Playboy Prince By Nora Roberts..

This book, after certain amount of time, made me sit wd it until the end.

I cudn't jus keep it aside <3

It had all the ingredients I hope fr "my kinda book"

So the title role is played by Bennet,Prince of Cordonia :) who is second in line to the throne, loves his country and family, very dutiful and responsible bt annoyed a bit wd all the restrictions a prince must follow.

And he's good wd women ;) ( title justification :P )

But that doesn't mean he plays them. He adores them enough that every woman he grows an interest in, comes to him herself. Whatever that means =))

He's sensitive enough to stare at blossoming flowers fr hours.

He's strong enough to fight demons against his country.

He's loyal enough to give up his most favorite freedom fr the sake of country.

And he's good enough fr a woman like Hannah, despite her goal, duty at hand and her very strong background, fall for him helplessly <3

Hannah is plain, not at all his type. She's present in the palace to be helpful to Eve, Bennet's sister in law, wife of Alex, carrying. Hannah is asked to visit their palace and to stay fr few months.

Bennet finds her very boring when he 1st meets her, but later, something abt her starts to interest him.

She, knowing it wud only cause trouble, tries hard to avoid him. But he's persistent :D

She hurts him once too badly that he himself thot nvr to bother her again.

But he cudn't give her up, jus like that. He wants to clear it, apologizes to her fr his behavior, promises to behave and asks if they cud be friends. She accepts. What choice dis she have? For she already starts loving him, bt for a hundred reasons she keeps it to herself.

She's an agent and is there in the palace for a purpose. To save the Royal family. From Deboque. Villain in our story, who can kill fr both pleasure and profit.

She works out for 2 years on this assignment, gains Deboque's confidence, and then entering the palace as on Deboque's plan. When she has her own plans.

She's on good side, feeding Deboque the false information and keeping his every move monitored by the security system of the palace.

So, when all these things are happening, Bennet falls in love wd her. He breaks his heart when he accidentally comes to know what she is for real.

He feels like cheated, and curses both himself and her.

Bt still he cudnt stop loving her which only mounts when his father explains why she's to keep everything from him.

Finally, he loves both the parts of her, meaning, everything abt her, and he clears all her doubts abt their marriage and they get happily married after seeing to the end of Deboque.

Tht's all <3 But thr's so much to cherish <3 <3 :) :)

A sweet and heart melting realization..

I stopped updating my blog since long, though it hurts me, and am here nw as I cudnt resist writing this or putting into words.

Only Sai can make me feel like this <3 so far..

Cnu made me listen to Sai bhajan at his place through phone.

It's "Om Sai, Sri Sai, Jaya Jaya Sai" <3

It made me happy. Just happy.

I loved cnu's thinking of me when he heard something about Sai <3 <3

But I was simply happy, not enthralled as I should be, so I questioned myself.

I have never been that kind of person who likes to do puja, fastings or anything like that in particular.

I gotta make it clear that I like them in many other ways for various reasons.

At my village, every special day is celebrated specially, people wait for those days, prepare themselves, invite relatives, buy new clothes and do all the stuff wd lots of commitment, which makes me adore them :D

And I even do all those things wd them, I enjoy to be a part of something they believe in so strongly <3

I'd like to see a mass of people going to temple, dressed traditionally, catching eyes and the glow in their faces when they smile at all the known ppl.

It's a village and every one knows the other person and the festive mood keeps them all happy :D I like all that :)

But I don like the idea of doing puja wd out heart and expecting God to grant all the wishes. My idea is not to offend anyone, for I know it's one of 9 ways of reaching God.

Yet it bothers me, why people don realize, that they all have to ask for is the faith in Him, and with that the'll get everything else <3

And to speak of me, Sai is not merely a God to me, but He's everything to me.

He's the only one I feel in my every breath and I just cant bring myself to think that He's only present in a temple or in a photo frame.

He's everywhere for me, and for all those who can see and feel Him.

He's in my every thought, like a child seeking his mother's attention constantly, looking after my every action :D

My best friend, best care taker and best keeper. Best of everything <3 <3

He's got His ways to appreciate me which makes me love myself even more when I happen to do good things. :D:D:D

I love Him when He gets angry when I cudnt live up to Him, uff there's no ending if I start telling/talking/typing about Him. Love of my life <3

Am happy to realize thr's such a sweet reason fr my nt going to temple as everyone does.

P.S. I loved it :D

Missing my blog :'(

Umm it's been so long since I posted something in my blog :(

:X

Just wanted to say hello to myself ha ha =))

Journey- Ultimate Experience..

I feel fortunate to have to travel almost everyday. It's a one hour journey to my college in an ordinary bus, which only provides many more people to learn from. Welcome to the real world.. :D

Every time, only the mode of the journey retains which offers every day a new experience and new bunch of strangers. There are certainly unlimited sources if we wanna really learn from life.

And I feel the progress of life as the bus moves from one stage to another B-)

At each stage, it's mandatory, as yu can guess, few get down and few enter into.

