FamiLy DraMa!!

Christmas is a family time..............so thot juz shed sum light on d oh-so-perfect familylife. Every1 has a family....
well,except 4 Batman!(Lol)..... And in simple terms,a family is a group of people,who juz stick 2u,no matter what.No matter u want dem 2 or not,dey will juz stick 2u n drag u in all the family photographs n parties....even when u dont fucking want 2!! Very frustrating..........i know!!

A family is also a group of people,whom u hav no escape 4m! Dat includes ur elder brother bullying u n flirting wid ur galfrend,ur sister blackmailing u 4 money,ur mom torturing u,sorry emotionally torturing u 2 do favors 4 her like cuming 2 family ocassions,being nice 2 aunties n doing small favors like going 2 uncle's place whenever he calls 2 format his pc,after cancelling ur date wid galfrend!

And also,the family includes the Head of the Family....The DAD! who pressurizes u2 study n get d 1st rank.....no matter what! Den get a suitable job,no matter what! Get married to a suitable girl 4m a suitable family background,no matter what! N of course b a good father n a good son,no matter what! What????

N dis individual drama just gets raised to 100 when they are all together in the living room fighting 4 d remote!!The most awkward situation arises when u are at relative's wedding and u notice a wonderful girl,ur just abt 2 strike a conversation when ur mum calls out to u by ur nickname "Chotu/Raja/Munnu etc"

Anyways,old habits die hard n d worst death is of a far-off relative whom u barely knew,and  u gota attend his funeral again screwing anoder of ur party plans......Still blood ties are blood ties.And nothing can ever replace them! So wen u are not in a position 2 do anything else with ur family,juz tune into "Hum Saath Saath Hai" nd hav a happy family time!!

15 things u can do wen ur Bored.......

Gettin BORED is one of the most Boring things to do and it is really Boring to do nothing but simply get Bored....
So here,are sum not-so-Boring ideas to beat the Boredom outa Boring day......

Cuz theres more to life than gettin Bored..... :P

1.Laze around.Listen to music.Select an artist u dont really listen to.Listen to Radio.
2.Dream Onnn....Its d best thing a human can do.Dream onnnn n onnnn n on...............
3.Draw/Sketch/Paint/Write/Dance........Do watever ur good at or even not good at.
4.Go thru ur wardrobe.Rearrange it.U myt find sumthin interesting in it.
5.Try different dresses n matching accessories.........
6.Put on the TV...Watch ur fav cartoon......Watch sum random show on a random channel.
7.Go 4a very long Bath......Sing n dance while u bath..... ;)
8.Call up a Random frend  n Gossip.lol
9.Go thru old/newspapers/magazines/books......myt find sumthin interesting......
10.Wander into the kitchen......u myt find sumthin good to eat.....or u can always try cooking as long as ur insured.lolzz
11.try different hairstyles.........wink wink
12.Watch a movie u wudn't watch normally..........
13.Make posters for ur wardrobe/walls........
14.Go 4a Walk....dnt 4get ur music.

15.If u still cant find anything to do,SLEEP. Ur brain is tired and needs sum rest............

N d Loop continuesss......

Sum ppl hav sum spl attraction towards certain problems.Hence,they fall prey to the same problem again and again and again..............
I am one of those.

A problem magnet,as it is i am.i.e if there exists a problem within a range of 1km or even 2.............the probability of it striking me is maximum.In fact the problem is so much customized for me,that it seems to me that it was invented to strike me. Or if I may put it this way,I attract the problem desperately........
After all,whats Life without Problems,nay??

Unlike other bad lucks and diseases,the same problem will strike me again and again and again............Sumthing opposite to the Lightning striking theory which says, Lightning duznt hit the same place twice.In my case,it duz!!

Off all the ppl,runnin on  stairs,the probability of me slipping or tripping or in any way falling is maximum.And when I am running thru the same stairs n even after me being careful,The probability of me falling on those stairs is again maximum.It works like the law of attraction.sumwhat............(Dont expect me to state the law)

So if I have lost my wallet once,i'll be careful next tym,Nd i'll lose my wallet twice.
I'll be a bit more careful,Nd i'll lose my wallet the 3rd tym.......

I think i'll stop carrying a wallet...........

The G- G A P. . .

Of course i m talking about the Generation gap.

The narrow ridge between parents and children is widening day by day.Parents keep a follow up with their children till their teenage....but once they cross their sweet sixteens,they just grow out of control.Whose fault is that? Are parents not able to give their children enuf tym?? Or do kids offlate demand more space.........

And talking of space,how much space is feasible in a parent-child relationship???

I believe,its more about understanding each other,than the matter of space.Kids obviously need to develop more understanding towards their parents.But kids are kids. And more importantly parents need to understand their kids.Their needs,their problems,their point of view.

I suppose there should be more interaction between parents and children and parents should be less judgmental.If the child demands sumthin, try understanding his point of view and necessity rather than clean denial. That myt lead to giving rise to children criminals.............lol

Anyhow,by the age of 20,an individual is in a state of developing himself.These are very crucial times. Why don't sum parents understand that they are not their 5-year olds anymore.Scolding them or suppressing them will seriously not help.

What i see all around are kids doing stuff outside the knowledge of their parents.Kids will do what they have to.If u suppress them,they will do it secretly,without their parents' knowledge,but they will.The only way to stop them taking the wrong path is by talking to them,in their language,explaining them,in their terms.

Parents need to understand and adapt that having a gal/boyfrend is normal and so is having a break-up.Tyms are changing and the only way to go hand in hand with the generation is change with it.......

The BEST Ride!!

