I cannot wait

until we are together again

thinking about how

I will appreciate

more than ever

the time

we will spend together

I love you

I can't sleep

I cant eat, I cant sleep
I think about you day and night
Why cant I ever learn
That you will be alright,
Ever since the fight
I wish I could hold you tight
I thought you were the one
I thought you were my boo
But now I know that could never be true
You told me that you loved me
You said you wouldn't lie
You said you wouldn't go out
The night that you got high
You went to that party
Although you said you wouldn't
You tried to drive home
Though you were so drunk that you couldn't
I wish that you were alive
So that I could tell you one more time
That I love you and goodbye

5 signs of the false love


So whether it is easy to recognize present love? Indeed now and then will rush to you entire range of feelings, which it is accepted to conclude in this one word, and you are lost: love whether this or simply short term enthusiasm, which will go out just as rapidly, as it did flare up? Author Passion.ru reflects above the fact how to distinguish true feeling of that devised.


In the rabid rhythm of the contemporary life, where the universal mutual indifference reigns and flourishes solitude, only love seems some girls by indisputable sacred thing, by panacea and by therapy from the intolerable pain of existence.


It seems, it is worthwhile to find someone… Native, warm, close one, and all problems of deafening dissociation will be scattered as fog. To only find – and everything!


This more burning desire to be joined to someone pushes us into [obyatya] of each other without the selection. We hurry, to us tired [neprikayanno] to wander on the light, to us to there is no time examine components and to go into details. We are sufficient at the first, which will be screwed tighter under the hand.


And we diligently write our love story! By joint efforts of fantasy, experience and expectations.


But is not our love story the fabrication, which is called to only shut us as by wall, from the pain of thoughtless existence?


So it wants us so that our “history” in nothing would be inferior to cinematic melodrama, something of the type of fairy tale about the cat To the [pushkarevaya] or Hollywood beauty of Julia Roberts.


And here we follow all points of instruction about the happiness, which by gold letters is printed in our head, we carry out rites and rituals, we accurately follow the canons of the behavior of the enamored madman and are glad, which is obtained not worse than in the cinema.


It seems, to live without each other we do not can, we walk into [obnimku], each second of our life we compare with the hours of other and we merge into one whole, where more no one exists individually.


And it does not breathe, it will not sleep, it is not felt in the separation, and each encounter you wait as manna of celestial. Complete mutual dissolution.


But then, unexpectedly for us themselves, without leaving a trace is lost this unity into some the madly foolish and empty trifles of existences, to which earlier and attention it would not turn.


Some word, gesture, view, random incorrect act, began to creak amorous chariot, being gradually converted into the old cart, upward filled with the broken pots of disappointments, reticence, offences, the unexpressed claims, the undisposed expectations… As in all…

But we- that thought what do we have – love, “present itself” as in the films and the novels.


However, what we did make not thus? Why thus they were mistaken?

A bitter feeling of deafening melancholy overtakes former enamored ones.

In order to manage the offence, they search for reasons in their unsuccessful selection, generously hang up labels and pronounce sentences to their “to those been”. “To me simply it did not transport, not that person was encountered…”


As everything is simple, it occurs. To change little fellow – and everything will arise in its places. And love will return, and the lunar nights, filled with the radiance of shooting stars, and complete confluence, and amorous trembling.


Rejected and lonely, they feverishly search for “new victims” for their neurotic love.

Only they do not suspect, that their love precisely so is called, because it is similar to “the present” only by signboard, but it is in reality screen for another feeling and expresses another burning need, which requires immediate satisfaction.


These are the need for its own calmness and safety, in the absence fear and anxiety, which possibly only if us “they properly love”. But since to believe in this practically impossibly, since we are hardly worthy present love, then to us are required its all new proofs and manifestations. Increasingly more convincing word, increasingly are more influential behavior, increasingly are more solemn rituals of worships. All this we greedily fix and let us bring in into the protocol of our consciousness in order to be compared to the object of perfection.

The required requirement “neurotic” love is the illusion of the complete and perfect prosperity, which reach- that in principle is impossible.


