Wishes.. I had promised Madhu that I will be writing this, But been wondering about it and read a few other articles, Don’t you think that It would actually be scary if wishes did come true…
At some level, we are all afraid of change its weird to say, We all hope, pray, wish, live for our wishes to come true, So then how can it be scary, Well I think that if wishes do come true then there may be nothing to look forward to, Also it May happen that if they do come true they may not actually be WHAT WE WANTED 🙂 or they may not make us happy.. So yeah sometimes Wishes are good to have but Not fulfilled ..
#I wish life to go smooth.. hiccups are good but NOT at the rate they are hitting..
#I wish No evil or bad happens to my friends- well wishers, I wish god or who-so-ever is responsible for making wishes come true, makes this happen.
#I wish to be in two places at the same time.It will solve many issues (stolen from Madhu’s idea sorry)
#I wish to forgive all those who have hurt me deliberately or intentionally.. yeah sounds a bit of gandhism but no its got nothing to do with it.. Its as someone said The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
#I wish the best for those who have stood by me, in my time of need, Those who were NO-ONE but now are SOME-ONE, wish them all the good luck.
#I wish to meet all the people who have put comments or visited my blog 🙂
#I wish my friends in India, the ones with whom i grew up, spent my college days, Babbar-Cherry-Vikram–Sood-Ravi-Rajeev Everyone could come over to UK, to my house, Wow we will paint the bloody town REDdddddddddddddddddddddd. Got so many thing to do with them all.
#I want to become a bit worldly, I dont want to trust people the moment i meet them, I want to take time, I have met some wrong people whom I wish the best, but please god teach them a lesson.
#I wish i am Not accident prone.. god knows have had my share of mishaps and little skirmishes ..
#I wish i don’t loose my cool, when people talk back at you.. especially the people (well let me be BLUNT the ASIANS (Indians-Pakistani’s) , who when stopped suddenly see you as fellow asian and try to wiggle there way out. I have a story to tell but maybe in my next post.. Remind me someone .. 🙂