I m running late. There's heavy traffic.I run around  vehicles,tryna cross roads,reach the bus stop.In the era of inflation I avoid the thought of travelling in a rick.I reach the bus stop.The sun shines bright over my head making me sweat......sigh.

I see a fleet of buses coming my way.Its not the bus i wana board.I step back.The bus approaches me in an attacking manner as if demanding its own space like a lion roaring at me,pouncing its claws on me.I step farther back.People rush into the bus.The bus loudly pulls away.

I see another bus coming in.Its the bus i hav to board.But it duznt seem like the driver wants to take the effort of hitting the brakes to let me in.He enjoys driving the bus empty(well,almost)!
I threaten him with my false suicide attempt standing right in front of the red suicide machine.Hurray! He hits the break.*sigh* My life is saved. I run and get into it.

I go past the fat conductor who is sittin in the backseat counting dirty bills given to him by passengers. He is so occupied with his job,he doesn't even notice me.
I search for a 10 rupee note.The fare is 6 bucks.I expect him to have 4bucks change. He expects me to have 6bucks change.Oh! Humans and their expectations.Expectations always hurt.....

I call out to him once,twice,thrice.I am losing it.I yell over the roar of the bus.He spares me a lazy glance through his thick glasses and again resumes his counting business.My destination is approaching.I have to go.
He finally takes pain to get up.Lazily,walking like a hulk,he approaches me,throws a dirty look in my direction.I ignore.

I hand him the 10 rupee note.He asks for a 1 rupee coin.I search inside my bag.I find a 2 rupee coin.I hand it over to him.He examines it carefully.Learns its a 2rupee coin.Hands it back to me.Give me another of his dirty   looks.I ignore.He mutters sumthing under his breath.I ignore.Puts his hand into his bag full of coins.Brings out 2 2rupee coins. Throws them into my hand like he did a big favour giving me the ticket and I didn't deserve any bit of it and neither the change.I ignore.

I see my destination nearing.I walk to the gate.The driver glances at me.Grumbles a bit.With too much effort,hits the breaks almost throwing me out of the bus.I balance myself and get out of the bus.Thanking God for the brilliant BEST ride I just had!!

Being Woman!

Women-such an important and integral part of the society. Over centuries men have loved women,lusted them,protected them,fought over them,fought with them,abused them and molested them.

 In India women have been subject to unspeakable atrocities and injustice. Women-always considered the weaker sex,have evolved as nothing but slaves or rather entertainers to men. Men put women to slavery,prostitution and such unspeakable tortures.

Women-no matter what,were barred from education,luxury and by far an independent and just life.Widows had no place in the society.They were supposed to be killed the moment her husband died.Till centuries,der came the very prevalent female genocide.Women or rather girls were killed the moment they were born for the mere crime  of being born with the 'Y' gene.

Women going through menstruation,were considered like a curse.Where on all times,women were considered "Lakshmi" become some dark shadow while going thru periods.Not allowed to enter the kitchen,temple,or touch anything in her own house.Whats her fault??

Today,where we stand face to face with our future,the past still happens to claw on our backs. On one hand where women are pledging as prime-ministers,there are women who are still being beaten by their husbands,being burned down for dowry,getting raped,being sold,and in many cases being killed.

What has changed over years for women? I say nothing.There are places where still a woman cannot walk alone without being eve-teased or called out.Women-are a great object of desire that unfortunately leads them to brutal violence and crimes.

All these crimes against women,and we are still silent.All women are still interested in is buying jewellery and expensive saris??? Raise your voice women. You have been suppressed all these years only because you never revolted.It was due to this submissive behavior of women at those times that the entire womanhood suffers today.

Remember,if a woman can give birth to a man,she can do anything and everything a man can do.You were and are in no way less than a man.Women dont need men,Men need women.Think over it.

And as for all the men reading this,tell me what do you think women are to you??   

BFF turned BF ! ;)

Was reading a blog by a friend n juz got inspired......
So here i am.

Well,2 ppl of opposite sexes cannot remain friends.This is what the world says. I,personally believe that a guy n a gal can make great friends,in fact,best friends!! Most of my own frenz are guys. N my best frend is a guy as well. But sumhow sumwhr wen ppl are very close,they might experience sum kinda sexual tension,but not always ha. Sexual tension may arise only if feelings are dat strong. But chuck dat yaar,i dnt wana b givin u guys gyaan on a topic dats not my PHD. lolzz

Anyhow,best frenz often make good couples,no great couples. Many a tyms it happens dat 1 of them falls for another and duznt confess the feeling fearing dat u myt end up losing the frenship. But guys, wen ur in love,the world can tell. N besides,ders no point hiding the feeling.Cuz love,like any otha feeling,is 2b felt n not feared n suppressed. The more u try to suppress,the more it reveals itself.
N if he/she is dat good a frend,he/she will understand u.

Anyhow,dats wat happened in ma case.V wer d best of buddies........... N of course,every1 else thot v wer in love.V myt hav been,but v wer 2 busy goin crazy.V luvd each othaz company n wer totally compatible types. But d good old "i-think-he-is-in-love-wid-me" wala feeling dawnd upon me.......aaaaahhh.
Never mind.It eventually turnd out dat i accidentally happened to confess my love to him......
N he confessed back.(well,that was a lot of effort.lol)

So,the bottom-line is best frenz make very good couples.Dnt worry,ur best frend knows u better dan u.
N u can b the best of frenz eve after confessing ur love to him/her.

Trust me,its d best thing to happen:Fall in love wid ur BFF!!

(P.S : Hope u guys know,BFF is Best Frends Forever!!)

Not that PINK!

