I don't want to be anything other then what I've been trying to be lately..

A big hello to all the followers who are reading this line in the post summary on their dashboards!

I've been neglecting my blog like crazy or maybe never found the right things to write! Every time I'd sit up staring at the blank screen and wondering what to write or rant about. A part of me blames twitter for being an immediate outlet for all the things I'd want to throw at the world. 

Guess it's true what they say about mad and tortured artists. I've walking around like a zombie. Design schools can get crazy and suck the life out of you..unless you realize that you life is the life you got after your social life got sucked away..*or something like that*

Honestly, I've started finding happiness in my sketches, paintings, classroom sessions, critiques , being sleepless but kicking off a project well, sleeping around in class etc. I feel a sense of independence here. My art defines me. It helps me be myself and it won't judge me. It helps me enter my own parallel universe. When I'm at work, nothing else matters. Not an ongoing fight with a friend, not a bad hair day, not a stupid comment someone passed, not a dick head friend..just nothing. It's like being drenched in rain and feeling every droplet that's hitting your face. Feels amazingly beautiful! And oh, I've been maintaining a mood book. Whatever mood I am in, whatever I feel, I sketch it out. It's a personal book full of contrasting sketches! Like my personal visual diary. I know I'll be looking at it a few years from now and giggling. 

And yes..friends! New friends. Tons of them! My house mates are from different states so it's like mini India! 

I've learned a lot about friendship in these four months that I've been away from home.

When I left Bombay, I had about thirty different people contacting me and wishing me luck with a promise of keeping in touch,always. Well guess what? DOESN'T HAPPEN. They miss you for a day or two and get busy with their own lives. But then there are a few, who bother to know what's happening every day. In spite of being far away, they help you through a lot of things. If my best friend is reading this, then a big thank you is all I have to say! :) .. Now about the friends I made here.. everyone understands how it is to be away, lose touch and move ahead! I'm making new friends every day! I love how people trust me. I feel happy when someone randomly comes and shares things, trusts me over it and ask for help! I've learned a lot about acceptance too. You have to learn to accept people for who they are! You gotta know that you have flaws too but that shouldn't be the reason for someone else to love you less. Apply that before hating or judging someone!

I'm madly in love with One Tree Hill! *NATHANSCOTTMAKESMEDROOOOOL*

(Hence the post title! It's OTH's title track!!)

OTH makes me feel weirdly connected to it. I feel for the characters and feel like I'm a part of their lives. I cry, laugh, sob, dance with them!! There are so many stories of failure, hope, heartbreaks, friendship..a every point of time there will be at least one character that you can relate to! Throughout. 

Recent addictions: Film making, Photography, Sketching, Oreo Milkshake, OTH.

PS. I miss home food.

PPS. Home in 14 days! Breakkk :D

OkayBye. HaveAGoodDayOrNight *whatever time of the day it is*

This new city.

So staying in a different city, all by yourself, living life on your own terms and living weekends..Sounds so fucking cool right? Well..it only sounds exciting till you really have to live that way. Maybe the thought of independence really does excite you. But it's short-lived when you're really living it.

So I'm living in a city, away from loved ones only because I have my dreams to fulfil. DREAMS.
And if you think that people who get to live this 'independent' life are way too lucky,then let me tell you this..

We do curl up inside our blankets and cry out of homesickness.
We do miss our mom's kisses and dad's hugs when we do really well.
We miss that best friend who used to live down the street and could be met conveniently at any given point of time.
We miss being pampered.
We miss that mother who rums behind us with a plate full of food because we're getting late and have no time for breakfast.
We miss waiting to spend our Sundays with our father.
Those heart to heart conversations with a brother who lived in the same building.
Going down aimlessly for a walk to kill boredom.
Leaving the milk glass on the dining table, clothes being washed by the washing machine, not getting up early because you have someone to get you breakfast as soon as you're up.
We miss being careless.
We miss our parents who did so much for us. We realize it now, all the love and all the lessons. It's not easy to wash your own clothes, manage your own meals, clean your own workspace and wardrobe, run a house.. None of it is easy. We all take life for granted because our parents do all the work for us..but when you have to do it on your own,it's only then that you realize how hard it is. You might not be facing the world now, but someday you will have to. You will have to get out of that comfortable shell of yours. For you, for your future and for many other reasons. Your social life might die. The friends who loved you so much would just be heard over the phone. That too sometimes only. Life won't be a cake walk, you will have to bake the cake. And if you bake it well, you can enjoy eating it for the rest of your life. But obviously, you have to earn the ingredients yourself!

