The new word of the town *OFFENDED*

Offended? Really that’s all you got ? May be you could have tried “Bored ” Or  “Tired” Or even  the F word! But , why offended darling ?

Well , this is  in reference to the latest Tanmay Bhatt CONTROVERSY. For the uninformed, this guy is a stand up comedian , who made a FUN Video about two Indian celebrities and posted it on social media. The fans of these celebrities got ” offended ” by it and want it removed. 

I really don’t know whether its real public who express their anger on such “Issues” or are they the ” Robots” we always have to prove we aren’t by entering those captchas ?? 

Because this fact is quite disturbing. No , not the existence of robots on Facebook.

But the fact that even in this age and time people got so much free time and emotions that their sentiments get hurt on  each and every joke that is ever made?

Do they Google the most silly thing present today, watch it and then get offended? 

Because ,lets make things clear first. I personally did not find the video even funny. Neither did my friends ( I made them watch it 😛 )  There was no joke .   😦
 And may be that’s the only thing i was hurt about. My expectations not being fulfilled. 

This has become a trend, specially in India. Not only in regard to this video, its just a needle in the haystack! People are using their “Right to speech” to take away other’s right to speech . 

Oh , you say it’s not Good for the society ?

Well yes. There are many things not good for the society. Unlike them , this has a solution. Don’t like it? DONT WATCH IT . Simple 🙂

Because if you were really worried about the society , you would have long gone ,thanks the heart attacks and nervous breakdowns you would have suffered.

Because you would have been hurt ,each time a girl was raped.Whether she was wearing a skirt or whether she was a 2 year old kid !

There would have been a threat to your religious sentiments, each time an innocent animal was sacrificed in the name of faith! And not when a person poked fun at some Godman.

 It would have pained you to see dirty naked little tiny kids beg on the streets in the scorching summer. And then get elated even on receiving a single rupee.

Your anger would have lost its limits when you would have come across the crores of taxpayer’s money being used by corrupt politicians for their Birthday celebrations. Not when a Bollywood movie was made .

You would have been offended when a young Indian sport-star was unable to represent his country , not for the lack of talent , but for the lack of proper infrastructure . And not when someone wore a skirt to her tennis match ..

Trust me , you would have been offended by humanity , every time you read that another bomb was dropped off in Syria or Pakistan or Palestine or  some other place. (Only that would have happened , in case you were actually aware that the world does not revolve around you  🙂 )

And since you are alive and kicking, I am sure none of this happened. There was never an outrage over any of these. Do not mention the various Tweets or Re-tweets or Facebook posts you have shared for the cause. The truth is , they DON’T MATTER . ( Heart breaking , is it ? ) 

 This only  proves you don’t bat an eye lid for the cause of the society.
You are one bored human , who wants cheap publicity by misusing other people’s names.

Calling me selfish , are you ? Well, I will take that as a compliment.  It’s better than being a dual faced hypocrite . Any day!. Try it out  🙂 


P.S
 This does not mean I support non sense humour. I just don’t violently oppose it. These people work for trps.  Dont trend them on media , they will understand and give you better jokes next time 😀 

 

Beauty is a state of mind.

DAY 06 ! Plus my first try at fiction writing 😀

Tring tring the bell rang.
She leaped out of her bed.
Baba had already picked up the phone. With knots in her stomach she tried to hear the conversation.
“Hmm”. “Okay”. “Okay”.”No”. Cut. “These salesman today” Baba stomped out of the room.
Oh it was the salesman after all. She went back to her bed again. Closing her eyes she hoped her dream would continue. Of course it didn’t. She was now just laying in her bed , imagining things and rewinding her memory.

Her marriage had been fixed. She had only heard his name. But a name was enough for her to dream. To make plans. And in these plans she even defeated the cheesy Bollywood movies. Day night all she could think of was him.
He had called her last week.
They had talked. He had talked. Told her to meet at the river side this weekend. She had just smiled and agreed.
No Baba wouldn’t know about it. It was her first date . Fathers don’t need to be told about it.