In contradiction to the good old theory "PINK is for girls BLUE is for Boys" i wud love to declare that "I m a GIRL n I hate PINK!"

Supposedly gals wer born wid a pink spoon in their ink mouths,Or is it dat gals cannot think beyond Pink.
For gals,its like there cud b no better color than PINK nd if they cud,they wud have painted the world PINK! SOS!!!

Okay,lemme give u an example of how a perfect PINK day of a PINK colord ga starts:
She wakes up by the call of her PINK alarm and rises from her Pink bed.She pulls off her pink covers n steps into her pink slippers n walks across her pink room to her pink-framed mirror.Thankfully,her face is not Pink (yet)!  She goes to her pink bathroom and probably has a bath with her pink beauty soap (that will make her beautifully pink!) and cum wrapped in her pink towel.
She'll go to her pink wardrobe n think for a long time which pink dress to wear.After dressing up in Pink,she'll again take a long tym to comb her hair wid a pink comb n decorate them with pink accessories n put on a matching pink nail paint on her perfectly manicured nails.........
Anyhow,after a lot of pinking,she'll again pick up her pink fone n put it in a pink handbag n ride off on her pink scooty to her college! There,she'll meet her friends who'd b dressed in similar shades of pink n they'll exchange Pink pinch( Oh sorry! Same pinch). They might even compliment each other on their cute choice of pink dresses n matching accessories........
After gettin dun wid college,she'll check time in her pink watch and look for sum green notes in her pink wallet! Oh!a different color,after so long.jokes apart.If her wallet agrees,she might go shopping for more pink clothes,shoes etc
Well,dats quite a pukish PINK day!!

On that note, I am happy to not fall in the PINK line..........n HATE PINK!!

MoVing On..........

LOVE-a myth,a fable,an illusion.............

All of us must have at least once fallen in Love.For sum of us,its painful in the start,for sum,in the end...but it brings as much pain as joy.
So,wen u fall in love,dey say gravity ceases to exist.......n its a free fall.......n u juz keep fallin in dat endless well........till dat 1 person holds u.......
wats worse is,wen ders no1 to hold u....u juz fall n fall n hit ur head hard n den cum to senses.....dat wat ppl around wer yellin was indeed true.
D realisation hits you so hard,dat sumtyms u cry,sumtyms u laff.....n sumtyms get stoned.
Either ways,u hav to cum outa it!

But wen u are falling thru the well,the world seems a lie.....it all happens so fast.....n ur mind is stuck up on dat 1 person,who is ur saviour,ur everything,n u believe he will cum n save u from all the pain,not let u down,prove the world wrong,but he never cums,n u wait.............
wait............
n wait..........

Waiting is again one terrible thing.U wait till u fall n till all ur dreams n  beliefs are shattered! Waiting 4 him is like swimming in the mid sea expecting the shore to show up in search of life..........

I dunno how many of u guys must have found happiness after a long wait,but i didn't!
nd hence i advice Dont wait.Its juz a waste of time.U cud do so much better wid ur life dan wait 4a loser who cant figure ur signs............
Life is all about taking chances.Be Brave n tell dat loser dat u love him 4 watever the crap-head he is,cuz Love is not a crime.N d loss is his...............

Loving is not a waste of time,but waiting 4 sum dumb to realise dat u love him n love u back is a waste.
Cuz Love duznt require ages.Its as simple as dat:either he loves u or he duznt. Time ain't gonna change dat.

Mumbai meri jaan..........

I was born n bought up in Mumbai.A city I proudly call my home..........
Mumbai-the city that neva sleeps.Mumbai is known for its undying spirit,especially,at times of crisis n calamities..
Mumbai-is a lifestyle in itself........People of all castes,trades,religions n languages reside here together as one.
There might be differences in their thinking,traditions,rituals,but their hearts beat as one.

Mumbai is not only the name of the city.Mumbai is the collective name of its people,their feelings,the way of living........Mumbai is a spirit,an undying ever-strong living.

However,life in Mumbai is not very easy.Its like some prison.........once entered you are trapped here for lifetime.Trapped-out of love.There are thousands of people who migrate here every month,every week,every day,every hour,to make a living,chase their dreams,or to simply live!!

N Mumbai-with its open arms welcomes all.N once they come,they never leave.........simply cuz they dont want to.Simply,cuz its addictive!Simply,cuz no matter where you go later,you are sure to miss Mumbai.Cuz its not juz a city,its a civilization!

The spirit of Mumbai has been saluted by many.N it deserves it rightfully.No matter how big the calamity be,Mumbai or rather,the people of Mumbai have always stood strong,fought as one,helped each other stand n recovered!
Maybe this quality of Mumbai has attracted more threats from inhuman organisations.Mumbai has been victim to maximum number of terrorist attacks.But as always it has looked the terrorism into face,stood strong,and smiled back with confidence......

Maybe its this quality of Mumbai that has led the authorities to go so careless.But it is we,the common people who have to suffer.It is us who loose their loved ones.It is our heart that bleeds.Just because we are strong and retract back to life,it doesn't mean that we are not affected.We are human in the very bone and flesh.We do get hurt.We do bleed.We do cry.Its just that we have learnt over time to wipe our n other's tears so that we can see the clear picture n fight back.

Just because we recover the fastest,it doesn't mean you can hurt us,slap us anytime you want.
Mumbai is our city,our soul,in a way,our motherland.We are not going to sit and watch the terrorists rape our mother.Every single attack on Mumbai or elsewhere in the country is a slap on the face of the authorities.Its high time you wake up.

As,to the people of Mumbai,
Salaam Mumbai!!

Music.........

