Ending to a Beautiful Book

We finally settled our differences.

We finally ended it all.

For the better. For each other.

We finally talked it out. Trashed it out.

And came back as friends.

With more love and respect than we've ever had for each other .

No longer intimate . But stronger as friends.

I'll treasure the memories we've had together .

I'll wish each other happiness and dreams come true for everything we put our efforts and hearts to.

Looking ahead. Happy for each other.

A broken relationship. But not a broken heart.

Q .... I will Always love you baby.

A & A 4 eva.

The Parcel

So much effort. So much monetary investment. So much of time and love put in.

A gift. A parcel.

A relationship gone so cold you don't even know if it even still exist.


But one thing's for certain .

My love is still there and that's all that matters.

For too long , I was in pain.

I deserve happiness. Because I am so much better.

I'm worth it.

Such is the Power of the Universe!

Just last night, just before I'm due to send out The Parcel, I met my close friend who's been through this with me all the way, on the streets.
How cool is that?^^

And we talked about appreciating my gifts and my life and having enough self worth to seek positivity into my life. She's so right.

There are millions out there who are suffering and have less gifts than me.

If even they can find happiness, I shouldn't be dwelling but counting on my blessing.

My life isn't wretched. I shouldn't let it be.

The whole of this week, I've survived on next to no sleep and spending hell lot of money and effort on The Parcel.


Could have simply gotten my baby a straight off-the-shelf expensive gift.

But that'll mean nothing.

It was therapeutic to make it all my own, the customization and the process of me putting in my love.

I see it as working hard, toiling away and being determined to give this the one last final shot.

Because happiness is not easily gotten.
I got to work hard for it. For me.

The relationship is either saved , Or I've freed myself.

There was no resolution . Such was the cruelty of my Baby...

Thereby explaining the pain I'm in.


So I've sought my own.

And took ownership of my life; walking away the Bigger person and with nothing to hide, fear ot regret.

So, after this closure, I'm either back in the comforts of my baby, or

.....I am FREE.

Q ... a gift for another is a Bigger gift for myself.

Bring on 6-xy to the 09 !

I intended to spend my countdown in Zirca, the hippest new mega club in town which came in place of the now defunct MOS. (BTW , I did end up there for the rest of the night. And left impressed though hardly in the mood to party.)

The traffic was insane and I ended up spending my final mins and the strike of 12 midnight-2009 in my car queuing up to get into the damn parking.

Seems like a total screw up. At that point I too felt lousy.

But still, I made my little wishes and resolutions for the coming year, alone and in the peaceful confines of my car and away from all the hustle and bustle around me.
I then realised that perhaps, it was a blessing.

I had private time to really reflect on the terrible year it was last year, most notably the passing on of my dog and of course , the pains of a relationship gone sour with no reprieve or resolution. (Still pains like hell, but thats another story said too many times) .

And I wished for things that I won't say here coz it might ended up jinxed?

But what I can say are perhaps the usual. Things I need the most in my life.

Like love, happiness and ambition.

Stains of the past, will forever haunt you.

But I'm looking forward still because that's all there is and all I can hope for.

Happy 2009 everybody.

Q ... Happiness. We all deserve it.