On the positive side of it, you learn how to deal with people and manage your finances. You learn the value of money. You feel the essence of an individual life. But as of now, homesickness is all that I can feel. Although my dreams keep me going.. Maybe I will settle with time. And for the one's who are staying with their parents through degree college, you'll are really lucky! *envy*

Dream out loud!

Dreams.

They're such an important part of life.

They're that one thing in life that have no rules or limits attached to them.

Your dreams are free birds.

You can dream about everything and anything you want to.

They're ever-changing.

They give a deeper meaning to life.

A reason to exist and wait for tomorrow.

They give hope, strength and teach you to have faith.

No one can stop you from dreaming. No one at all!

They take you to your own world. They're your creation.

So you can dream big, you can dream small, you can dream..infinite!

You can be Angeline Jolie or the Carrie Bradshaw of your own life! Or you can feel like charlie's angel. You can be a painter, writer, scientist, musician and what not! If you can dream it, you can be it.

We all dream.

When I was a kid, I wanted to be superman.

Then I grew up a little and wanted to be a doctor.

Then a fairy, an actress and the list goes on and on!

And it kept changing till I was sensible enough to understand what I really really wanted to be.

And then, my dream became constant.

I knew what I wanted from life.

I wanted to be a designer.

I wanted to be in the best design school.

Experience hostel life.

Be independent.

Be the best at everything.

Grow as an individual.

Be a better person.

It was very exciting to dream and work for it.

Two years of hard work. Extreme hard work. 

Boards, entrance exams, tension, failures, losses, ups and downs..and then came success!

I cracked most of my design school entrances and got through the best available one.

Honestly, I feel LikeABoss.
#ThatGreatFeelingYouGetWhenYourHardworkPaysOffAndDreamsComeTrue (Yes!Twitter addict,okaybye)

Here I am at the end of a long road, at the beginning of another.

Here I am, ready to grow, learn and shine.

Suddenly it feels like time is flying.

In a month and a half I'll leave the city I grew up in.

All my friends are going too.

We'll all be in different cities.

Maybe we'll learn to survive on Skype.

Seems like we've all grown up in the blink of an eye.

The journey to success has begun.

Maybe it's time to face the world, to come out of the protective shell we've survived in for so long.

To learn lessons by making your own mistakes.

To know how the world really is.

To fulfill ALL those dreams we've had.

To make sure that our tomorrow is exactly how we imagine it to be.

So now is our time, to shine. :)

Don't stop.

I've learned to expect the unexpected.
Because there will be times when you'll face failure in spite of putting in a lot of hard work.
Your loved ones will disappoint you when you least expect them to.
And things will go wrong. Most of times you'll have "one of those days"..
You will feel like falling flat on your face and giving it all up.Because you've had enough. Of everything.

But in times like these,
You gotta hold your head up high,
Have faith in yourself,
Be strong.
Know that you're a masterpiece.
Just because you're having a dark night, doesn't mean that it won't pass.
The sun will rise.
Life will be good to you.
Believe in God. Believe in his timings.
Because- when you lose a good thing, something better comes!
It won't be easy, but it'll be worth it.
Don't. Stop. Dreaming. You.
..

..

Have unwavering faith in yourself and your dreams. Go,make it happen! There is so much to achieve. :)

.

I feel blank today.
Unusually blank.
And unusually not-so-positive.
And I don't even know what to write down.
But I am going to,anyway. Scribble down whatever comes to my mind.
The past few days have been weird.
I've been perplexed about most of the things.
I've been trying to hold on to happiness.
I've been fighting back my tears.
I've been ignoring my instincts.
I've cut down on people.
I have so many things to do. But I don't feel like doing any.
There's just one crazy dream that I'm clinging on to- National Institute Of Design.
And I've been waiting for something cryptic.
I've been cribbing over stupid things,driving my best friend mad.
I've been thinking about the past.
And I've been over-thinking endlessly.
I've been doing everything that I shouldn't be.
But it's happening anyway.
And this post probably doesn't make much sense.

A crumpled soul.