Music-by far is the best language known to mankind.It is indeed the best way in which humans can communicate and express.

There ain't no feeling that cannot be expressed through music.It is said dat actions speak louder than words,but at tyms music does-louder n efficient!
Music can express joy,sorrow,freedom,loneliness,anger,love,frustration,doom,laziness,hatred,repentance,appreciation,anything n juz abt everything.

N da best feature of music is dat it is language-independent!!
It duznt require a language platform.It can convey feelings juz without a tongue...........

Its like an invisible wire or string dat connects ppl 2gthr.........no matter wat color,caste,country,religion,society or tribe they are.
N wen dey all cum together we can view a beautiful necklace with colorful beads threaded together.

Music is like a Rainbow.It has many colors to it......Different views at different angles.....Every person has a favorite.Sum like it soft,sum hard,sum loud,sum slow............but all do need it!
Its da medicine for the soul,the wretched.It gives life n spreads smilessssss......... =)

No matter how much i write for thee,it will never b enogh.
So i'd rather end this by mentioning "I found Music.I found Life.Music is my savior."

"MUSIC is my Religion
     N
ROCK is my God!! " \m/

Virgo Love!

Well,i m not particularly a very romantic or fairy-tale kinda girl,but when it cums to romances,every gal wants d best. I had always wished dat my guy wud take me by surprise n leave me breathless...........
But not all realities are Harsh...........lol

It was dis guy..........completely opposite of mine.Kind and Helping.Sweet.Subtle.and completely Dependable.
But sumhow sum things worked out between us and i was completely taken aback by his simplicity and sincerity.
Strange he neva had to work any charms on me........He was the master n just cast a spell on me.Which i cudn't break and cum out of.N i din want 2................

Well,i neva believed in Zodiac or Sun-signs being the reason of their behavior.But now I know.It duz hav sum significance.

Being in a relationship with Him is easy.He is the responsible one.Will always take stand for things,help you take decisions and always give you your required space.Yeah,but if u expect him to sing romantic songs for you or lecture you about how special you are to him,juz forget it!

The Virgo is not a man of words.N he duznt need Them.Trust me.Practical experience counts.
He duznt require words to reveal to you how much he loves you.He does it in the most hideous and ingenious ways n u juz stay surprised.He will seduce you in a moment without putting in much effort! N wen u look into his eyes u can see it all................

He is a man of honor.N if he looks into ur eyes n says sumthin,he means it.N means it for a lifetime.He may not be a chatter box but wen he speaks,his every word is weighed n honest.He has quite a sharp memory n is bound to remember dates very accurately.

He duznt get angry very often,but wen he gets,make sure u giv him enuf time to cool down.Juz a few minutes n he's fine.What he expects out of u is to be honest with him n try n understand him.Its not very easy though......but ur effort is more important!

4now,dats all i hav learnt.Know m a bit late,but better late than never.
Dis blog is specially dedicated to my Virgo Guy!
Juz an effort to understand you.................... <3 <3

Daddy Cool!!

Well,i was reading a blog of a friend of mine n came to know dat it was Father's Day a few days back.
Well,i was neva da type of gal who'd b called "papa's princess" or was dad's very darling daughter.
I m n was a complete BRAT!

I m da gal who is utmost careless n very very spoilt! N my Dad has always been there to spoil me n then later thrash me.But its ok! I m very naughty.

My Dad has too much of a temper.N i happen to inherit dat.So as of now,its me who yells more at him.But apart 4m dat,he's quite understanding!

My Dad's kinda cool n believes in givin me liberty n space which i always misuse! But he himself was a Rebel n Law-breaker in his days.So i guess,he'll understand.Maybe its in his Blood.....

One good thing about him is dat he's very adamant wen it cums to repairing things or fixing them.He's kinda versatile n can do any job.4m fixing taps n pipes to my keyboard......he can do anything!
Of course,like any other father-daughter,we also hav r differences.But inspite of those differences n generation-gaps,we still mingle together very well.

Wen i was a child,my dad used to bring me a hell lot of chocolates n toys.As i was da only child,i was da Apple of Every1's eyes.N i was a complete Dad ka chammach!! All kids say "Ma" first...But i said "Dada".
n uptill now,its always ma Dad whom i call out in tyms of trouble.Whether its a cockroach in the house or my pc or the tv.......All i hav to do is yell "DAD!!" n der cums my saviour......... =)

I dnt say my Dad is the best dad in the world or he's the Perfect Dad.He too has sum imperfections,sum shortcomings.........but its ok! I still do love him.No matter how short-tempered or prejudiced,or adamant he is.He is my Dad n i love him 4 being der wid me(n spoiling me)always..........

Luv U Dada!!

What to Believe??

Last night it was Lunar Eclipse.In fact,this one was the Century's Longest and the Darkest One!
But in India,we have a different mentality relating to eclipses. There's a very thin line between Faith and Blind Faith n one needs to differentiate it well.

I dont know,but sumhow,we seem to just close our eyes in names of faith n prohibition.N wen it cums to eclipses we have a long list of "Not to do"s.Watchin an eclipse happen is a very sinful thing n it might turn your stars inside out n shatter ur life....n if at all ur a female n happen to b pregnant,Do not even think of moving from ur place!! WTF!

Wats so wrong in watchin an eclipse happen.N wats so scary abt it? Its juz Earth,Sun n the Moon cumin in  a straight line.Why da hell we have to make things so Complicated??? Whats with Dragons n Snakes n Demons n in India,Rahu n Ketu???? :/

N sumhow,even very well-educated,learnt people host such theories n scare their children in the name of religion.When r v gona bcum Practical?? We are livin in the 21st century where humans hav already been to the moon n yet we are afraid just to see an eclipse happen??? 

