You will get to know..!!

As you grow,
You will get to know....

How things can fade,
How people will change!

How careless you can be,
How many failures you will see!

How needy time can make you,
How your past will change you!

How luxuries can be meaningless,
How simplicity will become your weakness!

How badly can you crave for ease,
How rough it will be to seaze!

As you grow,
You will get to know....

PS phewwwww.. damn this hectic schedule..!!



 

It's My Doll's Birthday..!!

I don’t know where to start from. Words fall short whenever someone asks what you mean to me. Sometimes I like to go with the quote that you are a sister God forgot to give me. But then deep in my heart i know that certainly it’s the best that we are not sisters by blood. Because a bond of hearts forged by love like the one we have is seldom to be. I’m falling short of words again. Words actually stop pouring in when a bond like ours is to be describes so it would be in the best interest of this post that I don’t even try to do so; and thus not making it boring anymore!

Everyone has an angel in one’s life. You are my angel Eksha Arora..!!

that million dollar smile.. has crazy fans...!!

If I had to I can spend the rest of my life.. sitting next to you in front a TV,in my pyjamas, doing absolutely nothing.. just like you, even when I know how pathetically bad it would be.. :P

But be assured I can do it.. you know that chum..!!

I really have no idea about what’s going around us.. it just makes me mad to even think about it.. but assurance that I can provide you is that you’ll be finding me next to you what-come-may..!!

You are the essence of my life,, we have grown up together..learnt together..rebelled togather.. fought together.. loved and lost together.. got up again together..and we will win together.. because no force on earth can pull us apart..As they they say if you are friends for  more than 7 years, you are friends for a lifetime..our bond dates back to 1996..17 years of sheer bliss ‘touchwood’.. you are my priceless possession girl.. you dare not forget that..!!

she's the purest soul i have ever met.. the girl witha golden heart..!!

I love you more than anything.. And uff your dialogues .. I still remember you saying….” ***** ke liye mar sakti h kamini, mere liye jee nai sakti”.. you just killed that chaotic silence of a serious moment eksha arora and you always do so.. You lil devil.. but I love for that too.. a million more such stories of your is what I’m a part of.. passive versions of some are still in my ears.. but it would never tire me put to listen to your whinning even at  4 O’clock in the  morning.. because that’s what’s besties are for.. isn’t it..!!

You being one of the best things ever happened to me.. I owe you my everything.. you were a miracle to be.. Disney movie taught me to believe in magic.. because magic comes to thos to believe in it.. you are the magic of my story..

i still remeber the fits of laughter we got after this pic was clicked..!!

On your birthday today..i remember all those life giving hugs.. and memorable and not -so- memorable moments as well.. and  all the good and bad times.. we have had ever.. may be together or apart.. and beleieving that only good things are going to blossom in your ways.. I wish you many many happy returns of this wonderful day.. May all your Sweet dreams Come to life..!!

and  finally there's one another thing i want you to know..

PS 

I am..!!

I am non-ignorable and helplessly attractive. My mind is as big as my heart. I am Red!

Not the dirty fellow. Not in a submarine either. I live it the warm, spiritual and happy way. I am Yellow!

I am wit, wrapped in a garb of pure adorableness. Alternating between silly and smart, I am Pink! 

With wings under the arms, my ambitions soar the highest. I love making merry while the uprightness is in your face. I am Green! 

There are more ideas in me than hair on my head. My creativity extends to being nimbly jugaduu. I am Purple!

Curiosity, Intuitiveness and Playfulness ooze out of me. I am Tangerine!

I have a calm that's hard to stir. There's no giving up for me, I am a fighter. I am Blue!

courtesy: facebook..!!

The "Piano" lessons..!!

