Thursday, 25 August 2016

New story on wattpad

I think you'd like this story: "Lorexia" by null on Wattpad http://my.w.tt/UiNb/1KY12o6W7v

Sunday, 17 July 2016

Putting defences up

Last year late-September she realized that she likes the guy she allegedly hated. Turns out she never had any kind of negative feelings for him. They were neighbours, so she had the perfect chance to talk to him...actually they never spoke, though they were neighbours for 7-8 years.
Nope she wasn't an introvert, she loved talking to people making new friends, acting crazy and being a drama queen. Yet whenever he was around she became nervous, it felt as if she has run out of breathe and her acts seemed like a cry for help. She was in love with the most amazing boy she has ever met. It took her 3 years to know why she acted like that when he was around. She wanted to speak to him, because she didn't want to waste time like she had done in the past. She laughed and told her best friend, "it's just something that happens to people in love." Her best friend was excited for her, once the best friend knew everything about him, the girl was encouraged to talk to him. She was supposed to start by being friends...
There were certain things that she never saw, and when people told her about it, she denied it. There were numerous times her friends told he was looking at her...maybe he had interest in her too, yet she always said it’s nonsense...no one can possibly love a klutz like her. He wasn't looking at her, he must looking at someone or something else. Was she stupid to think that? It's up to you to decide.
Getting back to the plan, she had said yes but she knew she can't talk to him. She asks others to be brave, when she herself isn't. She sometimes did consciously avoid him, and didn't speak in front of him...that reminds me has he ever heard her voice...? As time came near to day of her finally speaking to him she came up with new excuses, like it was kind of fixed that she will be leaving town or maybe even the country after three years, so she said it’s impossible to be his really close friend then, and being the love interest...it's something they shouldn’t even consider. And he won't follow her to where ever she goes. So no, she should give up her hopeless dream.
It isn't her fault. She has been pulled out of the land of fairy tales too early. She knows he reminds her of the guy she first fell for, and that resemblance makes her push him and her feelings away from her. She is unconsciously believing he might be like the first guy, yet she is trying hard not to believe. All the things that she is doing...all this not letting her heart win, it’s just her defences against love. Her defence system is really strong, and hasn't yet learned the way to bring it down.
In the future we might see her with the guy...or her defence having been able to get rid of the feeling called love...well ti

Putting defences up

Last year late-September she realized that she likes the guy she allegedly hated. Turns out she never had any kind of negative feelings for him. They were neighbours, so she had the perfect chance to talk to him...actually they never spoke, though they were neighbours for 7-8 years.
Nope she wasn't an introvert, she loved talking to people making new friends, acting crazy and being a drama queen. Yet whenever he was around she became nervous, it felt as if she has run out of breathe and her acts seemed like a cry for help. She was in love with the most amazing boy she has ever met. It took her 3 years to know why she acted like that when he was around. She wanted to speak to him, because she didn't want to waste time like she had done in the past. She laughed and told her best friend, "it's just something that happens to people in love." Her best friend was excited for her, once the best friend knew everything about him, the girl was encouraged to talk to him. She was supposed to start by being friends...
There were certain things that she never saw, and when people told her about it, she denied it. There were numerous times her friends told he was looking at her...maybe he had interest in her too, yet she always said it’s nonsense...no one can possibly love a klutz like her. He wasn't looking at her, he must looking at someone or something else. Was she stupid to think that? It's up to you to decide.
Getting back to the plan, she had said yes but she knew she can't talk to him. She asks others to be brave, when she herself isn't. She sometimes did consciously avoid him, and didn't speak in front of him...that reminds me has he ever heard her voice...? As time came near to day of her finally speaking to him she came up with new excuses, like it was kind of fixed that she will be leaving town or maybe even the country after three years, so she said it’s impossible to be his really close friend then, and being the love interest...it's something they shouldn’t even consider. And he won't follow her to where ever she goes. So no, she should give up her hopeless dream.
It isn't her fault. She has been pulled out of the land of fairy tales too early. She knows he reminds her of the guy she first fell for, and that resemblance makes her push him and her feelings away from her. She is unconsciously believing he might be like the first guy, yet she is trying hard not to believe. All the things that she is doing...all this not letting her heart win, it’s just her defences against love. Her defence system is really strong, and hasn't yet learned the way to bring it down.
In the future we might see her with the guy...or her defence having been able to get rid of the feeling called love...well ti