The d day was here. She was getting ready. And with every passing moment she was getting sad.
Each time she looked at her reflection she let out a sigh. Why was she so dark? Why wasn’t she as fair as the other girls. Why was she not beautiful?
And slowly her thought process worsened. What if he doesn’t like her? What if he rejects her?
Oh she panicked. She tried all creams and she tried all remedies.
Nothing would work.
She was still dark. Ugly.

All her dreams came crashing down. The castles she had built, she broke them all. Herself. She didn’t want him to do that. She couldn’t bear someone else do that.

With tears in her eyes and lost hopes she went to the river side. The sun was about to set. Why was he not here yet?? Had he already rejected her?
He could have met her once at least. She was black on the outside. Not inside .

“Sana” called a voice from behind. She had heard that voice before. Butterflies stormed in her stomach.
She turned around.
It was him. Her eyes sparkled but her brain reminded her of the reality that was about to happen.

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They started walking on the beach. Talking. Smiling. They even laughed once.
Oh. So he doesn’t want me to feel bad. He will tell me at the end of the meeting today.

To her surprise he didn’t.
Not this meeting.
Not after any meeting .

And with so many beautiful meetings finally came the day of marriage.

She didn’t want to be heartbroken after this.
She decided to ask him straight.

She called him on his telephone. “Why are you marrying me? I am ugly. I am dark. Why?”.

For an instant , the other side went blank. And with a slight smirk came the reply.
” Do wear the lehenga I have selected for you.” Cut.
Sana couldn’t bear to see the lehenga. She didn’t want to be left at the altar. The lehenga would be so pretty.

Still,the evening came.
The lehenga came. Red and green it was.
A note was there too.

I was in search of skin
Bright or dark, fat or thin
I wanted someone who felt through her heart
You, my dear, have that art.
Who said you are not beautiful?
My brain looses its senses on your one look.
You have a dusky complexion my dear
Why is that wrong I fear!
Your eyes sparkle when you talk
And oh your playful walk

I want to marry you and not your colour.
Its the souls that will be together forever.<3″

Sana was numb. She looked at her smile in the mirror. The billion dollar smile. Oh yes her eyes were sparkling.
Her face was glowing and it was not because of some creams.

Yes she was beautiful. And his love only made her prettier. 🙂

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6

The EXAM Mania

DAY 05

Yet another exam. 😓
We have all wondered at some point in our life. What is the purpose of these exams ? To test us? And how exactly do they test us by asking us to learn and produce the same information in the same words?
I am sure the person who first thought of this system of exams would have wondered too. But then he would have thought “C’mmon Every one checks knowledge. Let’s test their memory” And see he was so right.
Yes . I can explain. What is the one thing all of us buy today? Mobiles. And what is the first thing that we see in a mobile. It’s speed and it’s memory. Right?

So? Do you realise? How far sighted our forefathers were! They made us give the same test of speed and memory.
Ouch
I am sorry dear phone. For having judged you so much. And i am sorry other phones for not having bought you.☹
Thank you exam setters . Thank you. 😭
And yes one more thing. Screw you.😊😑

Let me remind you ,if it was not already crystal clear that We are Not machines. 🙆🏻
Each of us has a different capability in our own unique way.

But anyways. I am not the bashing kind. So you are forgiven. As it is , given the type you are , you are probably not reading it 😛

So lets forget the exam setters and other people. Let’s talk about ourselves.
Yeah. I am selfish. So lets talk about ourselves from my point of view 😂 ( do share yours too, please 😀)
                                       A day in the exam hall

So the instant I walk into the Hall , I remember all my Gods. Not because I want an easy paper. Or strength to write down the exams. Because I want the most lenient and lazy invigilator. 😂.
After I have found the invigilator and judged him based on his past experiences , I take my seat.
A look is exchanged among all the near and dear neighbours. Time for true brotherhood man ! 🖐🏻High five.
Trust me , if the government departments would have even half the cooperation and understanding like friends in an exam hall..each country would be a better place to live 😂😄