TA DAAA..
Okay so here i go.. a post after a drawn out period is finally here.. no excuses this time.. i admit to be a lazy bum.. weekends are much awaited n grabbed like a greedy monster (i can be that u know when all i do is lay down in my bed with a bucket of Ben n Jerry over the weekends).. so wasn't writing for such pity reasons.. anyhow i'm here with a post about something i'm doing more oftentimes now-a-days.. holaaaaa i'm taking piano lessons.. and to add to it.. *all-by-my-self*.. can you beat that fellas.. LOL.. i'm sure it's no big deal but because i'm doing exceptionally well.. i'm overexcited.
all i ever wished was to learn the happy b'day song cz i wanted to wish a dear one playing this over a piano while i sang happy b'day to my sweetheart  but then the piano thing was missing.. but now i have got all the solutions n i have even learnt playing twinkle twinkle for my dear nephew after learning the birthday song..
being so enchanted n thrilled about my progress i decide to write up about the same because that's my first passion afterall.. i always knew i;m good at learing instruments but musical one.. oh, i never tried my hand over it.. n i'm so stirred up.. it's all the way exciting to share my experiments at this corner of my life..!!

PS i got a comment on my previous post n i'm wondering about the person.. well by any chance Is that you        nits..the dumbo nits..?? 

Akaash Vani..!! ~ a movie review..!!

Akaash Vani (AV) casts Kartik Tiwari ( Kartikeya Tiwar ) and Nushrat Bharucha , Yes the same couple that was spotted in the movie pyar ka punchnama and is directed by the same director as well Luv Ranjan.
The reel life chemistry between the couple has sparked very well again.. kartik is as talented as charming and so is Nushrat..Music is as sweet to ears as honey to bees.. Overall a well written script and cordinated and oriented screenplay was able to make a mark.This is a realistic movie depicting a situation that's faced by every second person at least once in his/her life provided they have ever loved someone. I personally know one such couple with whom i can relate the story line very well. Anyhow as i was saying it's a realistic movie.. it has it's own share of burlesque. So you have tears rolling down your cheeks,you will have sweet silly memories in your head, you will have a smile on your face, you will be cussing the society at times and at some instances you might be an angry bird!
The actors have worked amazingly adding the right mix of bling, innocence and emotions throughout. Kartik with his puppy dog eyes and Nushrat with her all glittering smile have ringed the bell the right way.
I personally liked the movie to a great deal..!!

PS A right meassage has been set the right way.. so take your parents out for the movie fellas..!!

My Best Friend's Wedding..!!

HER POINT OF VIEW ::

It was his wedding day. As I finished giving touches to my mild makeup, my thoughts flew back to my college days. The first time I met him, he was just another face in the crowd. We met occasionally through common friends. We became good friends, always had fun at the other's expense. He never spared a chance to irritate me, which was not very difficult. We always ended up fighting and patching up the next day only to fight again. 2 years flew by but nothing changed. Our friends knew we were very close and teased us incessantly. We would blush but still continue fighting. Everyday I would wait impatiently for him to come. If I didn't see him for even a day my heart would not be in whatever I do. I would roam around listlessly. I attributed it to the fact that I did not have my daily quota of fights and patch up. We grew up together, but as we grew up we became more aware of our friends making fun of the usual teenage gossip and us. We slowly reduced our fights and spent less and less time together.

One day he came and told me that he was leaving to another city. I had always taken it for granted that I could see him whenever I wanted to. For the first time I realized how much he meant to me. All our friends were there to say goodbye. I wanted to say so much, but I didn't know how to convey my feelings. As the car pulled out, I realized at that moment that he meant more to me than anything else. He was my best friend but I also realized, I had unknowingly, unconsciously fallen in love with him. I wished he were there, in front of me so that I could tell him how I felt. But he was gone. There was not a day, not an hour when I didn't think of him. My friends realized something was a miss, as they had never seen me so silent and so lost in thoughts. When they found out the reason, they felt it was just a crush and that it would go away. Some suggested finding out his whereabouts, but I didn't want them to. I was happy to be in love. I didn't want to think that there were two possibilities, he might love me, but he might not. I was happy that I was in love and it was beautiful.

There were times when I would miss the sharing, the companionship, and the sweet nothings that people in love felt and enjoyed. My love was one sided but it was love nevertheless. He was always there in my thoughts and what better companionship can I ask for? Time flew. I went for higher studies and then to work. Through the years I heard bits and pieces of news about him. I heard he was abroad, studying. And then I heard he was in love.

