Life is not always about all those moments that add value to your living...nor is it about all those people who stay with you forever and mean a whole lot to you...
Life is sometimes about the bits and pieces of emotions...sometimes about wanting a bit more and getting the bit...Life is often about a couple of moments when you breathe faster...an hour when you turn red and blush the most...little moments that add to your memory...spice up your dreams and make you live life just for that moment.
They are powerful minutes...painted with wild thoughts and sketched with untamed imagination...
About 1500 kilometers away from the place where I go to sleep and wake up everyday, I have lived moments that will still leave behind goosebumps on my thighs...
It all started with a wild infatuation...a stupid liking for someone whose questions I found dreadful and uninteresting...the someone who found my answers intelligent and quick...
It went on with a rising likeness for a great warm voice...an intriguing love for an unknown arrogance...a desire to know the unknown...a craving to speak to the unspoken...
And it all ended with laughter...words and being friends...
It all ended with a cloudy overcast sky melting into a spell of cool rain...
