Indian American Love Child

Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it. I saw you and made up my mind. Toni Morrison This beautiful quote has left me puzzled, and I've raked my mind, for some time now, to grasp the meaning. All my life, I thought you "fall in love" . Love was something that happened to you. It was a passive verb. My dating life mostly reflects this notion. I have let the combination of attraction and chemistry take the lead role, and when this dynamic duo is a little more extraordinary then the rest, I fall. Falling has it's perks. You can't wait to see him. The simplest things make you smile. The highs are comparable to those of any great drug. But the problem with falling is that you tend to overlook the unfavorable qualities of that person. Sometimes, you let yourself be given the short end of the stick, because your too busy falling. We think because we really like someone, and feel something undeniable for them, tha

A Prayer for the Numb Slap me, I want to know it hurts. Kiss me, I want to feel the need. Tear me apart so I can finally feel broken, because right now all I feel is nothing. All I feel is nothing. Where did this stone of a heart come from? And who will take the time to break it? When will I finally let someone in? And will he likes what he sees? Will he like what he sees? Every night I say a prayer, A prayer for my heart to feel whole, A prayer for a sense of direction, A prayer for someone to touch my soul. Someone to touch my soul. -Nandita-