Never settle for less, wait for the best ♥

It is true, we seek love and want to be loved all the time. I won’t lie, I have always been a victim of this ‘longing attacks for the one’. But I know I cannot just jump into any man who’s offering everything to me. It is kinda tricky, some will lure you into their world with riches and never-ending material things. Some would even offer to name a star after you (which I really want, lol!). Kidding aside, I have learned to love myself and value my ‘oneness’ with deeper reflections and true emotions. All of us deserve the best. The best person who can bring out all the goodness in our hearts and spread it like wild-fire.

Personally, I want to be with a man who respects me for who I am, who would laugh with me no matter how hard moments are. I want to stand by a man who’s proud to be seen walking hand in hand with me, who can kiss me anytime without any second thoughts. I want someone who can appreciate the beauty of life and see the mountains in a different perspective. Someone who’s willing to get crazy-good-old with me.

We all want that ‘someone’. Who wouldn’t want that right? But greater things comes to those who wait… patiently. So I recommend, stop looking (unless you’re a man because you can easily pursue anyone if you are single) and while you are flying solo, there are a lot of things to be busy. Travel, read, recite poems, sing, dance alone and make yourself even better than yesterday. Before you know it, being single doesn’t hurt and when the right one comes, your happiness will double up.

Advance happy Valentines to all my single friends, and to those who have found ‘the one’, NEVER let go and keep the love burning! ♥

No regrets, just love

When I think of it now, I smile. How I loved and was loved in return. But then some love were not really ours in the first place. God just lent it to us and after some time, we have to return it back. Return it with a hopeful heart that next time, He will give that ‘one, last, true love’. For a long time, I never thought about my past relationships. I realized I have not thanked them enough for teaching me how to love in all ways possible and for them loving me back until the end.

To my first love, thank you for opening up my heart. Those long phone conversations won’t be forgotten. The nights when I was literally staring at the ceiling and smiling the whole time. Funny love letters, cross stitches and stuff.

To my second love, thank you for writing “I love you” a million times. That small handwriting of yours and numerous white pages all filled with the same three words. I know how much you didn’t want to give us up.

To my third love, thank you, thank you, thank you for the blueberry muffins. I know baking them is hard but you still managed to bring me lots when you visit. Thank you for always reminding me that my smile is perfect. Though the blog you created for me (astersmiles) no longer exist, it won’t be forgotten. Continue playing the guitar like you used to.

To my fourth love, awww… you were… a lot of things. Thank you for making me laugh so hard every time when we’re together. For looking straight into my eyes and telling me how pretty and lovely I look. You always say those three words first, morning, lunch, afternoon, dinner, you never failed. I know how much you hate it when we fight and let the sun go down without doing anything. You and I were so real when we’re together.

To my fifth love, thank you, for letting me go and I am sorry for hurting you big time. My sorry’s will never be enough but I still want to say it. I saw the silver painted star fish I gave you the other day and I thought, like that pretty lil’ thing, the love you have given me will always be special. Countless coffee shops, travels and pictures. Yes, I may be the lady who can create thousands of emotions in photos, but that wouldn’t change the fact I broke your heart, again I am deeply sorry. Soon you will forget me.

To my sixth, thank you, it was short but memorable. Some things are just not meant to be no matter how badly we want it. Wanting was never enough.

To my seventh, I know you are out there… maybe you were just stuck in traffic and your car won’t move for months, years, a century? Haha! Or you are busy cliff diving, or cooking, or taking photos or whatever! Don’t worry, will wait patiently 🙂 Great things come to those who wait and pray silently. Meanwhile, I will be busy making myself better so when you come, You and l will have a happy life ahead. As they say, 7 is the number of perfection.

To all those love, that didn’t last, do not fret, it’s not meant to be and being alone for sometime is part of the plan. Just keep holding to faith and love. ♥

Perks of Being a Good Friend

“We accept the love we think we deserve”

This quote stayed with me from the first day I read it from “Perks of Being a Wallflower” by Stephen Chbosky. I am excited to see it on the big screen and “feel infinite”.

Mona, my dear friend borrowed the book and when I got it back, I was so freak*n happy! Surprise, surprise, surprise! I got gifts! Small things make my day and receiving letter from friends and loved ones never fail to make my heart pump 2 more extra liters (At times, I feel that my heart is gonna burst from too much excitement).

Thank you so much Mona, if I can change my name to Aster I would. I just love the sound of it, better than A is for Apple.

“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be”

“It was the kind of kiss that made me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.”

“As you enter the tunnel, the wind gets sucked away, and you squint from the lights overhead. When you adjust to the lights, you can see the other side in the distance just as the sound of the radio fades to nothing because the waves just can’t reach. Then, you’re in the middle of the tunnel, and everything becomes a calm dream. As you see the opening get closer, you just can’t get there fast enough. And finally, just when you think you’ll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you. And the radio comes back even louder than you remember it. And the wind is waiting. And you fly out of the tunnel onto the bridge. And there it is. The city. A million lights and buildings and everything seems as exciting as the first time you saw it.”

“Then I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.”

“Sam tapped her hand on the steering wheel. Patrick held his hand outside the car and made air waves. And I just sat between them. After the song finished, I said something. I feel infinite.”