The better reflection..

Who said reflections were identical?
It was always her mood that defined my day.If she were in her right mood, even the most mundane would magically turn into something rather more interesting and exciting.Her attitude towards life surprised me. She had the ability to cherish every moment with her child-like innocence, uninhibited by how inappropriate people thought it sometimes could be.
It seemed so dangerous to me, thinking about how independantly and "on her terms" she lived her life; as though practicality had lost its worth. I was beginning to grow jealous of her, of her unconventional wisdom and that smile, a smile that came straight from her heart, uncalculated and divine!
She was everything that freedom brought; and her advice, so sensible and her energy, so unbounded..

    She probably sensed how I felt and whispered her comforting words into my ear,"Dear Oh Dear! If I am free, so are you; images are misconceptions but reflections are always true!

a "HE" for my "She"

The sun was up and her feet in sand
The day was bright and everything looked so grand
She was laughing and talking to the wind
And thats the moment, when she saw him

He looked tall, smart and bright
She hid behind a tree to stay out of sight
Ah! So charming, she thought and giggled
And he turned and she just wriggled.

He smiled at her, and she just blushed.
Down my spine, a cold wave rushed.
He stretched his arm, and offered his hand.
But she turned away giving a look so bland.

I asked her why she blew it away
When the two could have spent together such a wonderful day
But then she said "If he really does care
I think he"ll probably join me out here."

To Die with me...

We were walking down the street at night. While I looked as though I was freezing to death, she said she was fine. As we were nearing the streetlamp, she asked me if we could sit for a while. So I said "fine" and we sat on a bench nearby. We talked a lot that evening, we spoke of life , we spoke of friends , and discussed about every issue and every trend. But then after some time she became unusually quiet, and I thought she probably was thinking about something.
As I was gazing at a dozen fireflies flying right over my head, she asked me if I was scared of death. "umm.. NO!" I said with very low conviction. She smiled and took my hand and together we walked down a mile. She was contantly humming some random song; I was creeped out by her strange behaviour.

Suddenly, a car just drove past us and I screamed with fright; but to my surprise, she instantly hugged me tight! And looking into my eyes she gently whispered to me "I know! I am scared too and its a scary night, But together I am sure we will be alright!"