with the pieces left...

As I pen down these mediocre, maybe even ridiculous piece of my mind now, I feel enlightenment. Hope is here where it always has been, hidden beneath layers of shadows and broken trusts, Faith keeps me strong and has made me stronger and almost complete;t resistant to challenges. Now I know that challenges are the fuel that smoothens the rough journey of life Challenges make it all a lil' bit more bearable at the end of the long track we labeled life.

The hardest, most difficult moment of my life was the second I came home one evening and realized that I am all by myself. Alone. Almost abandoned. The person I loved most left me behind and I was hanging on ropes. She had been my inspiration, the person who knows me better than anyone can possibly. Even my mother is not an exception to the fact. She knew my favourites with such immaculate details. From my favourite colour to my favorite cartoon show... And more than anything she knew my favourite dishes and would go to great extents to prepare them especially for me to savour in. Food never tasted so heavenly.

I miss her. Yes, I do. And I still miss her though a year has passed. Maybe I will miss her more by each passing year. I loved her, have never stopped loving her and will certainly NEVER stop loving her.

You will always be in my dreams and the first name in the prayers I say. You will always have a special spot in my heart and that's where you will live on until I join you up above one day...

paaty, I love you. dearly. much more than you had the chance to know. Much more than i can ever show u.

Love,
Your naughty girl,
kavita