The same way we miss some people and happen to meet new ones.

And it might sound silly to yu, but to me.

When I miss a bus, in most cases which happens because driver proceeds with out stopping for bus is already crowded. I get the next bus obviously more comfortable.

It's like, putting in my words, God grants us the best by putting us on hold for sometime.

Cheers !! :)

A lesson for a lifetime..

I always carry a quest inside me and when I find answers to one of them,

I would always be mesmerized at the gracious way Sai answers all my doubts.

I'm blessed with a brother who is 2 and half years elder to me, who loved me since I knew him ie; since the day we met.

I can remember how he used to hold my hand when crossing the road,

how he used to caress me to wipe my tears (especially while watching movies together),

how he used to feed me when I didn't feel like eating,

how he used to share all his secrets with me,

how he used to be very eager to let me experience those he enjoyed a lot,

and how he used to love me even more than my daddy, to whom I'm everything.

He used to visit me in my hostel, take me out, spending as much time as possible with me.

Sometimes, when not going out, he used to make me sit on his bike where he would stand next to us ( his bike and me )

and we talk for hours. All along, he would remain standing.

And it was nothing for him when I offer him to sit or think of an alternative.

I can remember a thousand other ways in which he made me feel like a princess.

And obviously, needless to explain any further,

he'd one I love the most, next to my father.

I don't have enough courage to lie that we never fought.

I'm the one who yells and who apologizes the next minute.

He's very much used to that and sometimes he even used to ignore my unnecessary cries pointed at him.

I never had any idea, a part of him might be hating me so much until, on Ugadi, 2 years ago,

this one big bad incident took place.

If there's something I could take it back it would be that day with out slightest doubt.

I shouted at him when he didn't answer one of my questions and scolded him so badly that it totally pissed him off.

I don't really know what I was doing when I was doing that,

but that won't erase anything.

So this is the part which annoyed him the most.

With full of venom in my words, I suggested him to go kill himself.

Realizing how I hated to put them here in words,

no wonder he started gathering all the hatred which was buried deep inside him.

Sorry to use the word "hatred" too many times but that's what happened.

It was two years ago and he still doesn't talk with me.

Despite all my trials to say sorry, and the number of times I wept for him,

every time I missed him,

even my parents did their best to convince him.

Due to my ill luck and very bad behavior, everything had failed.

He wouldn't even wish me on my birthdays and consider my wishes fr his birthdays either.

And I sometimes describe myself as the best sister.

When I do that, my soul mutters to me, "you're the worst idiot!", every time.

Hmm, now my doubt is,

how could he hate me so much that even my endless tears for him could not move him?!

Hoe could he forget all those best times we had together?!

How could he not miss me?! And so on ...

Yesterday, in a shared auto, a mother with two girl children, travelled with me.

Out of my habit, I was observing them.

I could see the hurt on elder girl's face when she wanted to have something which is available for a moment and unavailable the next moment as her younger sister took over only because she's younger according to their mother.

I know three of them share great love for each other and elder sister who gave up (sacrifice might be the wrong word)

had seen the better side of it.

At least, she made her little sister happy.

But I couldn't help wondering could her heart forget this

as easily as she did?!

Don't take me wrong for my own sake.

All I mean is, it would look like

everything-is-nice for the moment

but the effect will remain.

I guess so.

I know it's foolish to apply this to all siblings who're still very happy together.

But I never want to forget this one lesson all my life

cause I know better than all of them

how it hurts bot being able to have the comfort of having a brother - A own brother

who once loved me as much as he hates me now.

No one can steal my Dreams..

Someone can make me love,

so much that I can give up anything for just being held by them.

Someone can make me hate,

so much that I wish could never have came across them.

Someone can make me smile,

so much that I'd never need anything else.

Someone can make me cry,

so much that I'd never wanna see them in my whole life.

Someone can make me regret,

so much that I forget almost every reason about which I must be very thankful.

Someone can make me forget how graceful the world is by hurting me so much.

Someone can make me crave like anything for nothing.

Someone can deny all my wishes.

Someone can prove me all wrong.

Someone can defeat me.

Someone can over burden me.

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I don't have any problem to accept how vulnerable sometimes I become.

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But still I can cherish just one thing.

No1 can ever steal my dreams from me.

I'm my best friend..

When something hurts you too much,

When you can not see any light,

When everything seems unfair,

When you've nothing left to curse about,

Just get to realise,

How sweet God is towards you,

Thinking of you every minute,

To create as many hurdles as you could face,

So you can be morally developed,

Because that's for what God gave you birth and made you experience all the bliss.

There's nothing for no reason.

Be happy, no matter how cruel the world seems, just for being a part of it.

And thus attaining a chance to know the Almighty.

After all, nothing, not even the pain, is as bitter as losing His presence, even for a split moment.

Let alone, missing Him all the life by not understanding the intentions behind all the misery.

Bless you..

P.S. I wrote it fr myself to make me smile, to get me out of endless misery..