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The Lady

Rahima is her name and goes by the nickname of Ima the Bunny or Ims. An Aries baby, born on the 21st March and the year is not for you to know. The lady as you all know is a Female and she Is InDiAn, unless you can possibly mistake her for otherwise. Attached and soon to be happily married with her lovely boy. Her current occupation,Teacher; living her dream. Her personal objective of herself and life: Lives her life her own Way. Lives in a world of her own where her world revolves around her loved ones.A lady with many words.Never had a communication gap wid her loved ones... Loves being around her frens and loved one. Love making others laugh..Living life happily. All thanks to my one and only BF. With him around, all impossible tasks seems soo possible. Words are not enough to describe how much i owe him and how much i adore him. Hopes to hear her wedding bells soon :)

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My Baby Love, Bboy :D
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Khairina Darling :)
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Beckham
Hrithik Roshan
John Abraham

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Colour me, With Love...

|| Friday, December 25, 2009 ||

In love, nothing comes for free. When you are in love be prepared to face everything you never dreamt of.

Sometimes, being in a relationship for a very long time maybe a proud thing for some.. but for some it is very tiring.
No matter what you do, some of them are just not happy about it. And over the years, the love starts to diminish. When work comes in between, it worsens.
Sometimes, one tend to be suspicious of the other and problem may arise and when asked about it, one may deny and then FIGHT! So you see, love leads to everything unexpected. So be prepared for it.

Words hurled at you maybe very hurting and it tears you apart.
Things happen for many reasons and some times, the pain inside tend to grow but outside you seem happy. No one seem to know what you are going through inside yet you smile through it all.

Sometimes the pain can be seen in your eyes and yet those close to you are able to see. You hide your tears inside, all welled up inside and one day you just explode.
Weird but it is all so true.

I dreamt about something. I was watching him sleep without his shirt. Watched his chest rise and fall as he was breathing. I looked at him sleeping so peacefully.. I stroked his hair and used my thumb to rub his forehead. He cringed a bit and then I stopped. I smiled a sad smile.. I ran my fingers through his face. I smiled again.. I placed my head on his chest, and teared. My tear landed on his chest. He moved.. I wiped my tears and turn over to the other side. I did not want him to see me cry. I felt him move.. I closed my eyes tight and pretended to sleep. For a while I could not feel him move.. then i knew he was in another comfortable position still sleeping.. I turned to see his back staring at me. I turned again and cried to sleep.

I woke up and teared. I did not know why i dreamt of something like that. I tried to get back to sleep but the image of me lying on his chest; crying keeps appearing in my dream. I forced that image out and slept.


Love is like a glass, once it is broken it is difficult to mend it back. Even it is mended there are bound to be cracks.
Love is precious so please treasure it.

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