Space!

How much space is permissible in a relationship???

Any relationship-be it d one between u n ur parents,u n ur boy/galfrend......watever.....needs space.Or shud i say ppl need space.Every one has their own privacy level.N ppl around us need to understand dat.Specially, ppl close to us,or ppl in a relation wid us importantly need to respect our space.

Space is an integral part of any relationship.An appropriate amount of space works well.However,if given too much or too less space,it can ruin the relationship.So here we come back to the same old question,how much space is permissible??Or rather how much space does one need??

I mean is it really necessary for parents to scold their 20 year old kid to study 4 her xamz.I mean,duznt she know dat herself? She'll do it on her own right? Duzn't she require sum space.
I dunno y but in India,ppl dnt giv space.Say it parents,spouses,friends,any relation.........ders no space!

N den later,dey break up,run away from houses n do such crazy things. Relations are like a spring.The more u  press them,the more they'll expand...........It is always better to handle them gently.Else they might jump out of control.

One thing thats important in a relationship is Trust.When u trust sum1,u can always give them sum space.But space shud also b taken care of.Misuse of given space can lead to damage of trust!
On that note,
"Occupy only the space given to you,
If u try to occupy more,more the chances of being thrown out!!!"

Wakin the Demon!!

Sum ppl are bad cuz da world has made dem.............n sum ppl are juz Bad by choice.Like Me.
U can say dat i hav a weakness for bad habits.Or its like m a Bad-habit magnet.So,if ders a bad habit in the range of 5km it is bound 2 strike me......

Its like my passion! 2b BAD!! N if der was a certificate 4 being bad,of course,i wud get it! Or if der was sumthin like bcum bad in 10 days or even less,i wud b da 1 who'd cum out wid flyin colors........hehehehe! :D

From one level to anoder,i keep promoting..........n dis aint da thing my parents shud b proud of....
Not dat dey know wat illegal business i m upto......hahahahaa(Sinister laughter)!

Many ppl take da conditions around them as an excuse to be bad.Sum are forcefully pushed into it.Sum hav no idea wat dey are doing....n wen dey cum to their senses,its too late.
But my case if different.
I m not BAD,but EVIL  by Choice.........!!

N dats wat i intend 2b...............cuz m Lovin it! ;)

The First Showers...............

As i woke up it was 7 in the evening.........I looked at the sky...........IT was kinda lime-yellow.
N went n stood der by the window's side.I cud feel it cumin.The fresh air,the song that it brought along........
N den,as i stretched out my hand i cud feel raindrops fallin on it.

My hand had collected a few raindrops-raindrops of the first rains of the season! I spread the happiness that the raindrops brought across my face..........My other hand holding a cup of tea.This cudnt hav been any better.This was Perfect.

After a few minutes,it started raining heavily.........I cud hear rain smashing down,kids yelling..........n a soft song playin in my head wanting to cum out thru my lips.........
This is Life. Monsoon is indeed a season to be happy.........No matter wat pain it is.
I live in such a place where the electricity connection goes off the moment it starts raining,n theres always my grumpy Dad to complain abt sumthing or the other..........
But still I m Happeeeeee.................

While i type this blog,my lips are stretched into a smile......that refuses to fade away.
Finally its Raining.N i hav been waitin 4 it to rain the entire year...................
I can do nuthin but Enjoy the rain.ITs like my prayers hav been answered.....

WHY?????

Here we are,trying to battle our lives in this crowded city n prices hiking daily standing in front of a big WHY which we usually dont wana answer again givin rise to a WHY........
WHY?

My first WHY..........
WHY do people marry??
Yeah,quite a strange and immature question..........but seriously.....

Livin in India,where u can see ppl being killed in the name of Honour-Family's Honour,Community's Honour...etc etc..... n if not killed 4 Honour,Killed for Dowry,4 cheating or for any other reason found good enough.
So what are we supposed 2 believe??
To love or not to love??
Okay,lets take an example..............
I know a gal who is in luv wid a guy who is so not his religion.Well,dat duznt matter 2 her.4 her,One's God resides within their souls.
Yeah,but she has a father who is a religion-fanatic......Who has openly declared that he'd prefer choppin off his girl than marrying her to a guy outside his religion........
Is that wat Religion teaches us??
Is there anything like Freedom? Anything like Love??
Will it matter to God if a person who believes Him in 1 way gets married to sum1 who believes him sum other way???
Oh! N will God b very pleased with that person who kills his own child just because she loved sum1 who believed in God his own way??
IF God is that prejudiced then i can as Hell b.............

On that note,let me again ask a question...........
What will happen if 2 people following different religions got married??? Will their Gods break out on a War when they were making Love?? N if So which 1 will win?????

My Psychiatrist!!

She listens patiently to me.Understands me.Sees things from my point of view.Gives me sound n practical advice.N most importantly,i dnt need an appointment 2 c her.So,in a nutshell,i have the Best Psychiatrist in the world.Well,a personal one!

An engineer by profession,shes an angel by heart.If u happen to listen to her so called "Piece of Advice",u'l surely feel shes either a counsellor or sum psychiatrist.But u know wat makes her so special,Shes a very good friend.

I met her in my junior college.Seemed quite a shant n sober girl.Well,dats wat she is.I hav never seen her get angry or ever heard  her utter a "Bad word" for anyone,not even da enemies.Yeah,she duz hav sum.Of course,as a result of her friendly nature,she was tagged the "Friend Snatcher".lol

Anyways,shes quite an open-hearted girl n lives on her own principles.Well,shes quite a Saint.If ur around her,She wouldnt let u use "bad words" not even F**k!Oops! Sorry..............

