Deepa
I am a 19 yr old South Indian Girl! Who talks a lot! Who smiles and cries a lot! I am passionate about graphic design and photography, and i want to take either of them as a profession! Have fun seeing my blog :D
Homepage: http://da-magix.com
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Posts by Deepa
free bird!
Dec 7th
Free bird!
I can spread my wings and fly!
Dance sing play when i want to!
Let loose, let my mind not to control me
My heart tells me to run with the wind
Like a horse!
Run and fly and soar thru the sky!
Breathing the pure air!
Feeling what I miss
The innocence
Gaiety in the air!
I miss it truly!
Running free and wild!
Breaking barriers!
Physically, emotionally!
Spreading my wings and Flying!
-Deepa
Not in a mood
Dec 1st
Of Bangles Craze!
Nov 25th
Life is Good!
Nov 23rd
Friends…
Nov 17th
Friends are to stay through thick and thin
In good and in bad!
But lately only in Good
Not when hurt
Not when troubled
Friends throughout life
A bond
Indescribable
Timeless
Precious, Love which cannot change, nor die
Something that stays forever
Something that should increase
Not decrease
A downward trend
Ups and down and now down down
Into all the trouble possible
Missing it
Loved it
Need it!
I Quit
Nov 14th
I quit, I am not going to try anymore
I quit thinking
I quit creativity
I quit analyzing
I quit wasting time
I quit feeling this way
I quit trying to put effort
I quit trying to talking to inannimate things
Inanimated people stone like
Figures of greatness
I quit
I quit
Call me a quitter
Call me a failure
I quit explaining all that
I quit!
Bye forever
Nov 11th
I am waiting, and waiting,
For the right time to tell this,
I want to shrivel away, Blown off ufffff.
With every moment passing by
Its harder harder
Bruised inside and out,
Hurting inside and out
Difficult times i felt passed by
But not true
It was a small sign that something worse is to come
Somethings magnitude cannot be measured
So now I wish everyone
To wish that i was never there
A touch a hug a hi!
All gone
A hello half harted
Taken for granted
Any food left? You look what have you done?
I want to be like you.
Comments all heard through one ear and out of the other
All the feelings sucked out
All good moments in the past
Not to be seen now, nor in the future!
Goodbye my friend, Goodbye.
A few words…
Nov 8th
These are somethings that are very close to me. I learnt them in school!
We are told about a girl of seventeen months who ran to meet her father when he returned after s few day’s absence, and stroked and kissed his facevand gave him all her toys.
The mother who gives these beautiful presents to her child feels that her own life is in her son or daughter. And just as her heart is full of joy when her child is well, so its is full of sorrow when he is sick or when he dies.
I have all
That’s precious to me; were I now to die
Whilst you are here, I should not be unhappy.
You will have noticed that when sorrow is felt, it is soon felt by the heart of someone near.
Bye for a while peeps
Nov 4th


