Long Distance Relationship?? Girls Beware!!

As the world is closing in,we are reaching out for better opportunities.In such a stage it might be a little tricky to maintain relationships,handle work pressure,find personal space all at the same time.It is okay to be in a Long Distance Relationship(LDR) with someone you already know since a long time.However,engaging in a LDR with someone you've just met could be fatal.

Here's why:

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  More the Distance,Greater the Temptation:Believe it or not,LDR has its own charm.When you know you're not going to see the person any time soon,you might end up thinking about him more frequently than you wished to.You might find yourself dreaming about him and planning in your head the sweet reunion.
• All Talk,No Play,Might just Ruin Your Day:Since it's a long distance relationship,the most you guys can do is talk talk and talk.You guys might discuss what you did all day and other casual stuff,but the conversation might always turn to how much you miss each other and when the distance will end.This charm could keep you occupied and your other activities may suffer.Beware!
• Love v/s Lust: The Big day-when you guys finally meet! Since you guys have already spent a lot of time talking,you might not wanna do it any more.You may look ahead to spending quality time together.You might be really lucky if majority of that quality time is not in the bed!(If you know what I mean) Again,make sure that you actually agree to and are comfortable doing what you're doing.Don't just let him have his way in the name of He being away!
• Test:Every relationship has to pass the test of trust.Make sure even your's does.Test him for his loyalty and integrity before you take a big step and bless him with your trust.

All this advice,just so that innocent little girls don't fall prey to some playboy whose just wanted to have fun when he's in your city and get done with it.Easy sex and sex in the name of a relationship and trust are two different things.While you are in a LDR with someone who you do not know thoroughly,you might get played over or cheated.Make sure the guy is worth the wait........

Take Care Girls! :*

For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction

Hey guys!

I understand you've been facing difficulties understanding women.......I believe I might have a simple and easy solution to the problem.The key is : Stop considering women as goods or a part of your property.Digest the fact that women are also human beings,just like you are.They also have feelings,emotions,needs just like you.They also get angry,frustrated and desperate like you.But they somehow have more control over themselves,unlike you!

Never mind that.You know,women,especially me,have learnt great things from men.One such theory proposed by one of my favourite men is the "Third Law of Motion" given by Sir Isaac Newton.Not only does this theory hold good in physical applications,it can also be successfully applied in our day to-day life.For those of you who are too busy eve-teasing and harassing women and never got the time or opportunity to come across this law,let me state it out for you.

For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.

So,considering this law and applying it in our practical day-to-day experiences,we might have the solutions to majority of our problems.Like,for example,many women complain of being groped and harassed by men in public.Applying Newton's law in this scenario,I would like to remind my male counterparts that they possess a sack of utmost important substance(which is the very foundation of their manhood) outside their body.Studies reveal that this sack,scientifically called the "Scrotum" is highly susceptible and exposed.If they are treated roughly,there could be production of a considerable amount of pain.The magnitude of this pain is calculated as roughly equal to the pain involved during childbirth.(Wow! Nature has got such perfect balance!) Now if men seem to enjoy groping at women's private   parts in public,there could be women who would be a sport and participate in the act of groping as well.Guys,imagine how much fun it would be to get hit by female fists and palms in your scrotum or even getting kicked! All this happens by mere accident of course!

Now,also there have been cases of men stalking women and in some cases throwing acid on their faces.Applying Great Sir Isaac Newton's law in this case,let me remind that women are not the only creatures born with a face.Men are blessed with a face too! And a bottle of acid is easily available at any general store.Why only acid? There are other very dangerous chemicals available in the kitchen.You never know when a crazy woman would use what!

Another problem that is creating a havoc is men raping women i.e forcefully having sex with women.Now,this is a little funny crime.Why I find this crime funny is cause I don't understand why there is a need for men to Force sex on someone. Now,sex is an act where both the participating parties derive equal amounts of pleasure out of it.Ever heard someone saying No to fun? So,as per my imagination,I believe that the person raping someone is pretty bad at doing it(sex) and maybe thats why no one would wanna share a bed with him,not even sex workers who get paid for having sex! So our poor little frustrated and dissatisfied rapist who is probably deserted by his own wife and girlfriend and even hookers(if he had any) turns his head to unknown women begging them in frustration to sleep with him.Poor chap!