My heart broke. The rational side of me knew that since I had never told him how I felt, I should accept what happened. But my heart cried. As much as I tried I couldn't stop thinking about it. I would spend the whole day putting up a smiling face for the people around me, and fall into my bed, tears streaming down my face. I realized I had to face the truth. He was my first love and would always be, but I realized life has much more to offer. I wanted to move on, be happy and maybe meet someone whom I would love and who would love me. Surprisingly fate decided to help me in its own way. I met his mom by chance and she promptly invited me for his wedding. I realized the only way to come to terms would be to actually go for wedding. I knew, once I see him happily married, I could and would get over it. I came back to the present with a start, as my mobile phone rang. It was my friend asking me out for a movie. I told her I was going to a marriage to meet a long lost friend and hung up. I was ready, to face reality.

PS say it guys.. before it's too late..!!

courtesy: Facebook..!!

My Best Friend in My Wedding..!!

HIS POINT OF VIEW::


I just came out of the shower. The new suit was lying on the bed. It was a memorable day for me, my wedding day. I was getting ready when my mother entered the room and told me that my friends have come and they are waiting to see me in the hall. I just glanced through the window n I could see all my friends chatting n laughing, people who have been with me through my thick n thin. And then I saw her, an angel, and my best friend. She looked really beautiful, had put on some weight, n carried the cute little smile that I always admired. I slowly started traversing back, memories started pouring in, and I t has been a long eight years since I last saw her.

I first met her in college. She was cute, shy and a bit funny too. We occasionally met through some of our common friends. Slowly, she became a part of my life. We used to have lunch together, gossip around, and make fun of the teachers and those were moments when we felt that nothing existed beyond us in the entire universe. She used to wait for me when I had special classes and pretend that she had missed the bus. Life was so much of fun. No day ended without fighting and patching up. At times, there was nothing to talk, but still I craved to talk. That's when I used this weapon of fighting. She was quite adamant, never gave up so quickly, n I enjoyed every moment of those precious times when we fought and argued and then patched up. There were times when our friends teased us of a growing affinity, something beyond friendship. I pondered about it at times, but she was very quick to dismiss it every time. I slowly started realizing that we were made for each other.

But, fate had other ideas. My father got a transfer and we had to move to another city in short notice. The day finally arrived, I expected her to say a lot, I was looking into her eyes, trying to read what¹s going on in her mind, realized at that moment, Einstein¹s equations were much easier to understand than what¹s going on in a girl¹s mind. She never uttered a single word, just said good-bye. Tears were flowing down my cheek, I thought she would understand at least at that moment, but rain poured in washing away my tears and with it my chance of being with my angel for life.

She never contacted me after that. I went abroad for my further studies. I always made sure that she knows what I am doing and where I am through our common friends, hoping against hope that someday she will realize the love for me hidden in the deep cavities of her heart, and she would say those words which I longed to hear for years. But it never happened. She finished her education and later she joined a reputed software company. I slowly started accepting the fact that I was not the kind of guy she would like to spend her life with. In the meanwhile, I met a girl who fell in love with me. Knowing the pain of an unfulfilled love, I accepted her proposal, and our marriage got fixed. But, I wanted to see my angel at least once in my life. I asked my mother to pass on the invitation to her; somehow I strongly felt that she would surely turn up for my wedding.

There was a thud sound and I came back to reality. She was still sitting there and laughing, maybe to one of the jokes cracked by my friends. I knew at that moment, mine was not a lost love; it will always be there in my heart. If it was there for eight years, it will last forever, till I reach my grave. Just that we had to move ahead in life, in different directions. I got ready and started walking towards my friends. I was ready, to face reality.


PS words wen left unexpressed may leave hearts broken.. ♥♥

courtesy: Facebook..!!

Think about it!

Happy Navratras Dear Reader!

Soaked in the celebrations of Navratras I looked around this wonderful place where the festivities of rejoicing the victory of Maa Durga over evil is spread all around..
Did anyone  bothered to look around this place through my eyes (read peepers) ?

I am afraid NOT ( in capitals)

I don't want to hurt any religious sentiments but the people defying and chanting the name of Durga are also the one who disrespect the women in their lives or around them in one way or the other.... And the irony it's that they never leave any opportunity doing the same again and again ..