Fine. Bring it on . Bring on the question paper.
The first instruction. Not all questions are compulsory.
Wow. Some blessed souls we are. 😍
And then I look at the questions.
Oh. Not all questions are compulsory , because I won’t be able to attempt the remaining 5 too.
So you need not answer all the questions. You can just laugh and laugh again at the little game played by the teacher. Laugh till you cry. Because eventually you will.
😝
Now there I am with the question paper. As I start attempting I hear someone call me. My friends need me . I must go . I check out the angle of the face of the invigilator and turn to my friend. You have to be real quick at this. Q4 he asks. Back to paper. Oh yes i know it. I turn back my face to help the needy.
Now I don’t know if you have faced the same situation too , but every time I am about to open my mouth to either tell the answer or ask a question the billion dollar question hits me bang on. ” Should i shout? Or should I whisper? Will my voice echo??😳”.

It’s a life saving decision you need to take in a matter of seconds. Hopefully it’s the right choice you make so that you don’t have to repeat yourself.

And so an hour passes. I look around. Every one is busy . Some are racing with their pens. Others with their mind.
Ahh this cruel mind.😏
It makes sure it doesn’t drop a chance to not wander. Thoughts. All kind of them pop up in my mind. Doing exactly what I don’t want them to. So sometimes I will be humming a song I last heard. Or checking out guys and the dresses of girls. Man! Some girls do maintain their fashion sense even during exams😂
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It’s the voice of some one that startles me and brings me back to reality. Mostly the squeal of the invigilator.
I rush back to the next question.
And I don’t know how weird or normal it is. But I completely forget the answer once I start writing it. It comes back in phases 😂
Then comes the most certain question. Obviously from the portion of syllabus you left. 😒
I look at the question. I knew it. I wouldn’t know the answer. But a guess sometimes works 😂😛

Slowly we move on to the last phase of our exams. The “last 30 minutes remaining”phase.
You know there are times when you exactly know what you are doing? 😊
Yes. This is definitely not one of those. 😂
I have no idea how many more questions remaining. Or what I thought i would frame their answers like.
The last 30 minutes bro!🖖🏻
You don’t think. You just vomit albeit with a pen, on the paper, trying your best to make it a legible and recognisable collection of words.
Often I think, it’s not being the most studious that helps you in an exam.( You are the most disturbed and disturbing fellow present though 😂). It helps if you are ambidextrous. 💪🏻
My knuckles are literally crying after today’s exam 🙄😂

Finally the 30 minutes over.
But actually no exam is over until there is that one guy or girl in the hall who goes “Mam please one minute more. Sir just last line.”.
And the others staring at them like “Was there so much to write? “😛

Then you come out of the examination Hall. You face a different kind of exam here. The reality. Because how hard you try not to , people will discuss. And they will make you realise that your answers are wrong. And that you screwed up😂😂😂

Sigh!
Oh wait. How I did forget to mention that one cool guy😎 who walks out of the examination Hall an hour before.
It sometimes hurts to see how lucky the people are who have given up on these worldly possessions 😂😂😂😂😂

Well this is how my experience is about… on a typical exam day in a typical Indian college or school.
I am sure your experiences would differ. Do share your opinions.There is no right or wrong here after all 😀

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DAY 1 : Things that make me Happy .

I have a new name for myself.

 Ms Lazybones.

 I am so lousy , so lazy and yet so pretty ^-^ . ( lame as well ? 😛 )

This blog has been around , waiting for me to update it and I  am all like, No, Not today. For days and weeks.
So  for the sake of you, My Peppynoytes, I take up a challenge.

The 30 Day writing challenge.  b1

I am going to blog.
Random things.
About me.
About life.
About us 🙂

And today its going to be the 10 THINGS THAT MAKE ME REALLY HAPPY.

This looks so easy ans simple to list. But do you realise the amount of pain I had to go through when I was striking off some points “ that could not make it to the list”??? Oh boy! Do you ?