Science has blessed our age with great marvels.The work that couldn't be done with huge machines can now be easily done with small devices.Wonderful na?? This could prove to be pretty dangerous to our beloved wife-beating-little-scumbags! Since small and snazzy is the new in,you never know when your good old mighty slaps and kicks could be replaced by something small and more powerful.Ever wondered how much damage could a little hairpin or safety-pin cause? Off late,every accessory worn by women can become a potential threat.........

Stranger on the Street..............part6

The coffee was perfect...........as always.The coffeemaker had learnt Vihaan and Mili,both's tastes.........

Three years.Three years that Mili had Vihaan had been friends now.They had explored every coffee shop and food joint in town! They were great foodies and more importantly great friends..........They enjoyed each others company and each passing day Vihaan thanked God for bringing Mili to his life.

If after Adina,there was someone who knew Vihaan,it was Mili.Perhaps,Mili knew Vihaan more than Adina! Mili had given a new meaning to Vihaan's life.And Vihaan was far more than grateful.In so many ways,Mili was special to him.She was his Angel..........the angel that Mili never found!

Mili was almost done with her law-school.It was her internship now.She also worked part time with a NGO,helping women and kids who needed it.She was satisfied with her life.It could not have gone any better.She had found a friend like Vihaan....He was unlike any other man she had ever met.He did deserve to be happy and find love......She would do anything in her power to find that man true love........

Vihaan was seeing a woman named Ciara.She was a wonderful and gorgeous woman.And to Vihaan's surprise,he was starting to fall in love with her,all thanks to Mili.She was definitely his Angel! Three years back when Mili had found him,he was broke and hopeless and probably the most depressed creature on the face of the Earth.It was some magic that Mili had worked on him that brought the life back into Vihaan.........Vihaan was so moved by Mili's life story and her spirit to live that he himself joined the charity campaigns and noble works that Mili participated in. Despite her own shattered life,Mili had such enthusiasm for a better life!In many ways,Mili reminded him of Adina.

If there was anything he could ever do for Mili,he'd do it without giving a second thought!It was Mili who taught him that there was more to life than just grieving for your past.If you're still alive,then LIVE! You won't be able to after you're DEAD! Of course,it took some effort for Mili to put this theory into Vihaan's head.But once it was in,it worked wonders on that fella ;)

It was Mili who showed Vihaan that Love was a beautiful feeling and that there was nothing to be scared of about Love. No matter how many heartbreaks you might have,each one teaches you something worthwhile and the next lover fixes the Heart! lol........Keep Loving till you  find the Perfect One! ;)

Stranger on the Street..............part5

It got real late tonight.Mili was rushing.The bus stand was crowded as always.The street was crowded.It was a Saturday Night.Her parlor was full with customers,street full with shoppers.Mili had to get home and work on her project.She had already started thinking about it.She had to mention a real-life example of 'Crime against Women'. That just triggered the memory of her colleague's incident.

Neena was 2 years older than Mili.She worked in the same parlor as her and almost as the same period of time.The only major difference between them was their relation with the customers.While,Mili kept it to only business,Neena was too innocent to recognize the cheats and bastards hidden in men! Neena had to work for her child and a drunkard husband,whom she had found from this very parlor and fallen in love with. The love between them was soon over and the beautiful words had turned into brawls,hugs with kicks,and kisses with cigerrate burns.............

Mili was too disturbed with Neena's story.She had almost started to hate men.When suddenly she saw this guy staring at her from across the street.It had now been a long time that this was going on.She,at once decided to go ask this mister what was      it that he wanted from her.Without giving a second thought,she crossed the street,walked up to him thinking that she was not going to take this anymore.

