Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Meaning of Sufism

The precious tones which linger even when the lyrics are gone .. Give it a listen, to all Sufi lovers . . .
One of my personal Favorites.

- Latikaa 

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Pet Moments :)

On her 21st Birthday in the City (Times Square) !! The times of sheer gaiety and joy. Such exact moments might not happen again, but I am sure that better ones would always be welcomed. For you - 

    “A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.” 
The times of all randomness in our perverted minds; to mess around and just be the most awkward species for the time being. Oh its us ! When we click ourselves in any goddamn situation from being the very best to the ugly looking ones (just saying). But 'You' being so precious counts. Even if it is in the trial rooms of the clothing stores. Oops. 

“You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together.” 
― Nicholas SparksThe Notebook

Oh these times i really do miss. When you used to come to my house for homeworks and your essay corrections. And half of the time we used to waste making videos and clicking shots of each other. The real moments of happiness when friendship won at its best. You sucked at making me serious for your work and always cracked me up with your hilarious essay formats. Oh Noor Darling, how do i get over these cute moments? 

P.S- You will succeed in English some day with my help. LOL 
For you - 

“Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” 
― A.A. Milne

Oh God!! Remember this? This was one of our craziest days we have ever had you stupid fellow. Look at your monkey poses and jackie chan splits lol. Near Hudson river when we sat and took endless pics with kids around us bugging. Huh ! Wattaa dayy maa girl.. I miss it to be honest. Our retardness has no limits for sure. But Thanks for being a part of it from top to bottom. :* 

“If you have good friends, no matter how much life is sucking , they can make you laugh.” 
― P.C. Cast


This was on 4th Feb, Shakti's bday. One of those clubbing nights we had, woahhh.. More than just dope! Our sexiness flowing through our dresses and our cravings for capturing the gone moments. Noor, you make all special. Even though you are a girl, you are more like my boyfrrrriend.. Sheesh I freaking cherish you girl. And your insane jolly molly times. Again! 

"True friends party even when they get apart" 
- Latikaa 

14th October Kutti. Remember this day. 2012, October. This was when we had celebrated my 20th. I have never had those fun instants. Especially a person like me who doesn't really get all high for birthday parties. Blahh.. But thanks though for making it special in bits with rest two retards of mine <3
Love you holly molly much. 

“If you have two friends in your lifetime, you're lucky. If you have onegood friend, you're more than lucky.” 
― S.E. Hinton

[I guess I am more than lucky, smiles**]

The Major junctures have been detailed up there. Rest refreshing moments are not installed in my memory for now. I love you, you bloody fatty head. You afghan ass is sexier than your face and your eyes are mashallah one of a kind. Muah!! 

  © Latika Sareen

Monday, February 18, 2013

Dark Hunger


In the middle of the nights,

I tend to stay up,

Dreaming of you with wide open eyes

And my hair straightly entangled in loops

Printing with my dainty hands,
S Heart V

Wanting to be intimate with the one living soul

Among all heartless ones,

And that is when I plant a kiss on my pillow

Thinking of you in profound Silence

Speculating if you will ever replace my pillow on the same bed of mine

With Coffee brown bed sheets and the flower patterns in sea green color

With me over you,

or Maybe

'All' Over you . . . Now,

I shut my eyes. Lets take it ahead.

© Latika Sareen

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Another Chapter with him . YAY

He was back on February 8, 2013 to me. We finally thought of making another chapter with some refreshing memories. I don't know how ideal was I in a relationship with him. But when he finally got back to me, I was  at ease with a blunt smile deep down inside. It was a pleasure mixed with rage and a fuss. Yes yes yes, I did blow up at him a little; uttering some swollen words. But, in the end he never wanted me to leave. We have been a part of each other from exactly 4 years now. How could we walk away from one another when we were present in the bounces of anxiety and jubilation. I do not know if I would be able to put up with the distance again. Nevertheless I could just say one thing that I have loved you the most in 21 years. Like MENTALLY, LITERALLY, PHYSICALLY . . And any other form ending in 'ly'.

O boy ! "You have also been my infinite desire and a rare devotion". We have also had tiffs and clashes regarding something or the other. Mostly, misinterpretations. But I think when we have actually deeply and firmly needed to confess that we are not made for each other. We have surpassed that with a lively gesture. No matter how many months we have between us . . We know that the feeling of being starved for one another wouldn't go anytime. I have accepted that no one else would love me as you. No one else would desire me as you. The 'n' no. of times when I have tried leaving you behind, you have held me back . . . requesting and making up to all the blunders and unsatisfactory signals. I confess that I do not NEED you by my side but I heart you with all my inner warmth and substance. You know we don't address each other with the fancy tags of : Baby, Jaan, Darling, Munchkin and what not. Love still is there, and it is very much mature in our sense. I believe so.

There are no SOONS AND LATERS in our love story. Regardless all, we have to bump into each other and have a filmy twist with glares and everything. You know what I mean, Sweetheart. Since we have begun on this new chapter again, I would wanna tell you one thing directly that : "I love you more than any other emotion I have ever had any mental encounter with. There is a craving as a wolf's prey in me. To be found and played by you. Touched, cuddled, kissed, made love to, breathed, inhaled and blah. There is no ending to my levitating illusions filled with you. This cordial emotion of living in your romanticism will be alive for times now in my wits".

Love you
Again - Your sour lover!

© Latika Sareen