In our own country where women is worshiped she is also raped, assaulted, molested, teased and tortured in n number of ways..
According to facts India after Bangladesh records highest number of cases of acid attacks.. And 99% of them are against women.So a crazy thickheaded moron gets to spoil a girl's life just because his stupid male ego is hurt!
Fair enough.??
Sisters are molested by their brothers because the bad ass prick (pardon my french) thought they won't get anything more easy then this!
How virtuous is that..??
Wives are beaten by husbands so that they can display their manliness to world for the fact that not only they dominate their wives but treat them like some street dogs too.
You think such husbands are praiseworthy..??
You rape your best friend because she was fool enough to trust you..or maybe because some friend of you provoked you.. or because a girl you barely knew wore something that was revealing and inviting according to you.
So you decided to punish her..right..??

If I keep going on their its no neb to this post.. but the nitty-gritty is women in India and in most of the other countries too are not provided with the respect and security they deserve to live and nest with.. they are still mutilated by domestic violence, sexual harassment, forced sex selective abortions, child marriage, trafficking, dowry etc.
Is this not called being hypocritical..??
IS it not high time we stop turning a blind eye to all this..??We talk about various schemes of uplifting the living standard of women.. but fail to provide her with something she needs the most - the feeling of being secure!
Do we need to debate on the common grounds for this issue..??

If she can give you life.. She can rip it off too..!!

PS She is the one who brought you in this world.
     She is the one who will bring your child this world.
     She is someone's daughter.. someone's sister.. someone's love.. someone's SOMEONE!
     She is the one you WORSHIP.
     "Worshiping the HOLY DEITY when you cannot respect her reflection in every women around you is of no 
     use literally"
    It's doesn't makes sense to me at least.

The much lost peepers..!!

my good old glasses..!!

This is a story of my peepers.. the one that are always abandoned.... by not to mention me of-course but that doesn't offends them much.. for they always decide to make me pay back.. they are always absconding.. :/
and then after ages even if i find them back (magically) i manage to take the liberty of setting them free again.. Oh I'm sorry all over again..!!
These careless peepers i tell you..!! :p

So on a chilly day today i decided to start with the much talked novel by J.K. Rowling The Casual Vacancy..
All set with a soothing mug of coffee in my one hand.. and the book in the other.. i darted towards the cozy cane swing of mine.. and just when i pined up my loose hair and opened the Novel.. i felt a familiar stress.. a hint of headache n strain over my eyes.. yes i need my peepers is what popped in my mind..!!
But hey when was the last time i saw them..or put them on.. (hate to admit it but i look so weirdly nerdy wearing them.. i avoid them to the best possible stretch)..!!

So have i lost them again..??
Hell Yesssssss..!! :/

well in that case.. it's not a new story..!!

PS

The latest (lost) one..!!

Nervous Bites..!!

Even though i'm in a rush i needed to post this badly..
my hands have been shaking out of nervousness since morning..
and then something hit me that i have been chanting for a few mins now..
n guess what..it works!

So while being nervous all you need to do is..
Close you eyes
and say "I'm a sexy and confident girl.. so fuck the world..!!"

PS some may call it whatever, but i call it verbal release therapy..it's all about perspective u know..!!

So Ravin gets Married..!!

Flashback..
I was plopping down just next to him..
He was rubbernecking me with eyes wide open..
I continued wiping my tears before they could roll down my cheeks but i couldn't do my best to hide them anyway..
He kept gawking in surprise making me look more daffy..
He was my classmate.. and we never had an interaction.. we were sitting in a local while on our way back to our places from college.. but i knew he wanted to know what i was reading that made me cry while i was surrounded by so many people.
Crying in front of somebody is a big deal for me so even though it is not important from the view of this post to know who he was who noticed me sobbing and any such stuff but i could not find a more proper starting because that's one of my fondest memories when i talk about the book "I too had a love story"..
A very close pal of mine asked me to read that novel owing to interest in reading.. it didn't take me long enough to find the book.. and i started reading the book like a nerdy bookworm who runs through an exam preparation fever and is all into her books when comes the season of exams..
i was so deeply involved in ti that i just couldn't help but read the book day and night even during my lectures while hiding the novel below my notebooks..
i remember i completed the book in 4 days.. and it was the last chapter of the book that i was rading at that time when i was caught shedding tears in a local.. and i don't wanna go through the details of how embarrassing it was but something was of much more relevance for me at that time..
i wanted to know what happened next..
Did he ever moved on..?? (for those who have read the bestseller know what i am talking about.. for the rest "aapka jeevan tab tak saarthak nahi ho sakta jab tak aap yeh book na padh le :)" )
and i knew i have made a connecting with this Guy who had gone through this much deal of pain in his life and is still surving.. I knew deep down that Godd things are to happen to this MAN..!!
then came "Can love happen twice..??" which took my heart away again.. (anybody interesting in reading can have the novel from me :D)