4me.shes an angel.my angel.Cuz no matter wat,she's been der by my side.2 understand me.Make me understand.N offer her advice.But,wat makes me love her is she still is by my side even after me turnin into a devil.UR my Sister,da one i neva had n always needed................

ThnX 4 being der Gal.I love ya.......... ;)

Itz a Love Story,Baby juz say "Yes"........

They were high school sweethearts......

They used 2 do each others homework,eat each others lunch,draw paintings for each other,draw funny sketches of each other,ride bicycles together,solve complicated math problems,read poems n stories 2 each other........

They were complete in each other's lives.....n they had never thought of their "friendship" like others had.When they passed out high school,they were tagged "the  cutest couple of high school"..........which they were not!

Well,they were not in love,or if they were,they didn't know it..... But life changes after high school! Well,she had 2 shift her house to sum place else cuz of sum family reasons.....

Lets make it short-they fell outa contact n got busy in their lives....His-was a new gal every week n Hers-a new problem! She had sum story 2 do as a favor to a geek frend,for which she went 2 sum library.......where she found him. After 5 long years,not studying! Dhruv never went 2 da library. Well,He was there cuz as per him it was one of the most secluded places n hence ideal for uninterrupted make-outs!

Naina-was kind of a geek.A very simple n ordinary girl with out of the world thinking! which then,only Dhruv cud understand.His mouth fell open n he yelled "Chashmish"-sumthing he used 2 call her very often.

Anyways,Naina was quite a beauty which she did not believe in sporting like other girls.She was quite practical n peace loving gal.When she was in her high school,her father passed away.Dhruv had been a great support then.He had always been there-no matter what. There were guys in the school who had laid evil eyes on Naina-which she definitely did not acknowledge,But Dhruv did.After dropping her home He went back to the hangout area of the bad boys.Next day,Nitesh had a leg plastered.When she asked Dhruv what happened,He replied he got hit by a truck.

When she had moved out,initially she missed Dhruv terribly.In the first few weeks,she wrote him letters n emails which he replied 2 way too late.She eventually understood that she was no longer a part of his life n stopped all contacts.Dhruv,on the other hand,missed Naina even more,n did not know what 2 do….So,as suggested by other guys,he tried 2 replace her with some other girl,n from then on,moved from one girl to another…..but found none.

Cuming back 2 the library,after seeing Naina,he forgot that he was there with sum other gal 4 sum other purposes…..He ran to Naina who hardly believed her eyes.They went out for coffee n filled in each other with the 5 year news….but never mentioned how different life was without each other.

They were finally happy 2 hav found each other.They were 2 people who could tell each other anything.N had the capability 2 laugh over it even weeks later.While Naina had found her reason 2 laugh carelessly again there was a chaos among Dhruv’s college girls-Where is Dhruv? N whom is he dating this week? Well,4 now it had bcum weeks……

They went outings on weekends,went movies,had lunch together almost everyday.Dhruv had quite a traditional bike which refused 2 run for more than a week without servicing,many a times cried 2 get started…..But Dhruv n Naina still managed on that.No matter how long it took Dhruv to start his bike,Naina always waited patiently by his side.Many a times they even pedaled it over a mile…....

While they grew closer again,they found some magic going on around them.Naina had figured it.It wasn’t so difficult after all,She had known Dhruv since childhood.She wasn’t ready 2 accept it.Or was scared maybe,cuz wasn’t sure if she actually saw love in his eyes or was just a reflection of her own…..

Well,4 her,she very well knew she had fallen in love with Dhruv,she always was,its now that she knew it was love.N 4 Dhruv,he was still unsure what that weird feeling was,what that special joy of being with Naina n making her laugh n watching her laugh was…….

It was his birthday the next day n he already got a new bike as a present-a bike right out of his dreams.In his joy of getting a new bike he went out partying forgetting his cell phone in the dresser.He was quite a party animal.He had gone out of town to treat his friends n forgot everything about Naina while boozing.He reachd home by midnight.Was too tired to see his cell phone.It was still buzzing with birthday messages even at the last hour.He didn’t bother picking it up.Near his mirror he saw a small envelope with a ribbon.He knew it wasn’t sum1 4m his family.He went upto it n picked it up.There was no name on it but he knew who it could be from……

He gently opened it up to find a very old photograph of him n Naina riding his new bicycle.N juz like dat,all his tiredness vanished.And the next moment he was on his bike at a blaring speed on the way to Naina’s house.

In her room,Naina watched the full moon from her window n its excellent moonlight lighting up her room n wondered where n how Dhruv would be.There was no use trying his cell.She had been doing that since the past 24 hrs.With nothing else to do,she juz cursed Dhruv under her breath n went back to her bed to try to sleep.

Then,suddenly she heard sumthing drop on her floor.It was a pebble.It was definitely not raining stones.She went to the window to check.N found Dhruv there-on his bike calling her.Without giving a second thought she ran downstairs in her pyjamas n went up to him  n hugged him.He took her on his new bike for a ride.

For her,it was perfect then,the man of her dreams had juz cum out of them,on his dashing new bike to sneak her out in perfect moonlight for a long ride.Dhruv knew Naina luvd beaches.N dats exactly where they reached.It was very difficult for Naina now to decide if it was a dream or he was actually there.But then,it didn’t matter.If it were a dream-it was the most beautiful dream of her life n  if it was real…………..