She now lived in one of the monasteries situated in the remote areas amidst the snow clad mountains.
It was a place not many people knew about.
The placidity and serenity of the place always comforted her soul.
She was convinced that she could stay there till her her breath lasted, unidentified.
No one knew who she was, where she had come from or what had made her come there. And no one bothered to question her about all of that either for she seemed to be a hurt, unaided yet content soul. She smiled. She smiled all the time.
As she stood there amidst the scenic rocks, she experienced a sense of protection.
She had spent all her life in obeying commands, undergoing disrespectful sacrifices and prejudices of hopes which never lasted long. She had been considered ignoble.
Until last fortnight, she had nothing to live for.
She now had a heart devoid of emotions. Her heart which was once fragile was broken into pieces. And the pieces were broken into many more pieces. Only she knew how she had sailed through. Or probably docked her way out.
But none of it mattered now.
She was away from all the pain, slavery, misery and sacrifices.
She loved this mediocre place with a meager population.
It was better than the classy suite she once resided in.
Because here, she got a chance to live for herself.

Art is like love.

Art is like love. It is easier to experience than define.
And even if you do end up defining it, your definition will never match someone else's.
It's something you can identify yourself with.
It's something you can create by thought.
It can never be wrong because it is personalized thought.
Art is a way of living.
We're all artists.
There's some art in the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you arrange your stuff on the table, in the way you unbutton your shirts, in the way you keep food inside a box, in the way a person sells vegetables, in the way you write. There's art in everything.
Look around. Notice.
Art is not limited to paper and paint brushes.
It's something that is much beyond that.

One more heart that was stopped.

Month one:
Mummy.
I am only 3/4th of an inch long.
But I have all my organs.
I LOOVE the sound of your voice :)
Every time I hear it,
I wave my arms and legs ^__^
The sound of your heart beat is my favorite lullaby.

Month two:
Mummy.
Today I learned how to suck my thumb :O
If you could see me,
You could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month three:
You know what Mummy?
I am a GIRL! :D
I hope that makes you happy :)
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry :(
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too :'(
And I cry with you..
Even though you can't hear me.

Month four:
Mummy.
My hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine.
But I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes..
And stretch my arms and legs ^_^
I'm becoming quite good at it B-)

Month five:
You went to the doctor today.
Mummy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby :O
I'm a baby mummy, I am your baby.
I think and I feel.
Mummy, what's abortion?

Month six:
I can hear the doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mummy what's it?
It burns. :(
Please mummy please, make him stop.
I can't get away from it!
Please mummy please, help me :'(

Month seven:
Mummy.
I am okay.
I am in God's arms. O:)
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why din't you want me mummy?




Every abortion is just..
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.

"But I feel that the greatest destroyer of peace today is abortion, because it is a war against the child - a direct killing of the innocent child - murder by the mother herself. And if we accept that a mother can kill even her own child, how can we tell other people not to kill one another?" - Mother Teresa.


^PS. This is one of the most touching forwards that I have ever come across.
I just HAD to share it with everyone. :)
So I modified it a little and posted.

Because you're my diamond in the rough. :)

S., Spring onions, Agent Shaggy♥ etc,
(^PS. All in one. They're her alter egos! :P)

Natural photu. ^_^  THAT'S US! :D 

(At Carters)

They say that good things take time..

But really great things happen in the blink of an eye.

Thought the chances to meet somebody like you were a million to one,

I can't believe it (Actually i can :P)..

You're one in a million :) :*

That post made me cry, you silly freak.
(^follow her! ^_^ She's amazing!)
AND I LOVEEEEEEEEEE the video. *Major love*
I feel so special. :')

The advertisement- Doesn't it feel good, when someone makes you feel special?

Hell yeah, it does. :)

And this reply, is exactly the way I feel right now. (No puns,baby! :P)

I still remember the sarcastic "get-a-life" looks we "used to throw at each other in school.

And how we used to hate each other because my "so-called-best friend" was your enemy.

(And how we discuss about this at least once in a month :P)

When we became friends, I was probably undergoing the worst phase of my life.

When we first met, I probably thought that you would make me feel unwanted, outright.

But things turned out to be quite different :O

It had just been 30 minutes and we were posing and clicking pictures. *click click*

What's up bitch? B-).. *oh we look constipated*

(I know you just went OMG ^_^)

And that's where the great 'hair set-smile-click' system begun. XD And then we started getting closer, exchanged numbers, texted stupid stuff and spoke random shit. We figured that we had quite a few similarities and I was SURPRISED :O

The summer vacation (that we keep talking about) have probably been the BEST times of our lives. Meeting early in the morning and parting in the night (8 o clock curfews :P) and going all "OMG, it's 730 ALREADY?!!" and afternoons which we would spend at the malls gawking at hot guys. *drools*

3:)

 Naive us. :O

Life has never really been easy on you. But I always loved the way you faced it (except for that one time)

Even though you have cried, you've sailed through.

