The Search

I left the bright sunshine

And entered the dark,

I heard someone crying,

The difference from a human voice was stark

I gave all it took

And was about to give up,

I thought of having a last look,

I found, it was my heart!

You Mean So Much To Me

Oh My! My heat is beating 

Wonder why I never realized this before 
Maybe because beside me you sit
Never knew that you could mean so much to me. 

All this time I'd been avoiding you 
Thought It'd be hard for me 
But I didn't have the slightest clue 
That you would mean so much to me. 

Now that I've finally found you 
I feel complete, both inside and out 
And I know you love me too 
Now I believe that you can mean so much to me. 

Your sparkling eyes, leave me mesmerized 
Your swishing tail during our long walks 
Touch of the wet nose by my neck, make my sleep vapourise 
Oh Sparky! you mean so much to me. 

Dedicated to my loving Sparky 
And all the other dogs in the world

Re: You've Got Mail !!

Miss Big Foot/ TurbulentMind

On the bed

Every room

My house (!)

Dear Miss. Foot/TurbulentMind ((as you prefer)),

I have a complaint against you and if u don't listen i'll have to call the police. I know you don't want me to call my police friends.

My Complaint: I find it comfortable and nice to build my web in entwined places. But you seem to keep playing with the entwined thing on your head. Do you think we can find out a way to stop that? I do hope we do. My family and I wish to get settled. We find your head an appropriate place with an always changing view. My wife has already planned the patterns for out new house.

As for your mail to me. I didn't know i was scary. Every one in my town tells me that I am totally awesome!! And I get my pedicure done every weekend. My stylist Fly Feet is the coolest. I'll tell him to give you a pedicure some time. You badly need one.

You write really nice poem. I published a book with your poem in it. Everyone loved it. Some of them thought that you were really rude. But I told them that "Its a poem. She gotta think it in a different way. So she wrote somethings which are not true. Or else it would be the same old story". I was right. Wasn't I??

And about going with you to every place. It's not true. It is actually not me, but my cousins. In the hostel its my first-cousin brother Squeaky Feet. In the car it my eldest sister Acht Feet. 'Acht' is eight in dutch. And btw, my son Восемь Feet has settled in your cupboard. 'Восемь' is eight in Russian. Hope you don't mind.

About your classes. Umm...You could come to my corner on 20th July of this year. I am busy till then. Hope it is fine with you.

Mr. Eight Feet

P.S.- I am the most talkative in my family. I am always free to reply to a letter.

Things I'll Never Grow Out Of...

Well there are some things that you never grow out of. These are mine:

>>Painting my face, hands and legs... ((what can i say??it's me!!))

>>Irritating my sis ((how can anyone imagine me stopping doing that?!?!))

>>Hugging my parents without any reason ;P

>>Crying like a baby!!

>>Thinking that no one likes me... ((silly me!!))

>>Saying "awww...." every time I see a cute dog/pup , cat/kitten , mouse/hamster ((believe me..they are super cute...i'll send u some pics if u disagree))

>>Feeling jealous of sis... ((another silly thing...i don't know why it happens though))

>>Cooking with the most weirdest combinations possible...

>>Laughing at sis when she sees a spider, and then jumping on the bed when i see it myself ((that happens only when the spider is humongous...other times i just keep laughing...Really))

>>Thinking that I'm pretty... ;P

>>Never talking to people at the first shot, or the second, or the third, and when it's time to leave... VOILA!!! i'm chattering non-stop...^_^

>>Acting weird...

>>Making my friends bored to death...

>>Thinking that I sing good...

>>Thinking of blowing up a place with a nuclear bomb... ((Muahahahahaha...)) ((don't believe it?? ask my teacher))

Well the list is long...

but this is all for now...

All Alone...

Standing all alone under the shadow of a house

The quiet surroundings give me the chills,

Feeling lonely as I remember those days

And thankfully the time kills.

I let out a small screech

As an owl above me flies,

I try all ways to calm myself

And succeed only by telling lies.

The dog barks and runs with might

He leaves me alone to fight my fear,

I try to sing to myself

And in the darkness, my sound, again and again I hear.

Standing all alone under the shadow of a house

I feel the wind quietly blow,

It drives away my fear

And the time doesn't move as slow.

A fight to Success

Prologue

My sister and I, standing in the open field which is faintly visible only by the light of the full moon, she stands there coolly as i try to overpower her with my newly found magic. But her magic is too strong for me.

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Poof !

Poof !

Poof !

My magic fails as it clashes with the powerful barrier of her 4 year old magic

and turns into dust...

I don't give up and try again

but alas...

she leaves me with another Poof!

I have to find a way to beat her. ((or at least a way to run away)).

I look around desperately, looking for some hole or some flaw in her barrier.

All of a sudden a thought like a thunderbolt strikes me. I fly high up above her with agility leaving her totally clueless. And then start attacking her from the top and "BOOM! BASH! BAM!". My magic gets her off guard and she gets thrown back a mile away.

Suddenly everything starts vibrating. "An earthquake!!??" i think. But it wasn't possible. I was flying!! Something hits me hard on the head n i fall down. Everything fades n my eyes close. My head pounding, and i can't think of anything but the pain.

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Then all of a sudden I find my strength & wake up, only to find myself in my dark room and my alarm going off & vibrating vigorously. I see my sister beside me and her hand near my head. I remember the pain.

I smile to myself, shut the alarm and go back to sleep....