Sunday, 10 July 2016

Haircuts

I vividly remember all the times I went for a haircut in the past. Everytime I came out of the salon crying with a candy in one hand and boy cut or mushroom cut hair. Yes for most of my life I've had hair that didn't go past my ears. That made me mourn for my precious hair.
Everytime I went for a haircut my mother told me that the people would just trim my hair and won't make it short. Yet everytime my worst nightmare came true, I looked at the apron and the floor, I could see the remains of my hair. I would always start crying while my hair was getting chopped off, I would cringe as I felt the sharp scissor touch my neck or my ear. I was really afraid of haircuts. I don't remember the number of times I cried and yelled not to cut my hair, as I have always been in love with my hair. Another silly reason was I believed people used to think I'm a boy because I have short hair (to be honest in past it happened numerous times) and this made me angry. As I grew up, it was 9th grade, time for my next haircut. I was strictly against cutting my hair short as the girls in school used to make fun of me because of it. However I ended up getting a mushroom cut and crying like a baby. Next day I did get made fun of, that very day someone told me not to let others come in my way, or let them play with my feelings and everyone has their own style.
For 3 years I didn't let anyone cut my hair, well I did trim of course. Over these years my hair grew real long, picture hair that flows till your hips. I saw how those people who made fun of my haircut wonder how did my hair grew so long and people told me how beautiful my hair was. Well it is something that my family told me the time I cried the most before a haircut, "Now if you keep your hair short, when you grow up you will have long and beautiful hair." They were right, I had hair which boosted me with pride. At the end it's me who is laughing, well but I'm not making fun of anyone. That's the difference between me and them.
10th July 2016, after 4 years I got my haircut and this time I'm happy with it. Yes my hair is a bit short now, but not as much as I used to do...it's till my waist. I'm loving my haircut, which compliments all the qualities of my hair. Today I understand what it's like to have a style of mine.

Sunday, 6 March 2016

Candle

                                     (well this is a poem i want to dedicate to someone)

Candle


Like a candle I was, lighting my dark world all alone
Happily flickered when like a wind you came into my world
little did I realize you would steal my happiness
You blew my light, my hope away, I was stranded all alone in the dark world
I couldn't scream, cause no one was around
they came into my life, like brightly glowing candles and surrounded me
they lent me their light, I am no more alone
They helped me light up the world brighter than before
I do wish you come back
And see the beauty of a few yet dazzling candles in my world.

Darling can you see the happiness in my life?
It is all thanks to you,
sarcasm? No, I'm being honest with you
If you hadn't left me alone,
I wouldn't have found that there are people who love me
and they would do anything for me.
Tell me now, aren't candles a magnificent thing?
They can easily be put off, 
but others would light them up, as candles are pretty
together they are wonderful.

Like a candle I am, shining with other candles in world full of light
I don't care if you come or not,
Stand afar, and see how I gleam in my new world
don't come near, you'll burn yourself
Hope to see you being envious of the world you created for me.

***

Saturday, 9 January 2016

I fell in love...