What I love about you the most, is that you are a family person. :)

In spite of all the major ups and downs you've had, you've been a very strong girl. Very very strong.

You will go out of your way, just to hear your daddy say "I am proud of you" and your mom say "You've been spending your day constructively".. How a little shouting makes you cry, makes you feel like the worst daughter on earth and makes you want to prove them wrong! The way you say "They think I don't study? Now you wait and watch, full time aisa padhungi na..I'll make sure they take their words back".. And well, you really do make sure! :)  

And how you take some time off and talk to Arjun, about everything. The way you've managed to be his best friend :) It's adorable. And the way you make him repeat- "Di, you are so lame"..I couldn't agree more :P

*"bitch"? I know ^_^* O:)

It takes a simple text for you to know that I'm crying, and I still don't know how?

Each time I've had a breakdown, you've sent those 6 page long texts to make me feel good about myself.

You make my sorrows lighter. 

And those quotes you dedicate..

:*

I wish I was friends with you from a very young age,

But I guess it's okay because even though you came in late, you made it worth the wait!

You have just been there for me on every step. You've helped me take life day by day.

You've spent hours with me at CCD, just to hear me rant about how SuSP a friend at college is.

We're at a level where I can talk to you about anything without thinking. I won't even have a second thought about you judging me as a person, because I know you've accepted me the way I really am. :)

When I cried over a stupid crush or embarrassed myself to death, you've been there to make me laugh and well, laugh at me.

For the way we bitch about everyone. Each and everyone.

For being the motherly person you are-forcing me to eat,sleep,study,practice properly. 

For being the one who gives me reality checks- Sarcasm, ironies, don't I know-s?, look whose talking-s!

For mocking me to death after seeing me doing something stupid and for those endless lists of songs that you thought I should hear, for saying stupid things just to make me smile and for making me feel like my existence counts, you've been a GREAT friend. : )

Times when boredom lead to photo sessions and the "WE WILL DEEPEE THAAAAT!" shouts!

Creative-ness. O:)

From tea shots to 'tequila' shots (one tequila, two tequila, three tequila, FLOOR!)

Nights when we partied our asses off and spoke bull shit on our way back home. *embarrassed smiley*

Eating dairy milks to gain composure. ^_^

:La la la: 3:D

The epic sleepover's we've had, when we spoke our hearts out, cried, laughed over something stupid we did years ago and discussing about our future. The walks in the dark and the sitting on the floor :P

And as always, how you've never let me do stupid things...ALONE! 

The way every walk adds up a new story to our lives.

Evenings when we roamed in nana-nani park with Rahul and paid three bucks for the entry ticket, spending hours at the podium with Shar or making plans to somehow get Nishi out of her house.. We've been there, together. :)

Lazy afternoons and long long looooong conversations. Blasting our phone bills and calling it "Charity to vodafone"..

Those long texts with no spaces in between words or talking like some hot-shot models in LA! 

Dedicating songs like "Count on me- Bruno Mars".. "Breakaway-Kelly Clarkson"..

You've made me believe in myself and my dreams.

You make me feel like I can achieve anything. =)

Those taunts we threw at people who wore weird-se kapde and the way we laughed our asses off at people who were making out in CCD.

The 'fashionable' munda at CCD with his 'hawt' jeans. We died. :x

(PS. You knew I'd put it up :P)

The world has to know that you were discussing politics with your doctor during your surgery while all of us were freaked out and praying for you :O

"We were old enough and I was asking you to go back and read all our emails. I think I'm on a "make ishi cry-spree".. YOU AND YOUR DREAMS! :/

And about me crying over a broken nail..

You can never be the one to cry on a broken nail because well, you don't have any.

You feast on them. -.-

Gandi bacchi.

#OHYEAH! 3:)

Screenshots :D

O:)

Helping out on what to wear for a date! ^_^

No comments. :P

=^___________^=

All the bull shit we talk, somehow does end up making sense.

To us at least.

Summing it up,

You've been there with me right from strumming the guitar and singing like a rockstar (to everyone, she really does sing well!), you've stopped my tears, made me smile and defined friendship.

THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR ALL THAT YOU'VE DONE FOR ME!

YOU'VE MADE ME THE BEST PERSON THAT I CAN BE. :)

'I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,

Never settle for the path of least resistance,

Living might mean taking chances,

But they're worth taking.

Loving might be a mistake,

But it's worth making.

Don't let some hell bent,

Leave you bitter.

When you come close to selling out,

Reconsider.

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,

I hope you'll dance.' ♥

:) :)

PS. ILoveYouSoSoSoMuch.

We are not the best of friends, but we are as close as close can get. 

And our friendship, is the prettiest bond..ever! :)

Love,

-Ishi/Agent Meow/Idli Sambhar etc. 

(The list goes on and on and on! ^_^)

Xoxo. :3

Benefits of being ill.

1. You will be pampered like a queen.
2. You lie on the couch all day long and watch tv. Its called resting.
3. You live a mini-vacation.
4. You don't have to care much about not replying to texts, BBMs or responding to phone calls. No one will get mad at a patient.
5. Lying inside a blanket all day long seems perfect.


Okay, that's all for now. Any more advantages?

On your sixteenth. =)

This one's for the girl who has changed from a friend to a sister. Through the ups and downs of life, we've seen each other grow as individuals and as smart asses. :P *self-praise alert!!*

Dear M,
I still remember the first time when we met. I was just 8 years old then, and you were 7 (okay,this sounds gay :|..) I was new to this place. I had no friends. As I entered the park, I saw many people but all in groups. I was scared. Would I be able to fit in? Would I be the one laughing and giggling around? Then finally *i don't remember how* we started talking. We din't really seem to like each other much and your existence hardly mattered to me.
There were times when we used to fight over silly things like "toonay cheating kiya", "aye cheater cock (Please rest your pervert brains, we were innocent kids then! :S)"
How I used to hate you for involving your mom in each and every tiff we used to have.
As time passed by we would all meet and play games like leg cricket, kabaddi (*dies*), badminton, we would all cycle early in the morning and have a cheerful girly time (We were friends with the people we now hate. *Ironies of life* O:)..)
After I shifted to Bangalore for a year, I forgot about you. You were just a friend who was my playmate (and our oh-so-awesome ego issues).
After I got back in 8th..we were in the same school bus (ftw :P) and we used to stand on the last seat and jump when the bus used to move on speed breakers and giggle about "my jump was higher than yours..(heehee!)". I obviously kept winning since I was taller, but you were too dumb to realize. You used to cry over that as well. *wicked laughter!!*
Oh wait, not only that..you used to cry over each and every possible thing. Be it someone running away with your tiffin, a teacher chucking you out of class, someone pulling your pony tail or whatever. Name it and I remember you crying.
Our bonds strengthened as time went by. By the time I reached 10th (and you 9th) we were like those inseparable girls.. even though things weren't as perfect as they seemed to be.
When my best friend (you-know-who) finally deserted me, you were not there for me. And the way you admit that now tells me that you are going to regret it all your life. Shit happens.
After we started talking again, after getting over our one month fight..it was bad for me. I had to literally take all the efforts to bring you back to normal, and well I succeeded (I know I'm awesome B-)..)
I still remember you crying in public over your controversial first kiss. See, it has made you so strong now. :)

So basically, no shit could end our friendship. :)

We've been there for each other through heartbreaks, through tough family times, through pep-talks, calling up secretly at 1 in the night to give life updates, sharing stories, creating scenarios, insulting people, being bitches, talking fucked up shit that no one would ever understand, meeting to only transfer songs via bluetooth, crossing curfews, talking about people-who-need-to-get-a-life and blabbering utter non-sense and yet laughing, discussing old times and feeling naive, insulting each other and laughing wickedly, those oh-so-awesome COMEbacks (mind the spelling,you), to the pervert jokes that could make someone vomit, of disgracefully dressed up people, being a support system for each other and last moment meet ups. There's a lot more that could be written here, but that's it for now.

And yes, the greatest song ever that describes us-
"We've known each other since we were nine or ten 
Together we've climbed hills and trees
Learned of love and ABC's
Skinned our hearts and skinned our knees"

-Seasons in the sun by Westlife.

