No End To Forever

I know, I know. Two posts in one day. I just made your day, didn’t I? 😉


This post is going to be excessively vague, and well, slightly different from my cold-dripping-in-sarcasm humour. Why? Because it’s about something (and someone) that I’m still not sure about.

Or maybe I am sure, but I’m just skittish about admitting it out loud. To be honest, I don’t want to jinx anything. I can’t jinx it this time. I won’t.

You know, I’m a firm believer of being prepared for the future. Tomorrow is what we’re all working towards. Tomorrow is supposed to be the one thing we’re all entitled to. But of late, I’ve been forced to review my stance about this whole thing.

And here’s the conclusion:

If my tomorrow was going to end the next moment, I have absolutely no idea what I’ll be doing about it. I’ll probably just say my goodbyes, and sit and stare at the infinity overhead, the constellations swirling, sparkling bright to light up the night sky. There’s no telling how happy or satisfied I’ll be with the life I’ve lived. There’s no way to know. But there’s one thing I’d do before time runs out.

I’ll pick up my car keys, drive over to the said someone’s place, and tell him how much he means to me.

I’ll tell him how his stupid comments about my daily activities tend to become the happiest part of my day.

I’ll tell him that however much I hate it when he uses SMS lingo and abbreviations, I would’ve tolerated that for a thousand more years if that meant talking to him for all my waking minutes.

I’ll tell him how it broke my heart when he sat two seats away from me, worried about something, and I never mustered up the courage to go over to him and tell him that it’ll be okay. Love needs to be expressed. You can’t bottle it up inside of you and hope that the other person will just know how much you love them.

And most importantly, toward the end, I’ll tell him I love him. I will. Right before all my numbers are down, right before the lights go out.

But wait a second.

Is it necessary to wait till the very end to say what you want to say to someone? Is it required to keep your heart locked up in chains, the key thrown away, until the chains dissolve of rust formed over time, and your heart just doesn’t have it in itself any more to say the truth?

No. It’s not. It never was. There’s no time limit on dreams. There’s no end to forever.


If my forever was ending tomorrow, I don’t want to be sitting alone and staring at the sky. I want to live it all to the very end.

And I want to live it with you.


Here’s hoping 2015 brings in lots of happiness.

Let’s hope it gives all of us the strength to pursue our dreams with undeterred passion, and the courage to reach out to those who matter most to us.

Let’s hope for love.

Happy New Year, everyone. It’s a good life.


Okay. ❤



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