I'm posting after a long time. With this post I mark a new beginning! YAY! This is because I have finally been able to get my mind fixed on what i want. I'll write about that in some other post, but now lemme write on the topic i want to. Well actually this is a topic I've previously discussed, but this time I'll speak for the topic.So, people when they speak of love they normally think love as in the feeling which makes you like your significant another. Yet, hello? Love doesn't only mean love between lovers or spouses. If you ask me, I have another version of love going on inside of my head. Let me tell you the meaning of love, through my eyes.
Love? Well I have fallen in love 5, no uncountable times. I did fall for that guy who was oh-so-perfect!, but I didn't stop there. No, I didn't fall for that guy, who is every girls' dream. I fell in love with the woman who gave me birth, and will care for me till the end of the time, yes my mother. I love that man, my dad, who gave me the title of princess. I fell for the dadu who got angry each time i got scolded, i even fell for those grandparents i never met. I fell for all the relatives, who spoiled me, loved me like anything. I fell for that crazy bitch, I call my best friend, who saved me form a miserable life and played the most significant role in my life. I fell for all those friends, who knew what i want and why, even when I remained silent. I fell for all those memories of my childhood. I fell for my nephews and nieces, who kept the child inside me alive. I am in love with that unknown girl who aided that poor little street dog's wound, or that person who gave the homeless some help. I love that stranger who gave his money to the orphanage or the old-age home. I love the soldiers at every corner, who know about the horrors of war yet are ready to fight for their country's safety. I fell in love with people of my country every time they made me proud to be an Indian. I fell in love with everyone, who have done selfless acts. I also fell in love with some material goods, which obviously remind me of the ones or things I love.
 I did fall in love numerous times, and I'll continue to cause you don't need your romantic partner to fall in love. If you open your eyes and look around you'll find numerous things to fall in love with. 

Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Go Casual!

Beach outfits


Love?

I don't know why some people still leave in the old times. A neighbor of mine started to give me lecture about love. And it was soo irritating. She said that I won't understand love as I'm still a kid (seriously? Hello I'm turning 18). According to her love should be like that of husband and wives, meaning that kinda trust and love and you know that typical Indian type husband-wive! She thinks young and free kind of love is childish, but i disagree. I am young, and i should be enjoying my youth rather than finding the person i would like to call my husband. Life is small, yet there are a lot of thinks to discover. I am not anti-love yet i would be happier what make ME happy, travel the world, dress up to impress myself and enjoy my life. As my sister said she doesn't want to waste her life on finding the right one, but obviously she is ready for flings, infatuation, crush. And i do agree with her. Some people come in a relation and name it love, tbh, love doesn't happen so frequently. and even if love happens there are three types of love great love, real love and true love.
I'm still not sure what kinda love i want i my life.
**Like any great love
It keeps you guessing
Like any real love
It’s ever changing
Like any true love
It drives you crazy**

PEOPLE LIKE ME.

Sisters are not only connected to by blood but sometimes love. You're sister maybe your own, or cousin, or best friends. I remember i used to say to my mother that i don't need a sister, but now when i have grown up, i have so many sisters. Well we aren't related by blood, they all are my friends. They are the ones i can't live without. Two of my sisters aren't of religion, but i don't care. This doesn't create a barrier between us. Cause when you make someone you're sister, you promise to be by her side no matter what, give her shoulder to cry on, give her a reason to keep smiling, teasing her, keeping each others secrets safe and loving her more than anything. I don't prefer to call them my "so-called sister", but my "dear sis". My sisters are all a crazy bunch of people without whom, i may have been really miserable. They are not any less than angels, they have always been by my side through various phases of my life. They have also asked for my help, and shared their darkest secrets with me. It's funny how, a stranger first becomes you're friend and turns out to be a sister, who is gonna be with you forever. But that's the good side of sisters, like any other blood related sister our sisters by choice are also teasing us. They know you're secrets, which no one else knows so they are always teasing you. They are a friendly threat to you're secrets. They want something, "To this or else i'll that secret to everyone." You've got a new crush, they are teasing you, if he has liked you're pic or status and the ohhs and ahhs if he smiles at you. Well they even take the role of you're parents, the will be angry on you scold you if you are going on the wrong track. they will become Hitlers if you are going bad. Yet they won't leave a chance to pamper you and spoil you with things you love. So hey, sisters, be it own, cousin or so-so-called they are an essential part of you're life (for me they are). They have helped to get through harsh and awesome stages of my life. Love you my sisters.
** This one's dedicated all my sisters. My sisters from other misters. :* <3**

