0 Celsius: To thaw a frozen heart

Boulevard of broken dreams

My childhood was the one every other child dreamed of.

I never longed for anything neither did any of my demands were left unfulfilled.

Result of it being that I never grew up to be greedy.

When all your wishes get satisfied you no longer aspire for more and more.

You learn contend.

And that's what my parents desired me to be like.

Humble, sweet, understanding ,down to earth and a perfect gentleman.

A man who has strength of character.

Power of words

And heart of emotions.

A man who doesn't class people instead treat rich and poor equally.

And may be that was one of the reasons I Alessandro Romano fell madly in love with a poor orphan girl.

Who had nothing

No status, no riches ,no family name.

Nothing but a pure soul, a bright smile and golden heart.

Good looks backed by bank balance no doubt made large share of girls attracted towards me.

But those girls were nothing like her or so I thought.

She was different from all those I ever met before.

Different in an intriguing manner.

And now I know why she was like that.

While others were fake diamonds she was the real one who suffered the hardest blows of life to be perfectly cut to reflect back light.

5 th July

2004

Dear diary

I am feeling very lonely so I decided to talk to you.

Diary am I very ugly?

Today the children at my orphanage again bullied me.

They said I was so ugly that my parents decided to discard me in a bin.

They said they will not let me play with them as they didn't want to touch shit that came out of a bin.

I wanted to cry....but I didn't

I learned how to control my tears.

But not for much longer

I cried a lot when I came to my room.

Maybe they are right...

I am ugly

But I can't change it right...

I have to accept it.

I watched them play with the dolls...

I also wanted a doll for me so I went to the head ma'am.

She scolded me by saying that she was filling my stomach... wasn't that enough ...

Ungrateful kid was what she called me.

So with a heavy heart and suppressed desire I remained silent.

But then a miracle happened.

At the backside of the building while I was roaming around my eyes caught a glimpse of a dolls face in a box.

Gathering enough courage I opened the box to see discarded material in it.

The doll I found was broken

It's arm was not there and her leg was broken.

But luckily I found the broken arm lying in the box

I pulled out the doll and fixed it with glue.

The joints from where it was broken were visible but I covered it with a beautiful dress I myself stiched.

in short I

one with blonde hair and

in my lap

is my first and most special possession and

first and last doll...my one

.............

16January

2005

dear diary

a

They took Jasmine along.

her new

children with me have

Then why haven't I?

not good

I a bad child...but I never

do

must have that's why I am getting

Right diary?

here

say I don't

But why diary?

Why don't I?

must be

...............

15 December

2006

I didn't

I was

me work till my head starts

one comes to my

they chat around as I

least they don't

ignore me and it's better than getting hated

cleaning the dishes

kissed her and they all looked

blushing and her level of happiness

ecstatic beyond

it felt to

is blushing...would I feel all that

someone who will do all this for

a wishful thinking and I can't

who will kiss a trash like

he will be disgusted by my touch let alone

are calling me again to wash

.........................

18 September

2010

am leaving my

are throwing

no longer useful for them they said...I was covering unnecessary space

I am 16 now

I guess and I can take

the problem

I didn't had it.

without it I can't even survive

that tasty looking donnut...but it costed

wanted a roof over my

wanted to go to washroom....even

be bought with money. Not even a single thing is

most dangerous...it will make you indebted and mind

and this is how one day you will get so under it's weight that it will

to earn money to

is my first day in the restaurant...wish

Bye.....

......................

21 November

2013

Money is very powerful...

others lay

you and kiss the floor you

today....only a glimpse of it's power but

car was speeding down the street when an old man decided to cross the

were applied but still the old man got

revealing a handsome

would have been good but that was not

the

pain vanished like some miracle and

and that smirk that showed that he already knew this will

and made him sit at the

he was

lips and on asking why he crossed the red light he

life is

I realised that money can make you do things you can

lives and

everything for this world.....this world was materialistic even if everyone claimed

is and even I

..........

15january

2015