So well with a hand on my heart and a billion dollar smile on my face , lets get started

1. Home made food.  b3
To understand why this is on number 1 , you would have to be either a hosteller or a corporate victim , who survives on McD and Dominos for 4 out of 7 days a week . 😦
My plate may not be served with all those luxurious and impossible- to- pronounce dishes.Just  Plain, pure, boring food made by my mom . Dal Chawal , if you must.
I will relish that  to the last bite. OM NOM NOM all the way!

2.Talking.b4
Anytime. Anywhere. Anyone .( Okay, not every one actually :P) . Anything. I love to chatter away all the time. Never too lazy for that . 😀
You will listen me blabber about my life. Your crush. SRK’s movies .The new restaurant.Lilly singh. Pretty much anything.

3.New clothes.
Crisp. Clean. Pretty clothes. Its like I don’t even need any accessories the first time I wear a new dress. I have  a 100 watt smile pasted across my face. 😀

4. Reading. Old books.b5
Like the really old –rusty –brown paged books.  I  am not a kindle person  by choice.  The feeling when you hold a book and curl up in your bed , its beyond my capability to describe in words. And their smell? Oh My God!  It drives me crazy. I feel like it even turns me on! 😉

5. Helping Friends.
I feel so satisfied when I am of use to my friends. Whether its giving advices, listening to their troubles or even giving my notes.
Yeah I also feel happy when I help them pass a test, but can’t say it in public with so many judge-y eyes looking at me “ That’s not what a friend would do!”. Yes. But exam time  is not the time to  preach. Just tell the answers . 😛 😛 .

6.Writing . b8
Of course. This HAD to be on the list. Framing sentences with just the right choice of words to describe exactly what you are feeling. That’s an achievement. And the pleasure is all mine *-*.
But i don’t like typing . So you see, that’s how it all gets delayed 😀
Give me a pen and paper. All my notebooks have my many  masterpieces jotted down in them . 😛

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When the sun is displaying all its might and you shut the drapes, drink a glass of cool water , close your eyes and just get lost in the magical word of “Sleep”. Nothing calms me down more than this. I don’t even realise what day or century it is sometimes when I wake up . Oh yes.  I  am back to reality again .    -_-

8.The October weather.
The clear bright sky. Cool breezes. The nature at its best , if you ask me. Its not biting cold. Its not burning hot. Neither is it still and dull.  Its just perfect. I am at my peppiest and happiest best in Octobers.

“Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters.”

Stephen King, Full Dark, No Stars

9. My BIRTHDAYS.
With the entire world wishing me to be happy on that day , can I help not being THE HAPPIEST this day?  Oh I love the attention , the wishes  and of course the gifts that I receive .  I am on top of the world on the 6th of july . ( You see what I did there ? ;). Yes wish me this year 😛 ).
And I feel like I must mention here , that it’s the entire concept of birthdays that make me happy.  Who was the great person  to have thought of it!  I feel like it would be a woman. Am I too sexist ? 😛 . But guys  are just so normal even on birthdays! :P.
Everything looks so beautiful and decorated. then there is that delicious fancy cake 😀

10. The WEIRD STUFF.
okay . I may come across as insane, but there is this one thing that literally makes me so happy , I feel like blessing anyone who comes across.
 You see, with the sweet blood I have, a lot and believe me A LOT of mosquitoes bite me. Specially on my feet.  NO! THIS DOESN’T MAKE ME HAPPY!!.
But when I pour ice cold , chilly water on these bites, it’s a heavenly feeling altogether. And no, don’t put your feet under the tap. Don’t ruin it. Slowly  and slowly. Drop by drop . Treasure the pleasure ,mate!

There I did it.  10 things 😀
Lets see what tomorrow brings . ❤

The cold does bother me O_o

The last time i wrote it was 2015. A year has gone by . Wow *_*.

So lame . Its just the third week, i know. But that kind of first line has an unusual eerie touch to it 😛  , which of course i love !

There are a lot of reasons for such a long hiatus though, You could say excuses , But i will call them reasons.

The very first being my laptop. Man! this thing threw all kinds of tantrums it could . And i had to finally go in for her demands and send it to the repair centre 😉

Then , it was time for me to be back to hostel . Lots and Loads of packing had to be done. Ahh! these five months of stay at home have made me so more patient ,calm and lazy 😀.

