Time never heals the pain. We just learn to live with the fact that life can never be the same again, clinging to the memories which have their own little happy place. :)
And that is how we mask ourselves with the happiness which is not really there.
-© Sheerin Naz.
She looked like some warm winter night, lonely but beautiful, cuddled up in the memories of spring which faded long back! :) <3
-© Sheerin Naz.
Zindagi ke kuch puraane panne palat ke dekha aaj. .
Unn khamosh panno mein phir apni kahaani yaad aayi. . :) :)
© Sheerin Naz.
People come in our life as chapters, some beautiful chapters accompanying few tragic ones too. But, once in a while we also tend to witness some "beautiful tragedies".
His arrival inked every page of her life with profoundness. Be it the wonderful time spent with him or the tragedy of his walking away, she could never belittle his memories. He wasn't just a chapter of her life, he was the whole damn book! :) <3
- Sheerin Naz.
Her words bled with emotions, dying to reach out that one guy who meant the world to her. His heart, cold as December mornings, failed to read it, sinking her feelings in the world of oblivion forever!
- Sheerin Naz.
The chilling wind springing the warm memoirs cuddled up in fog, December has a way of saying good bye with profoundness, taking its footprints towards a new chapter, a new life, collecting memories imprinted in the last few chapters with a hope of inking more awesomeness thatJanuary would bestow us with.
-© Sheerin Naz.
