Bleeding red

The pen wanted to bleed red all over but somehow it couldn't. 'Love' is the most over-written and talked off subject. Yet, its so hard to say 'I Love you' to the person you love. Its the most endearing sentence in the world that one wishes to hear (more than utter) atleast once in a lifetime. Still, I am unable to bring myself to confess it to the person concerned.
I wish, I could tell him but I guess, I shall never. So, let me write it here, instead.

 I love you

Someday, if you shall come across this blog you might know that I wrote it for you though am not too sure that you'll know that 'you' is you. But, if you ever felt what I felt for you then you shall know that it is you and none other. Its the secret of the soul which can be heard only where it echoes. The day you shall know of it I'll call it my moment of 'Serendipity'.

P.S. I love you....I love you...I love you... I wish, I had said it in person than written it here. Alas! Sometimes, some truths are best hidden than revealed.  

The girl with a green pen

You must be wondering who is this girl with a green pen and why a 'green' and not blue or black or any other colour pen. The reason for this unusual name is that sometime back I possessed a green coloured hardbound notebook. It was a multi-purpose book for me as I used to take down my notes in it along with whatever literary deviations I had in-between those note-taking/making period. I was mostly identified as the girl with a green book because I used to carry it everywhere with me as if it was my bosom friend. All my friends were so fascinated by the book partly because of the curiosity it aroused in them and partly by its beauty that they used to openly conspire to steal it from me. I no longer posses it but the memories of it has remained with me. I looked for a similar notebook in several bookstores but I couldn't find anything closer to it.  I wanted to title this blog as the 'girl with a green book' because this blog is going to be an extension of it though I won't be taking or making notes here but definitely all my mental and literary deviations shall find space here. I changed the original title to 'the girl with a green pen' because I could relate to it now more than the earlier one as I no longer have that book anymore but I do write in green ink rather than the usual blue in my dairy.