But over everything , it was these winters. Urgh. How i hate them. I know i will face public bashing for having said that and of course, will loose some of my friends too. But the truth is Winters are just not my cup of tea.

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Those freezing winds,  the ice cold water, numb fingers and goosebumps everywhere, frighten me so much!!!.

I actually get depressed every time the weatherman reports a further dip in the temperatures. Like seriously how low can you go Ms Winters ??

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The days become shorter, it is dark more often.

There is fog, so much of it. It drives me crazy when i cant look at the hot guy walking in front of me . Sometimes i find out it was just a tree i was leering at  -_- .  😉 .

And to add to my miseries is my recurring and constant cold and cough , which intensifies even if do so much as walk out of my home without a scarf . How delightful that feel is!!!! >.<

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The worst part about winters is that you need to pee so many times a day , and every single time, the chilled toilet seat stings harder!!!!!  😛 😀

O my dear Summer.. Come back soon. <3. You are missed. Terribly :*

Trust me , i haven’t see a movie with a better happy ending than Frozen. I was more elated than Elsa and Anna 😛 😛

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With that prayer in mind, i promise to brave these winters as well and take time out to get out of my blankets and write more frequently. I can do that I think , at least it doesn’t require me to change out of my pyjamas 😀 😀 😀

P.S : Winters, please forgive me  _/\_  😛

 

 

 

Happy Diwali :)

                     HAPPY DIWALI  🙂  

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Well, this time i had to be straight forward. I am too busy and excited to create a whole background for the post. 😛 .
But not too tired to wish all my readers and their families a very Happy Diwali . 🙂 ❤

A festival and tired? well ,that’s how it works 😉

All the sweets that we eat on diwali and all the beautiful  gifts we receive are all preceded by  days of hard work of cleaning the house . Uh-oh , my house is otherwise clean too 😛 , but the diwali spirit definitely brings on an another level of cleanliness freaks in us Indians , trust me 🙂 😛

Diwali is one of the most awaited and biggest , huge (est?) festival of India. It is a symbol of the victory of goodness over evil . So as the folklore goes, Diwali is celebrated because years and years ago  Lord Ram came back to his city of Ayodhya ( after 14 years of exile in forests and freeing his beloved wife Sita from Ravana ) amidst huge fan fare. Sweets were distributed , the city enlightened by lamps and thus continues the tradition today .

Deepawali ( Deep in Hindi means a lamp ) or Diwali is the festival of light. Every nook and corner of the country is lit with colourful lights (since at least a week before). On the day of diwali ,( that means tomorrow, since today is the Diwali eve ) the entire family gathers , exchange gifts, sweets among lots of merriment . In the evening , in every home there is ” Pooja” . People pray to Lord Ganesha (for well being and good life ) and Goddess Lakshmi ( for wealth and prosperity ) . There after the homes are lit with “diyas” and candles . People also make colourful Rangolis outside their homes.
Thereafter , the kids and young adults go out and burst crackers ( which i strongly oppose because of the terrible air and noise pollution :/ ) .

And like we all know , no Indian festival is complete without a sumptuous feast 😛 . Basically for me, its like the best is reserved for the last 😉 . So , there is tasty ,yummy , mouthwatering food   ( I am already drooling for tomorrow , haha 😛  )  with an equally satisfying dessert .

Well , that’s DIWALI for you guys ! 🙂

P.S  This is just a lay (wo)man version of Diwali and its whys’ and hows’ . This will clear your minds if  you are absolutely blank about why we Indians go crazy this time of the year 😛 . DO NOT REFER IT FOR ANY HOME ASSIGNMENTS ;). OR if you are a die-hard-all rituals and reasons and customs  -need-to-be-mentioned type of person .

P.P.S    HAPPY DIWALI 🙂 🙂 . MAY IT BE PROSPEROUS FOR ALL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE  😀 😀 .  ( specially if you are reading my blogs 😉 )