Vihaan couldn't believe his eyes.Mili was walking towards him.It might just be a dream or his imagination.But there was something about Mili's eyes that made him realize that it was not a dream.Her eyes were fire.Filled with passion 4 something.Mili walked straight up to Vihaan,caught him by the collar,and yelled

Hey Mister,who do you think you're staring at,ha? Keep your sharp eyes to yourself else I very well know how to pop them out.Get that?? Speak up you sissy.....Don't tryna act too innocent and all...........Thats how you pigs try to charm women and then once she's in,you show them what beasts you men really are!! Keep your filthy eyes off me and every other girl...........If I ever find you staring at me or any other woman,I swear on my dead parents that I'm going rip to off your eyes with my own nails.........Get that....you dumb Owl!!!

It was all way too fast for poor Vihaan to understand.30 years of his life and nobody ever talked to him like that.He had been a clean chit all his life and now he was standing across this crazy woman who was threatening him to rip off his eyes...What on Earth????

People gathered around them.Someone freed Vihaan of Mili's hold.More people got involved and they all tried to calm Mili down while Vihaan tried to prove himself innocent.After a few minutes of people's efforts,Mili came to her senses and realized that Vihaan actually was innocent. A couple of minutes later,Mili apologized to Vihaan and asked if he was interested in having a coffee with her-a peaceful one.....

Vihaan smiled and gently nodded..........

Stranger on the Street..............part4

Mili was frantically searching for some documents through her limited closet.She suddenly came across a file that threw her family photograph on her feet and her mind to her past...
It was her 10th birthday when the Polaroid was taken.She had the perfect birthday.She could still recall her day.That's  the day she was rendered orphan and homeless.That evening of her birthday she had asked that they all go out for a movie.It was her day and her Dad had agreed to it.They were driving to the theater hall at the outskirts of the town,where suddenly,out of nowhere a huge truck hit into their car.........Her parents died on the spot.She survived with a scar.The next day's newspapers were filled with her photographs with the caption 'The Lucky Survivor'.Only she knew how really Unlucky she had been to be the only survivor and having lost her family.Two days later,she was welcomed by an orphanage which then became her home.

She had barely adjusted herself and started to find a meaning to her life,when she got the news that she, along with some other kids were to be relocated to another orphanage as they could not house all of them together anymore.With the transport that took a steep turn,her life too took a huge turn,a very steep one!

Suddenly,it all became too much for Mili to digest.Her own past-that had been utterly merciless was pouncing  back on her through that one Polaroid.
Just as she was about to put the past back and go ahead with the future,an ugly scar on her leg caught her attention.Numerous people asked her about the scar and she always lied to them telling that she had fallen of a bike into the road-divider.Which,if any1 cared,was not true.The scar was a remain of another haunting chapter of her life.

While she was on her way to another orphanage,she had heard the driver of the transport talking something about her fetching a good price and her being a virgin.Before she could make sense of what the men were talking about,the men had knocked her unconscious.And when she woke up she found herself tied to a chair in a very dark room.She struggled and made an escape out of the window only to find an ugly looking man trying to stop her.She remembered the tactics her late father had taught her and managed to make an escape.The scar was a parting gift from the kidnapper,the price she paid for the escape.

The incident,in itself sent shivers down her spine and she thanked a gazillion times to a God that she doubted existed for removing her from that hell.Then she was 15.That was 3 years back.She escaped to Thailand,tried to find herself a job,but none came her way.She lived on the street for 2 months where she saw girls younger or her age get sold and molested and again thrown on the streets.She prayed day and night for some Angel to come and save her of the atrocities of the streets,but none came, until she ceased believing in them.

And one morning,a fat lady rude lady walked up to her and took her along.She offered her a job.It was not a very good job,but she promised to pay her handsomely and provide her with shelter and protection,the 2 things she desperately needed! She agreed to the job,being in no position to decline it.The lady ran a massage parlor,where she hired young beautiful girls to give massage to people who came.Her customers were a few regulars and others,tourists from different parts of the world.At first,Mili wanted to deny the offer and run away,but this was any day better than living on the streets.

Two years in the job and now Mili was comfortable.She became a special attraction out there.Not that Mili liked the job,but she was convinced that no other job would have paid her more.Finally,she had a future to look towards.Another year in this job and then,she'd be done.She'll practice as a lawyer,try and get justice to people and make a life!!! Somewhere,she lived with the hope of a better tomorrow!