They both sat on the beach.The silent music of the waves.The perfect moon n its reflection in water,the calm sand n the cool breeze.She didn’t know what to say.She wanted to ask Dhruv to pinch her to check if she’s awake.Then she thought the better of it.She let her mind go with the flow…..When suddenly,Dhruv held her hand ,drew her closer,bent down near her lips,gently kissed her,n whispered in her ears “I love you Naina.I always did.It juz took me dis much time to realize.”

This time she kissed him.For a moment too long till slowly warm tears flew down their cheeks……

                                                <3           <3           <3

Monsoon Memories.............

Well,i have been much of a rain-watcher than a rain-dancer.....
Dunno y but i find sum special pleasure or joy in watching the  rain........dunno if its the droplets dashing against the window or the sound of pouring raindrops.......or the occasional thunder.......
Whatever it is,i juz luv the rains.
I can spend hours watching it rain,listening to music(even the romantic ones) n maybe thinking and dreaming....

Goin back to the beautiful moments spent in the rain......

4me,Monsoon is another name of "Season for being Happy"...........
No matter what the tension or pain is,Rain always brings a smile,well,quite a broad one to my face....n makes me  wanna sing n dance n juz b happy :)
Its such a cheerful n happy season that every living thing on earth seems 2b happy n enjoying! How can people be such complaining about rains???

Anyways,i m such a rain freak that i always on purpose,forget to carry an umbrella while leaving home.
I remember when it was 26th july,what year,i dnt remember........it rained quite heavily in mumbai n the city was flooded within hours of rainfall.I was in my tenth class n had left from school when it was raining.I stayed at walking distance 4m the school so went home nicely enjoying the rains.When i reached home,i found out that every book inside my bag was spoiled n mum had to iron them all......Yeah! i of course got quite a sound advice about it though...but who cares yaar.................
I can walk hours in the rain talking,singing or simply on my own,thinking n dreaming........
On that note,
I wana tell Monsoons......
"The rain freak misses you.U'd better b quick......." ;)

Pain-the most powerful feeling!

Pain-quite a familiar word.Happens to every1 ryt? N goes away as soon as you take a pain killer..........
But sumtyms it duznt.

Wat if the pain cums 4m within u?? U urself r da source..........Itz ur mind,or perhaps ur heart dat triggers the pain,n it refuses to go away without sacrificing sum tears........
N all u can do is hate urself..........or hate him.

They say time heals......maybe it does or maybe not.U juz get used to the pain.
Ever thought how difficult it is to forget a face u had memorized,hate the smile u loved,not hear the voice dat comforted you,or remember the smell that intoxicated you............
N worst of all pain cumz when he has no idea what u went through,what u felt like,or how much u loved him.....

It pains 2 c da 1 u loved walk past u without sparing u a glance......dat image can haunt u 4 weeks....
Wen he throws u out of his life like u dont exist, but he does exist4u even if u deny it..........
All u can do is try 2 pull urself out of it......

Wat do u do wen the pain refuses 2 fade n tears refuse to fall??
Can any1 get me a painkiller 4 this pain?
Or is it that only he can take his venom back???

My Experiments with LOVE!!

Ahh..........Love,such a common word.Sumtyms it seems dat Love makes the world go round.Duz it? I dnt know.But it has surely made me go round round and round........
I first fell in love when i was 16.Oops! sorry No,i think i was 9.Well it duznt matter.Not anymore.

Well,In India,we have quite a different perception of love.Here,Love is the most important thing on Earth.And most of the times,its an alibi for most of the crimes.Here, "I Love Her/Him" is the end of the bargain.
So growing up in India,seeing people in love around,i always wondered "what would it be like to fall in love?"
Is love really dat powerful dat ppl wud giv up der lives,homes,leave der families and do things completely irrational!

Well,so i was in school n der was dis guy whom i kinda liked.Dat tym der was this philosophy: if u like a guy,ur in love wid him. I was not so sure.But i bought wat ma classmates said.I went ahead n told him dat i was in love wid him.He told me i was not the perfect galfrend material.Well,not directly,though! Sumtym later he found sum perfect galfrend n did sum perfect thing with her that led me 2 break up wid him.

Anyways,der was dis other guy then......i was 17.Ohh he had beautiful eyes.I was sure i was in love wid him da moment i saw him.So i grew frends wid him.Good frends rather.Then i discovered,dat he was a player.But as we all say,Love is Blind. n so was I. I still did love him then.I was kind of a seedha bachha then.N i used 2 think dat i was sumthing different to him,sumthing special.Wat a fool i was.

N da biggest mistake of ma life.I never told him dat i was mad abt him.I waited.4 years.N den finally wen ppl poked me,i decided i'd end this waiting n suffering once and for all.So i calld him up n told him.He was such a sweet heart.After 4 years of faithful frendship He boldly said it 2 ma face dat he had no feelings for me,watsoever! n  told me 2 4get dat i loved him n stay frens so dat i cud still write his journals n finish his assignments.WTF!

Dat day da dumb lover inside me opened her eyes n saw through.N next tym wen i closed dem was wen i kissed Him..................
After so many downfalls in the field of Love,i had a distinction! I finally found myself in love with a guy who loved me as well.N dats wen i understood wat love is.
Love is indeed a beautiful feeling,where everything in da world seems perfect just with dat 1 person.Love is wen u dnt hav 2 speak,he can simply understand ur silence.When his shoulder is da best place 2 sleep n his arms da best comfort. *-*

4m stressed 2 desserts...............

Ha!
Wat do u do 1 evening b4 da xam?? Splly wen u hav not studied much?
Get Stressed?? Well,dats obvious!