23rd sept'12 (yesterday)
Now that i was following Ravin on FB i knew what was going around in his life..
His status update yesterday was a little concerning.. It said.. "it's time to move on".. and i wondered what he regards to..??

24th sept'12 (Today)
It must have been 5 in the evening when i logged into my Fb account just to find out that he finally has not just moved on but has taken a giant leap.. He had tied the pious knot with some lucky lad "Khusboo chauhan".. and i can not express how delighted i was to know that some thing big and really alluring has happened to him (someone i adore for a reason still unknown)..
I wished him luck and happiness.. and I prayed to God to bless the couple..!!
I still don't know what i am so happy about because he wont even be knowing if i exist.. but then it doesn't matters.. does it..??

PS It's always a delight in watching someone who has suffered a great deal in one's life to move to a pleasing phase that finally brings sheer bliss to one..!!

 

God blessya Ravin.. :)
You are one of those few who actually made an impact on my Life..!!

Movie Review: BARFI!

Watched Barfi a few days back..

The movie is about a boy  (Murphy.. called Barfi played by ranbir Kapoor) who can neither speak nor listen.. but is so full of beans.. that everyone can learn from him how to live or to live atleast than just existing.. How he falls in love with Shruti (Ileana D’cruz), a girl who has got it all.. Beauty, class, perfection but not the freedom.. not the freedom of listening to her heart.. Being misguided by her mother she marries someone else n Barfi is left heartbroken.. Simultaneously enters Jhilmil (Priyanka Chopra) who’s an autistic girl.. abandoned by her family.. Kidnapped.. Kidnapped again and kidnapped once again..only to leave Barfi as the One accused.. who then throws light on everything and the story unfolds into an emotional squall that's has the potency to shatter you down while soothing you collaterally..!!

Barfi revolves around three people and all emit so much that can be absorbed..

Barfi and Jhilmil’s love story depict true unconditional love.. that has actually vanshied (as-per-my- belief) from this place we call earth ..

Shruti shares a bond with Barfi that might be love.. might be friendship.. or anything that draws her crazy enough to leave her well settled world behind her in order to bring Barfi out of miseries..!!

Barfi shows the relationships the way they should be.. but ofcourse are not in verity..!!

You are promised to have a smile on your face while your eyes are wet.. Barfi is a must watch..!!

 PS while he is sane, he can't express wholly and while she can express she is not completely stable..!!

PPS Ranbir is has no lines in the movie but he still manages to charm you with his brilliance performance.. his vibrant, effervescent, peppy, zesty,perky yet dole-some character takes you miles away from your reality into a world where even silence speaks.. and it speaks in a language called happiness.. humanity.. generousness..!!

P!! J@uN..!!

Bouncing back after sooooooooooooooo soooooooooooooo sooooooooooooo long.. that too cz i was feeling terribly alone.. n that provokes me to write.. may be something vauge.. something too futile.. but it's all worth the cost..!!
hope to find some time out of hectic schedule soon enough to come up with a post thats jus half wriiten since ages..!!

PS a big sorry to all my regular readers and occasional visitors too.. :)
     God Blessya..!!

@ cOnVeRs@t!oN..!!

you got to be kidding me!
i wish i was :(

but how would i survive all this time ?
you have had survived for months before..!!

and how would you..??
by looking at you..!!

but you wont be allowed to carry your phone..how would you see my pictures ? :P
i never need your pictures.. i can see you whenever i close my eyes..!! :)

aww.. but..
hey.. i'll be back soon n then we'll spend great time togather..soon..very soon.. i'll be there with you.. in your arms..hearing your heartbeat..and wiping your tears..!!

but i never cry..(with tears in her eyes)
i know you are still crying!