Stranger on the Street..............part3

"Don't Go Adina! Don't Go!" Vihaan was crying over Adina's body. "Don't Leave me alone.I don't know how to live without you.Take me with you....." Vihaan was pleading unstoppably,but Adina was already gone.Gone for good.Gone to a place where she could rest,i peace,but without Vihaan,this time.

Vihaan woke up with a scream and he could feel himself sweating and shivering at the same time.It was 3 in the morning.And he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep for the next couple of nights.3 years that Adina was dead,but still Vihaan could not move on.Or maybe he didn't want to.He still dreamed of her.Many a times they were good dreams,dreams of his and Adina's past,where he would wake up n still feel the smell of her hair,or her tickle,the sound of her laughter,like flowing water,and majorly,her lying besides him......He would sigh and remember her saying "We could have spent so many wonderful years together,if you wouldn't have left,like this"

But,today,was no night of good dreams.He had been through this,number of times.Three years of sleeplessness and restlessness and still the ghosts of Adina's death continued to haunt Vihaan.It was like there was no way on earth,he could ever break this cycle.It was not that he hadn't tried.He changed his home,his country,his profession,but nothing seemed to work!
He shifted from India to Thailand,running away from past,and from numerous relatives advising him to remarry.He knew he couldn't.There could be no one else.And it would be wrong on his part to ruin someone else's life for he would always be searching Adina in her.

With Adina,Vihaan's life had been a fairy-tale.It was like Adina had found him and rescued him from his world of loneliness and taught him to live and smile only to leave him alone again,this time,much worse.With Adina gone,Vihaan's happiness had vanished.There was no hope,no laughter and no meaning to his life anymore.He was just dragging himself through his chores determined to be dead and return to Adina.

And Adina knew that Vihaan wouldn't be able to digest the news of her having blood cancer let alone the news that she had only few weeks left to live.Her cancer was diagnosed at the last stage where nothing could be done.And all she wished to do was to keep Vihaan happy till she could,cuz she knew what would happen when she's gone.

Stranger on the Street..............part2

Mili had loads of homework to do.Her schedule was getting busier every passing day.Her law school was sucking the life out of her.But this was everything she lived for.She had convinced her boss-a fat rude lady who had hired her 2 years ago-to let her go early for the day.With little drama,she let her go.

She was nodding her head to the music falling on her ears through her ipod.Suddenly her eyes bounced to the lights in the commercial building in front of her.They were the only lights lit on the entire floor.She thought to herself "The fella works hard n long it seems;like me!! " Just then she saw the lights go off.A couple of minutes later Vihaan was in front of her.The entire chaos of the busy street melted away when their eyes met and held.It might have been a fraction of second,but in that long unending fraction they searched,read and found the longing and pain that homed each one's eyes...

Mili's bus broke their eye contact and took Mili alongwith her.Vihaan's eyes again followed her as far they could and this time,to Vihaan's surprise,for the first time Mili looked back into those deep blue eyes that watched her from a  distance,till the street chaos came alive again...........
(to be continued)...........

Stranger on the Street..............part1

It was raining heavily.Despite of the heavy rains,Mili stood there waiting for her bus.It was already time and she knew the bus was running late.She could have hired a cab,that is,if she could afford one.She was debating with herself as to whether or not she should wait for the bus or start on foot.At any cost,she did not want to be late to the hostel fearing the gates would close and she would be forced to spend the rest of the night on the streets or return to her workplace,which she did not want.She calculated the risks and was about to take her first step when she saw the bus stop flooded with lights from the bus.

 The driver seemed to be in quite a hurry.Just as she was about to board the bus,she saw this guy staring at her from across the street.She was not new to the stares,but this stare was different.The bus honked loudly bringing back her attention to the bus and her life.She took a seat in the bus and the bus rode off at roaring speeds.

Vihaan's eyes followed her as far as they could.There was something about this girl-something about her eyes-that made Vihaan so restless,that all of a sudden he wanted to know everything about her and somehow unleash the mystery behind those eyes.Vihaan was not a very observant guy,he would hardly notice any girls.But there was something about this girl-her eyes-the pain in them-the loneliness-that his own eyes sensed immediately.

Mili put on her ipod to shake the image of the stranger on the street out of her head..............
(to be continued)

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