Here why this love is always unhappy and even it is tragic. Indeed life is not predicted and distant from the ideal. If, to [pache] of expectation, the illusion “of the perfection of interrelations” is not supported by the partner, who for the known reason cannot correspond to all expectations, then begins the crash of expectations and that most tragic finale of the broken cup, from which begins the new turn “eternal search of ideal partner”.


Specifically, in it, in the opinion the catcher of happiness, lies the main reason for unsuccessful union.


The first, what inherently “false loves”, search of the ideal partner, in whom consists, in the opinion imaginary fallen in love, the main secret of happiness. Specifically, on it all hopes are laid or all charges are brought down, if something is added not then.


Second sign “false love” – inability to take responsibility for its life and for the development of relations upon itself. The absence of mutual understanding – it is guilty, does not succeed in testing orgasm – again it, is not adjusted life – its parents, boringly – it does not know how to entertain, money are not sufficient – little it earns, the sharpness of sensations attenuates – it is small gifts and signs of attention.


And everything in the same spirit. The long list of the dissatisfied expectations grows with each day. Hence…


Third sign – increased exactingness, a constant measurement of quality, quantity and opportuneness of amorous manifestations. Of loves it always occurs little. And it seems some not entirely such as in the books they write. Hence eternal reproaches, checking, comparison, testing for strength and faithfulness.


Fourth sign – too pained reaction to any problems. If it criticized you – it means, it does not love; it did not agree with you – consequently, it does not respect; it did not ring – certainly, it ignores; he forgot to congratulate – it wants you to catch; it did not thank – it does not value you.


And so – to infinity. By neurotic are here done some global conclusions even from the most insignificant moments of existence. It is not possible to please to it practically. It from entire, even casually pronounced word and fleeting view, can derive terrible evidence of its rejection and [nedolyublennosti] and carry out fatal sentence to love itself.


Fifth sign of a false feeling – hovering in the past and agitation for the future. Neurotics do not know how to live presently and to be glad at that good, that in it there is. They are inclined to survive about that left or about that, what yet it did not happen.


By them it pleases to grind old offences, errors and conflict situations, to accumulate them in the large forged trunk of its memory in order at one excellent moment to lay out as the basic argument of parting.


To before move to the searches for new “victim” for their great feeling, they will not forget to pour out to the head anything suspecting “that loved” whole cistern of entire this negative. No, the catcher of present love – not egoist. At least, he so about itself does not think, because in the depth of soul it wants good, understanding, aid, council from its surrounding people. Its motives seem humane and good.


But its jealous unhealthy sensitivity and too nagging requirements destroy true feeling, converting interrelations into the hysteria on the obtaining of the proofs of love. It turns out that, in pursuit of proofs, already and prove- that something. Everything disappeared into the abyss of disappointment.


If you succeed in rise above its pride and looking at its relations from the point of view of simple pragmatician, you will for sure note in your feelings the presence of the concealed aggressiveness, malicious joy and envy. That in principle with the present love it is not compatible.


This is how writes about this Karen’s famous [Khorni] in the book “neurotic personality of our time”: “It is possible to very deeply love man and to it be angered to at the same time sometimes, in by something to it to reject or to experience the desire to stay one.


But there is a difference between such, that have different limits, by the reactions of anger or withdrawal and by the attitude of the neurotic, whom always on alert against other people, considering that any interest, which they manifest to the third persons, indicates neglect to it.


Neurotic interprets any requirement as treachery, and any criticism – as humiliation. This is not love”.


Our life is distant from the ideal and at the same time [sovershenna] in its imperfection. Because each day gives to us entire range of the most diverse nuances and impressions.


Love – one of the most great gifts to its changeability.


And if it occurs with us here and now, it is worthwhile to accept it in the entire charm of unpredictability and to thank for this sky, instead of presenting of the list of doubtful claims on the perfection to it.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Love in the time of terrorism


It could be a reaction post the 26/11 terror attacks or just the fact that terrorism is a global phenomena, but filmmakers have never before been so keen to highlight this evil on the big screen.