Even i used 2 do da same thing..........Get Stressed,Frustrated.Try 2 study.Won't b able 2 concentrate.Scream.Yell.Throws books around.Cum back in 5 mins n den again try 2 study.
N dis trauma continues till u enter da examination cell;and at tyms,even after dat.
UR so stressed dat u seem 2 4get things u studied write shit juz to fill up da answer sheet,n rush out of the xam cell..........n den,well repent maybe.
But gettin stressed is never da cause of repentance.
Watever,lets cum 2 da point.

How many of us wud actually do such a crazy thing as write a blog an evening b4 da xam? Dat 2 a blog dats not at all relevant to the subject.
Its a rhetorical question.Dnt answer!
Trust me guys,ders no use stressing.
Jitna aata hai,utna kaafi hai!
B cool n confident with watever u know.N study.Not 2 finish da syllabus.But 2 gain more knowledge.Know more things.Or atleast look at it dat way.Things r gona get easier.

Dnt stress.Stay Calm.
Yeah! It took me sum time 2 understand this n convince myself dat there actually is no point fidgeting....
B Cool.Trust URself.Chilll.......................
                                                          Good Luck 4 ExaMz!!!

The Judgement Day!

At dis moment,standing on the verge of apoclypse........n taking the pressure of completing the chapter..........
I wish the world truly ends........cuz i know my chapter wont.
N i wud do anything,anything challenging but study.
I cud hav a beer n go cliff-diving or race a bike in the tunnel of death;or get drunk,find a sexy dude n make out with him..........

How much cud da pressure of finishing a chapter account???
Well i dnt know the answer.............Its ma preparation leave n i came across this chapter for the first tym in ma semester n found out that it really is an important chapter n discovered dat i hav no clue abt it watsoever.
N i dnt even remember the prof taking any lectures on it or even describing it...........

Of course,its my fault!
I think i m losing wats left of ma mynd in the 21st century breakdown.

If it were really the judgement m ready to answer any questions,except the ones from my syllabus........ :( :D

Just a Guy!!

Dis is abt a guy i know............

          Among so many guys roaming around wid no aim in their lives,wasting their time behind gals,watchin porn,bulk txting etc.....dis guy seems to stand out from the crowd.
I met him in ma junior college.He seemed 2 me quite a loner.He was kinda easy going and sweet.I never got to know him so well and never anything beyond his name.
          I got in touch wid him again on facebook;wen we were in our respective engineering colleges.I never took much interest in his life.But der was 1 thing about dis boy dat made me like him n sumhow pay attention to him-He never forgot ma birthday.
        No matter if I'd not been in touch wid him throughout da year,he'd still call on ma bday.I started 2 respond then;Started little communication;And now,know him(Well,hopefully!!)
      Well,ders 1 more interesting thing abt him-He duznt lie.He's quite truthful.I remember him writing "m crazy about truth" in ma slam n used 2 wonder-how or why?
But now,i know.By being truthful he means being true 2 urself n being ur trueself in fronta every1 else.
He is a man of principles n i look up2 him 4 dat.He has a golden heart! Yeah sounds quite exaggerated,but dats wat i feel abt him.He's very sensitive n quite emotional n u can c dat in his eyes. I juz luv lukin in2 his eyes n stare at his face wen he is talking.N always while i m marvelling at da beauty of how his eyes mean wat he is speaking or seem to see wat he is narrating,i loose track of wat he actually is saying!!!
              Da saying dat u can see sum1's soul thru der eyes seems 2b fallin true 4 him.N if ur reading dis,wat i expect outa U is pls dont change urself or loose hope.Ur Wonderful da way U R!!

Theory Of Negativity!!

"A single massive negative charge has the potential to attract minute negative charges around it by a force greater than the repulsive forces between the charges.The magnitude of the potential energy contained in these charges tends to be equal to the gravitational pull contained at the singular point of a black hole."

Well,kuch samjha???

I dnt think so.......Jab logo ko Einstein ki Theory of Relativity nai samji to meri non-existant Theory of Negativity kya samjegi.....

But sumhow the theory seems to be working perfectly in ma life.If theres even a single big negative event in the day,my negative mind seems to remind and recollect all the negative things that happened even years before and at such times even runnin late or having a headache becomes sumthin negative.......
And all dez negative thots seem to hav so much energy dat dey seem to be never-ending and seem to take u to a point of no-return like falling in a black hole!!
N it takes real positive energy to bring u back to life!!!

King of Weird things....

I was never da kinda girl who'd follow da latest trend or b a fashion freak. In fact,i was sumthing dat put Fashion to shame!!
I was a complete disaster at dressing up.I never cared abt wat i'll look lyk,n always wore wat was comfortable.Likewise i never mingled up wid da most important ppl so dat i cud please em n get easy notes n news.I never was n will never b a "chammach" for anyone!

Dats my total loss at pleasing ppl! I was again a complete loser at tryin to please ppl,even ma parents.
Wen i thot dat i fell in luv,i did everything in ma power to impress da guy,but as we all know,A beautiful face is always more influential dan a beautiful Heart! I was never successful at pleasin him da way doz very beautiful n charming gals did.Eventually,i found out his true side n gave up..........

But as it is known, U jus cant stay out of love........So,i did it again.Oops!!

But watever,i in ma school days,hung out wid da nasty gundas n blacklisted guys more dan i did wid da class monitor(who happened to b da topper as well)! Well,watever,dats da way i was!
I was so crazy.....dat if der was anything weird n stupid,it was definitely cumin 4m me..........n if der was anything sensible,it was definitely NOT cumin 4m me.!!!!

N dats wat i m 2day! Absolutely CRAZY! I still tend to do anything dats completely insensible n has no logical reasoning at all!!
But dats me-King of Weird Things!!!

Dats all 4 now.
C ya punks!