------ (she couldn't say a words this time but only sob..silently..slowly..dolefully..gloominess surrounded her like clouds around a mount's peak..very carefully she kept a hand over the microphone and swabed her tears with the other..!!)
wipe off your tears yourself this time.. i promise i'll be there the next time you cry!

you always say that..
and you always keep cring.. my cry baby..!!

(with watery eyes and a weak wee smile) hmm..
what hmm?

come back soon (and tears made their way again..!!)
take care..i love you!!

you too and me too..!! (smiles half heartedly)
miss you..

i miss you too my soldier..!!

PS "a real telephonic conversation held between a soldier and his girl"..!!

PPS i am officially back guys.. so keep looking for new post every now and then at http://graciousenough.blogspot.in/ ..!!

Le$$on Le@rnT..!!

First thing first..apologies for the stint of post the previous days..and in advance for all the short posts I'm gonna come up in the near times.. =)
This post is about the wisdom I'm sinking in these days ::

Your willingness to be receptive to circumstances no matter how harsh is what will ultimately revitalize your self-image. You can get back in the game and bounce back better than ever, but you need to wait for a sign of encouragement. Bide your time wisely, tune out negativity and slow down. Give yourself time to know where you stand. Seek a retreat so you can recover your nerve, and don't be so hard on yourself because life isn't fair, never was, never will be. You wouldn't get what you dreamt for most of the times but that doesn't mean you ought to stop dreaming. No never. Go on, Dream higher, Rise higher and never let anthing drag you back to your shabby past and never ever forget to be young and silly to be old and wise.

PS

"I know I know I'm not just an year older but an year wiser too"  =D ;D

w!nTer$...!!

Winters for me came with a tidy sum of trvaelling this time and that explains the lack of posts in my blog and b'cz the travelling is not over yet all i'm gonna do is leave you guys with this wonderful extraordinarily mouthwatering voluptuous delicacy that i luckily had a hellot of chances to have in the nearly gone time..!!

PS i'll be back soon..!!

!3 0 0 !< $ ..!!

“After all, reading is arguably a far more creative and imaginative process than writing; when the reader creates emotion in their head, or the colors of the sky during the setting sun, or the smell of a warm summer's breeze on their face, they should reserve as much praise for themselves as they do for the writer - perhaps more.”

—Jasper Fforde

From The Well of Lost Plots..!!

sorry folks.. haven't been around for a while but now that i'm back  i'm gonna jot dwn about my friends i have been spending my entire time theses day.. Even though they have been with me for so long i never thought i'll write about them someday but now that i have appercieved the fact that i can never thank them for being in my life, for making a wiser person,for standing by my side through thick n thin.. i owe this much to them.

books have always been a staircase for me that take me away to where i want to be !

from fairytales to blooming chronicles of radical changes and finaaly towards a sane youth..books made crafty and perceptive with each passing day.. i never left them alone and so did they.
I'm lucky enough to have been privelged to possess a good lot of great books and no I'm not bragging about it. it's just that it is a great feeling to have a library of your own. Thanks to my Dad and Maternal Grandpaa for that. it would never have been possible without you two handsome gentlemen in my life. Love you xoxo..!!
Books have always fascinated me as told to me by my mum..(she calls me a bookworm but yea in a quping way).books always tickle me inside. i literally get butterflies in my stomach when i have my fav books in my hands (yes they are my first love..cheers to that).

More than i write i read.. so yea i'm a reader.. a reader who even though prefers ebooks yet die for travelling around the world (with my spl one <3<3) and vist from great ancient like Abbey Library St. Gallen, Switzerland; Real Gabinete Portugues De Leitura, Rio De Janeiro, Brazil; Rijkmuseum Library, Amsterdam  to modern hi-tech libraries like Central Library, Seattle; National Library, Belarus.... well i ought to stop b'cz i can never stop talking about them.

For me reading is  divine. My thoughts, worries, fears all end up with the touch of those pulp scented extremely pale fine and feeble sheets on my fingers. they might lack color but they cause the air around so colorful and bright with rainbows and butteflies and ballons and what not that you give up all those little creases on your forehead to curves on your lips..!!

PS