And of course, the whole of "I'll be there for you"

"Even the very best friend isn't perfect.
Every friendship has it's shares of ups and downs..disappointments and discouragements. But the true test of friendship is whether it endures the hard times as well as the happy times. When you are truly best friends-when you have a friendship worth preserving-you learn how to voice your feelings with each other. You discuss how and when you've been hurt. You even cry together. Then you forgive, seal your friendship with a hug and continue on good terms with each other. That's how best friendship's are maintained over the years. Each little offence is dealt with and forgiven (and forgotten). The focus remains on the strength of the relationship: love, understanding, acceptance and loyalty. When you take time to work through differences and misunderstandings, the friendship grows stronger and sweeter. :') "

From the sensitive-innocent-cry baby you were to the awesomely (I'm admitting this for the first and the last time) smart yet pervert you are..you've been loved. 

Happy Sixteenth,you.
You mean a lot to me. :)
Stay raw and be the amazing person you are.
:)

P.S. I still hate your mom for 'manufacturing' you a year later than me.

Love,
Ishi :D

Note: M stands for the "finally-16" Mokshada :D


HERE ARE THE OLDEST AND GAYEST PICTURES OF US :P

  

I edited this one last to last year. When I sucked at editing.

Location: School.

This comes from the gayest album ever, conversalicious :|

And now you have to suffer cause we have no recent picture together. 

HaveAFabulousSixteenthAndTurnEighteenSoonSoThatAllOurPlansCanFinallyWork.

LoveYouLoads.

:*

Emoticons yo. B)

What are the best things about emoticons?

 It can convey the rudest feelings in the most polite manner,ever.
Eg. "Fuck off, you moron." - Rude.
      "Fuck off, you moron :P" -Casual.

Also, they can convert the magnitude of feelings.
Eg. "I am so happy for you."
With emoticons- "I am so happy for you :D :* \:D/"


They express sarcasm- O:)


Girls will spend hours in front of the mirror reflexively, but when we go to meet our friends we'll dress up in rag-like clothes and tie our hair in the most convenient and maid-like way possible.
Being sensitive is totally our thing.
*Yes! Random thoughts*

I got my college I-Card today. Outright sucky picture :'(

And I hence declare,
This is what a 50 minutes Economics lecture does to me, yeah. |m| >.<

iFeelOhSoWeird!!

Let's face this.
Someday when you need someone the most, that person will probably leave you. Mostly for someone else.
When you will want to step out of your way for someone, you might just face disappointment.
You will just keep facing the situations you want to avoid!
You will fail one or twice and probably sit back feeling unworthy and blame destiny. Don't.
Karma does exist. And will hit back at you irrespective of whether you believe in it or not.
When life will give you a second chance, take it. Not everyone gets it! Don't take it for granted.
Apologize, only when its needed. Seriously. Or you'll be expected to do so always.
At times you will really need to get a life!
You will cry and no one will care.

There's a line between not being egoistic and losing your self respect. You will cross it someday for someone whose unworthy.
People will take you for granted.
You'll make the wrong choice.
You'll repent and regret stuff in life.
You'll lose people.
Things will just not go your way.
You'll be heart broken.
Someone you love just won't love you back.
But that's how it is supposed to be.

Forever is a lie.
Biggest lie ever.

People will miss you only for a day or two after you die.

And for now, I'm over-flowing with pessimism. :|


PS. Steve Jobs resigned =(

PPS. Jan Lokpal Bill passed! Anna Hazare ftw. Mobocracy rules B) Booo you Government! XD

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I really love customizing my blog! :D
Over and over again.
I want to capture every moment into a memory!
I love having secret jokes.
I love putting up random sentences or lyrics as my BBM status.
I adore love stories.
I am very moody.
I love sending long texts and messages.
I sit by the window and watch the rains.
I skip heart beats when I see hot guys at the mall.
My favorite subject is Psychology.
I love imitating people. Teachers especially.
I am used to hi-fiving a lot. A LOT.
Over-reacting rules, at times.
I am extremely sentimental and sensitive.
I have many best friends. But only a few who have become like family.
I enjoy socializing,
I believe that every one has a story to tell.
Nerd guys are cute.
I hate people who dress shabbily.
I detest overly egoistic souls.
I notice puns and ironies in every sentence.
I laugh, a lot.
I love having pep talks.
I can bake cake.
I love reading.
I love bro tips and hoe tips.
I want to visit the Bermuda Triangle.
I want to buy a house in the Himalayan Region.
I am fond of places which are by the sea.
MOD-Double trouble is my ultimate favorite delicacy in the world.
I strongly dislike tutti-frutti.