And the emphasis on this is laid by the fact that two production houses known for their romantic films, have taken a huge leap and have made movies on this topic. We are talking about Yash Chopra’s production house that’s known for movies like Chandni, Lamhe and Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge; and Karan Johar who has made feel-good movies like Kuch Kuch Hota Hai and Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham to the more recent Dostana and Wake Up Sid. Yash Chopra’s banner has already brought out its offering on terrorism in the form of New York that was directed by Kabir Khan and starred John Abraham, Katrina Kaif and Neil Nitin Mukesh. Karan on the other hand produced the recently released and highly-acclaimed Kurbaan that stars Saif Ali Khan, Kareena Kapoor and Vivek Oberoi. While the movie is what Karan calls a “love story” it was a subject that Karan couldn’t stop thinking about. He asked Rensil D’Silva to write and develop it for him. He later asked Rensil to direct the project. “The story addresses this evil that has become a global phenomena,” he says.


But it was director Kunal Kohli, who surprised everyone with Fanaa in 2005. Easily one of the most successful films that had terrorism as the backdrop, Fanaa handled the issue very well. “Movies that are relevant to that particular time always click with the audience. Like Naya Daur or Namak Haraam that the audience remembers for those particular eras,” points Kunal, who has also directed Hum Tum, Mujhse Dosti Karoge! and Thoda Pyaar Thoda Magic. Speaking about Fanaa he says that the movie worked because it was a Hindi ‘picture’. “It had the right elements put together. It’s is very important to make your film entertaining. If you feel socially responsible and want to give a message you have to make it entertaining and not sound preachy,” he says. He feels that people liked the movie because the common man was the protagonist. “People found Rehan (Aamir Khan’s character) like any other man. He was a guide and a very mard character. He wasn’t just a boy, but a man,” says Kunal.


A trade pundit says, “As long as the director doesn’t get confused between making a love story or a film on terrorism it’s fine. In the end the audience has to feel for the characters.” Managing the commercial aspect and sending out a social message can be difficult. “Yes, it is very difficult. But that’s what the audience expects from you,” says Kunal.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

I miss you......!

Today I m feeling so low as you are not with me,

I miss u every moment wherever I may be.

My mind sets no where and just thinks about you,

I wanna talk a lot with you but our talks are due.

My lips are trembling and calling your name,

I cannot see you in front of me and I m going through this pain.

My tears are in trauma should they flow out or lay inside,

they want to roll down my cheeks but could not decide.

My one hand holds the other as it cannot hold yours,

It wanders for only your warm touch , I m sure.

My heart beats gets faster wishing you might be here,

giving me the feel of joy, love and care.

How much I love you is all i know,

i just feel it and I dont want to show.

I miss you with every beat of my heart, no doubt

you are the only one of whom i can think about....

If You Forget Me

I want you to know one thing 

You know how this is 

If I look at the crystal moon 

at the red branch 

of the slow autumn at my window 

If I touch near the fire 

the impalpable ash, 

or the wrinkled body of the log 

Everything carries me to you 

As if everything that exists 

Aromas, light, medals, 

Or little boats that sail toward 

those isles of your that wait for me, 

Well now. If little by little ,You stop loving me,  

I shall stop loving you 

Little by little. 

If suddenly you forget me

Do not look for me 

For I shall already have forgotten you. 

If you think it long and mad 

the wind of banners 

that passes through my life,

And you decide to leave me 

at the shore of the heart where I have roots,  

Remember, that on that day, at that hour, 

I shall lift my arms 

And my roots will set off 

to seek another land. 

But, if each day, each hour, 

You feel that you are destined for me 

with implacable sweetness,  

If each day a flower climbs 

up to your lips to seek me, 

Ah my love, ah my own, 

in me all that fire is repeated,  

In me nothing is extinguished or forgotten 

My love feeds on your love, beloved,

And as long as you live 

it will be in your arms without leaving mine.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I love you

I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won‘t make you cry.

The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can‘t have them.


Never frown, even when you are sad, you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

Don‘t waste your time on a man/woman, who isn‘t willing to waste their time on you.

Just because someone doesn‘t love you the way you want them to, doesn‘t mean they don‘t love you with all they have.


Don‘t try so hard, Puma Shoes the best things come when you least expect them to.

Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.Don‘t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.