WHO RUN THE WORLD

Why am i missing you so much? I shouldn't miss you right? I mean like i know you are not returning back ever, and even if you come here for a lil visit, why would meet me? You are 11:30 hours behind where i live. I know tomorrow you won't be here, with me. But why is my eyes searching for you, why does my ears want to hear your voice; when you have rejected all we had. I'm tired to leaving in false hope, i shouldn't hope for you to return. Cause if you do, I'll see my heart break one more time. Well but, this time it wont pain or sound won't come. You see cause when one's heart breaks like 2 to 3 times nothing happens any longer to it. And you have alone broke my heart 4 times, and that's enough for me...Or maybe not. Whatever it might be, i always wish to meet you at least once. Just to say these words, "I still do love you, but thanks for you I've realized how much my friends care for me. You were right I don't deserve you're love, I deserve much better. Yet I would love to love you forever." 
However, sometimes I feel like cursing you and killing you. My friends join me too. as I said before i have changed. I'm no longer that delicate darling, i'm a different girl now. Anyone can understand from how i behave. TBH, if i meet you i'll put one finger in the air. And that's the end. I don't wanna talk any further. Maybe I'll just be a tad rude, play with you're mind, but that's what i'll love to do. To keep you second guessing, who i am. And if you come to say hi, well don't expect me to be like "ohhh, hey! I missed, can we be friends. Please!" NO! THAT'S NEVER GONNA HAPPEN! 
I maybe sounding complicated, but honestly I am complicated. My mood can change whenever possible. I can love someone, the very next moment hate that person. I love food, and chocolates (specially on those days!). Yes, this is what girls do, and we are happy to accept it. Trust the best thing, you can blame this numerous mood swings on the female hormones, and you have to agree girls though you hate it, you can't live without it. Hardcore feminist speaking the next lines.
**Some of them men think they freak this like we do
But no they don't
Make your cheques come at they neck,
Disrespect us no they won't**

AFTER 5 YEARS

It had been 5 years. Me and my best friend had planned this 5 years ago, but due to many reason's we couldn't make it happen. We had planned it when every girl was obsessed with Hannah Montana, so were we. Both us could find the story to be just us. We used to sing songs, write songs. That was the best time of my life. We even bought Hannah Montana merchandises, it was then when we planned for a Miley-Lily kind of a day together. Unluckily the next year, we grew apart. For no reason, both us were angry on each other. Still, i missed her like hell. She was the only one to whom i could tell all my secrets. It wasn't easy for me to be apart from her. I only know how much i had to battle with my emotions. But if love is great, you reunite. The next year, we both confessed that we missed each other. We talked how much our life has changed. Only to realize,  we did change, but we both still shared the same interests. The next 2 years she always had been, by my side. From, understanding how i felt when my heart was broken to all the reasons behind my acts. She can understand me well, we both are not sisters by blood, yet our bond is as strong as blood sister's. Unlike others, she understands that i still love my "first love", and she is also almost same kind of a situation. We help each other, in any possible way. Anyways at 1 am via whatsapp we decided for day together. When she came we talked a lot, about how we had planned this day 5 years ago. We did everything we planned, plus extra things. As we saw Definitely, Maybe we crushed on    Ryan Reynolds. We called each other Queen Susan and Queen Lucy, (our narnia stage!), just then we realized our celebrity crushes are growing up so fast. She yelled at me, cause i was being formal just then i yelled "idiot!". And ended up laughing. KFC? Subway? or Dominos? we re confused where to eat. so we started counting "10.20.30...100" In short it was indeed a Miley-Lily day. Sometimes, you don't need that special one, to make you realize that you are love, Cause for that you're friends are enough. No one understands me better than a group of amazing psych people, who i call my friends. This is what friends are for, to stay with you no matter what. 
                                            **Thank goodness for best friends. For true friends, the ones who love you no matter what**