Apologies to #Undyingspirit for having takes forever to publish your submitted article.I am truly very sorry. Also I am eagerly waiting to know what happens next? Do you blow up? Do you talk to your Best-friend? Does she tell you the reason? I really want to know.

Sorry to you to Anonymous Questioner for not having answered your question (more of a statement) uptil now. It was simply because I thought Tumblr was cool enough to inform me if some one asks me a question. Seems like It ain’t all that cool :/

Apologies to anyone who listens. For (if anyone cares enough) not having posted any original content here for a long time now. Hopefully someday shall come when I will get my written pieces proof-read and I’ll finally post them here. For a “certain-someone” told me that I have a real good imagination which needs to be put to use. Well lets hope that that “certain-someone” is right about it. 

                                                                                 ~ Missfictitious

Under the moonlight, I was sitting alone on the terrace, of my very own house..fighting to know the answers from the almighty supreme..what was the mistake of this 16 year old girl, that shes being bound to move away from the people who meant the most to her..the times a year back, meeting a stranger, becoming her best friend, not completing a day without talking to her, telling every dark secret and the most stupid thing, those times were soo good..why is this me becoming more and more alone..

like everyday i called, my very own soul sister, my bestie, to have a routine chat..out of us two, she is filled with more enthusiasm and cheer..i kinda like to stay happy listening to her stories and everything..It was not more than a blessing to have a lovely bestie as her. but due to some mysterious reason, she had become dull past few days..the reason seemed absolutely unknown to me..still it was like an oath to chat daily, under all circumstances..though we did break this thing pretty many times for trival important reasons. she seemed depressed since few days, i tried knowing the reason, but it takes dawn for her to express herself freely and comfortably.. she didnt like to share much of her sorrow with others and disturb them..but on the other side, the entire world would get to know when she’s happy..yes, this is my bestie..and when such a lovely person is depressed for some reason, one feels like banging their head on wall..so did i feel. her sad mood was so contagious that it transferred to me through my cell phone..still i managed cheering her up..but days passed and her depression started turning into various stages of anger..i couldnt take that..but at the same time i felt may be she trusts me to such an extent that she feels free after shouting on somebody and she trusted only me that i could understand her and help her out..yes i was trying to be diplomatic..but to what extent can a person absorb somebody elses’ anger without any mistake of yours..3 days? 1 week? well, it has been more than a week that am taking her anger silently, pressuming that she feels relaxed after doing so..but then the stages of her anger started becoming worse with time..that sad gloomy mood turned into petty arguments, then various monotonic stages of anger, then unforgettable and indigestable fights, then arrogant attitude..i couldnt help myself but ask the almighty the reason for everything.. 

I Know right!! I told the same thing to my bestie! I told her all of this makes me a creepy stalker who is madly following you. But the truth is, I have a tendency of creating larger than life drama. And maybe it isn’t right.. Or maybe it is. I don’t know. But that is certainly who I am. Besides, You can always give it a try.. Being my Best-friend.. They say it isn’t as horrid as I make it sound. :)

-Waiting-

                                                             ~Missfictitious 

                                                               (aka Tea)

undyingspirit:

I hear Jerusalem bells a ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

i-ship-ren-with-everyone:

sealcat:

do you ever just listen to someone’s problem and you have nothing to say except “I’m sorry” becuase there is literally no way for you to help and you get sucked into a vortex of guilt and despair because you are useless 

do you ever just listen to someone’s problem and you have nothing to say except “I’m sorry” and they say “it’s not your fault” like man I know it’s not my fault I’m just trying to be nice

Do you ever just listen to someone’s problem and you say nothing except “I am sorry” because, even though you know a way that could lead them out of their problems, but is just too much for them to bear and you can’t expect them to survive.

undyingspirit:

When I look at sky, absolutely endless, I feel a pinch in my stomach thinking about its infinity. Nothing can beat it. Its so full of mystery, forcing me to think about things beyond it. I feel so small in front of it. Of course I am but that very fact makes me think of its power. It has witnessed…

kaidoesntknowhowtowearashirt:

Preach

undyingspirit:

Music, it always puts me in a better mood.

When you are going through a bad phase and are trying every inch harder to keep your mind off that topic, random people randomly walk up to you and pester you to tell ‘them’ what’s wrong, because they saw “a hint of sadness which I was desperately trying to cover!”

When you simply say that its nothing, just a minor insignificant head-ache they push you  even more to “Shut up and tell the truth” . Well honestly, when I say  ’its nothing’ it either means there actually is nothing or I dont want you to know about it! 

Now don’t get me wrong but I dont thing that anyone of you would want to discuss something you are trying to push away from your mind especially with random people who are not even close enough to be called friend. Acquaintance may be but friends… Definitely not! no seriously since when did you care?! I mean till about a day ago you blatently refused to recognize my very existance when asked about! Damn you kid! We have been living in the same place since you were in your nappies!! You don’t even know how to pronounce my name properly and you say ’ Common… You can tell me! i am your friend na!!’  o.o’

Yea totally dude! we are besties don’t you remember!! pfft!! 

And the best part is that when you do not bulge from your answer, they just randomly assume that you are having problems at your place {which, mind you, varies from the classic mom-and-dad fights, to being manhandled!} and they go ahead and have the adosity to talk all kinds of crap about my parents!! When you tell them that there is nothing of that sort they tell you ” aisey baaton ko chupana nahi cahiye!” dude! there is no baat for me to chupaofy!! And when you firmly tell them its got nothing to do with your parents,they shift to another assumption of something being wrong at your school! And the very first question is “boyfriend chod ke chala gaya kya?” Look, kid, whoever told you that I have a boyfriend? And even if I did have a boyfriend and if that guy ditched me,why would i be telling you??!

And so goes on the the lengthly episode of them assuming and you refusing (and you planning and plotting ways of killing that person or hoping that something just happens and they die, in your head while plastering a huge sugary smile on your face) and them commenting and advising till they finally get their tummy filled with satisfaction of having stopped someone from committing suicide ( yea that is what is spread as news and what my neighbor aunty hears and tells my mom and I am interrogated about it the next morning.)and you are actually so  exhausted mentally with all of this that you actually forget what were you really upset about.

And sometimes you have to go through this whole process just because that kid caught you having  ”a hint of sadness on my face which I was desperately trying to cover!” while all it really is , is a minor insignificant head ache! `D:

Last night you gave me a kiss,

You didn’t know it but I was awake when you did.

You were quiet, you were gonna let me sleep,

So I just laid there pretendin’ to be.

You said some things you didn’t know I could hear,

And the words I love you never sounded so sincere…