And I get bored very easily!

Title?

Yes,
I laugh a lot, even when it's not required.
I cry when I feel extremely happy.
I show that I don't care, but I do.
I pretend to be strong and dis-passioned, even when I'm extremely passionate but weak.
I talk a lot, when I'm nervous.
I goof up things and end up making a fool out of myself.
I try to go anti-love and end up falling in love, again.
I suck at expressing my feelings.
I love dancing in the rains and jumping in puddles, even though I behave in a sophisticated most of the times.
I realize the fact that people take advantage of me, but I don't do anything about it.
I know how it feels to be taken for granted, but somehow I end up at the same place again.
My self confidence doesn't take a minute to degrade, but I won't show.
I say I expect nothing, and people tend to believe that lie.
I behave unhurt even when I want people to realize their mistakes and apologize.
I behave all sorted, even when I'm messed up.

Not because I want to pretend, but because I love living in my own shell..

And, I love being random.

Love at first sight.

So it all started with a plan.
A plan to meet.
A plan to meet, spend some quality time together and watch a movie.
And as time went by..

We saw..
An old man..
and then the focus turned..
TO HIM.
AND THAT IS WHEN I FIRST SAW HIM.
Riding a bicycle with a captivating smile..
My heart melted.
His hair shined under the sunshine and I could have drowned in his eyes!ten million times!
He looked up and smiled..
And felt the breeze against his face.
Moments later, he parked his bicycle and entered school..



...Harvard Medical School.



Jim Sturgess, I love you.
And it's love at first sight! :')

 Love. <3

It's your day, mom! :)

Here's to us mum! :D
To the ten thousand pet names you invented, to see my over-react to them every single time.
How you forced me to drink bournvita every morning and got me addicted to it.
For how you said "We need to talk?" every time I yelled.
For being psychic enough to understand the mood I was in.
For staring at my clothes and saying "Ye kya pehen liya :O" every time the combination looks disgusting,
For teasing me with random guys and saying "Oh. Your best friend" every time I spoke about some girl I hated.
For discussing about my childhood with Salonee and talking about the embarrassing things I did.
The way you say "Your birthday is mother's day for me." and stare at me when I say "awww".
For understanding my needs and fulfilling my demands.
For reading my mind and making life easier.
For bribing me with chocolate ice-cream after cancelling plans on me.
For saying "Pasand agaya?" every time I stared at a cute guy in the mall.
For the little secrets we share, and the crack inside jokes in front of dad.
The way we discuss about the people from our peer groups.
For being my permanent best friend.
For making me the kind of girl I am, today.
For imitating me when I'm irritated.
For calling me malnutritioned.
For boosting my confidence and controlling my ego.
And for many other things that have not been mentioned here.

I love you, mom.
And I always will.
Happy Mother's Day ♥ 

You are my superstar! ☆ 

Decode it by selecting :P

"Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.” -Lemony Snicket

Just noticing.

It's about how we sail through every hard situation.
And then when another hard situation arises, we gather hope from the previous one.

The way we feel weak and strong both, while choosing between the right and the desired.

How we always keep cribbing about something we're not and ignore something that we are.

The way every person gives us at least one reason to be jealous of him/her.

How we always find someone whose more optimistic than we are, and someone whose life is worse than ours.

How the short one's die to get tall and how the tall one's wish that they weren't as tall as they are.

How people express their boredom in creative ways.
And then they get bored of getting bored.
And then bored of being bored of getting bored (& it goes on and on an on!)

Everyone has the ONE best friend in their life, who will be supportive through the right and the wrong.

People change with time and experiences. Some decisions make one stronger, while some soften the person.

The songs that I can relate to my life. I feel like the song had been written by extracting inspiration from my story.

How everyone has a different story to tell, a different promise to make..

How all the teens undergo the very same problems and still believe that theirs is of the highest magnitude.

How the funniest songs become the most  famous ones! (Baby, Friday etc..:P)

How movies inspire the way we look at life and give us hope.

The pictures we all click to capture the memories, the sentimental talks we have, the songs we relate, the secrets we share, the love that binds all of us, how we feel special on our birthdays..

Everyone has one trait that others go "Are-you-mad?" about :P
(Mine- i HATE surprises. Be it parties, gifts or visits.)

They way the definition of friendship changes from one person to another.

How one emoticon can express your mood.

The way people have irreplaceable people and relations : )

Was just noticing. :)