THE PROPOSAL – I

 

To Her ,

I never thought i  would do this. I never thought i would say this, like this. In front of the whole world.

But then , since i have met you nothing has happened the  way i thought it would.

I have rarely got a chance to think and plan the next hour of my life, forget planning my life instead.

You don’t meet the criteria i set for my life partner and i don’t think you ever can . You are not tall enough, you are not fair enough and to worsen it all you have the weirdest sense of fashion.

But you have done things , which no one else did. And i don’t think they ever can.

You have filled my black, blue and grey life with colours. I now feel white, orange, pink , red , yellow , green  (and all the other shades i can’t even differentiate in reality )

You have made me happy. Sometimes in ways, i didn’t know it existed and sometimes when i didn’t want too ( stop eavesdropping and laughing on other’s talks. okay? ).  I have laughed till my stomach hurt, I have cried while laughing in moments and places that I shared with you.

You have made me angry. I had never felt such intense rage before. Today my blood boils if you even try to mockingly pity yourself.  You, of all people, should know your value and no one in this world  can let you feel lesser than the amazing charm you are. Not even you. ( Maybe, sometimes the guard outside your building can. Until you stop jumping through the walls.)

You have made me strong. (Not physically. You need to learn things about that from me though ). You have made me believe in myself , in all twists and turns. Your ways  have been weird though , just like you. But you have been the sole motivation (and irritation too, sometimes baby)  in my hardest times.

You have made me weak. The very thought of loosing you , of never being able to hear your endless chatter and  that crackling laughter( please learn to laugh like a lady) , pains me. And that pain is indescribable . But i know where it pains. Right here , in the centre of my ribs. As if someone , just took everything from my inside and left air that weighs more than a billion stones.

Its not that i wont find the girl of my criteria ( i am a superstar, i know ). I don’t want her.

I want you.

You might not want me back. And that’s okay. Because you don’t deserve anything less than the best. And if i am not the best for you, i don’t want you to want me.

I say this today in front of the whole world, because i want the world to know. That you darling , are a Gem. The most precious gem this world will ever see.  You are to be kept safe, close to the heart and protected at all cost.

And if and only if, you feel that i am worthy enough, I,  ask you to be the gem of my life.  To spread light and love in my world, in ways just you can do.

It would of, course not be an easy journey. Because while you might be a gem, you are a stubborn piece.  And so am I. And i am one stubborn ass. But no one said it would be Easy. All they said, is that , It would be worth it. 

From Him

Loving it ??

DAY 11 :

Love is in the air everywhere I look around
Love is in the air every sight and every sound

 

And i mean this literally. Word by word.

With exams over and a few hours of relief before other presentations, i was lying in my room ,randomly surfing the world wide web. Its a web actaully! takes you ages and low battery or no Wifi to come out of it! 😛

Anyways, there i was using Facebook , Instagram , Pinterest  all simultaneously. It was when this thought struck me.
The world is stuck.
Yes , We may be delivering Beers to our friends via drones ! 😛 , but still every other quote or post you come across  today is about one thing only. LOVE.

Take a really pretty picture of either a couple or a landscape, throw in some heavy words , add the Moon and waves to it and there you have a new creation . About how love is a blessing. Or about how love is depressing! 

The entire world around has focussed its attention to just one facet of the magic called LOVE.  There is a guy, a girl , they love , they go apart and so on so forth. 
And this makes me laugh! Sometimes i do get really irritated too , but being the girl I am, i just laugh about it 😛

Is this ALL it is?
By all means NO!  I feel we all must stand up and tell the younger generation this is not all loving is about.  Love is not so black and white. And definitely , Love is not restricted.
Then what is, you may ask? 

Well , I believe love is when you return home after a long time and your pet can’t wait to be all over you. 

Love is when you not  only let your sibling irritate you ,but you also do their work after it ❤

Love is when your mother listens to you complain about the whole world and then makes you cookies to cheer you up . 

Love is when your father tries to act all c-o-o-l and funny in family gatherings 😛 

Love is when you make your teacher proud.

Love is when you listen your friend cry . Love is when you tease your friends and make them cry  !
Love is to get lost in that book , all curled up  and cosy . 

Love is the freedom to live your life your way . 😀 

Love is when you watch all episodes of a series at a stretch and get lost in that fantasy world. 

Love is dancing with your friends. Love is being possessive about your friends  😛

Love is sudden plans and tasty food. 
 Love is cheering for your home team , from 1000 miles away , through a television screen! 😀 

Yes the feeling of growing close to that special someone, getting lost in their thoughts and talks, wanting to spend every moment of your life with them is nothing less than a magical blessing. It is indeed love. ❤ .

Love is caring. Love is caring ( Cheesy enough?  😛 )

So go on , live a loving life. Laugh a lot, cry less , be happy . Fall in love, fall out of love <3.
Because there are no limits to LOVE  😀

P.S As far as I am concerned , Love is knowing that two ladies are upset from me as i won’t be able to meet them , before I head off to another city next week . Ayushi , Mini ❤ 😀 

Peppiness level : Fan girling !!

If you read my last post Such Is Life ( read it if you didn’t😋 ) you get an idea about my mood a few hours back.
Yes I was upset about certain things really close to my heart not happening the way they should have .
But writing it all out and reading nice words by my friends from blogosphere did cheer me up😘😊😇

So all I had to do now was pep up my mood.

And that’s easy. Either start swiping through the photo collection on my phone ( a really nice ,mean , sarcastic collection I have 😏) or do some research work on the laptop.

And yes this research work in real world is called Fan-Girling .😂😍💃
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Now for me there two ways to do my deep study
1. Binge watch
2. Social media stalking which basically means Pinterest😂

There are certain facts that should be cleared right at this stage:
1.  In real life I am ( or plan to be actually) a one man woman 👫
2. All the feelings I henceforth declare are for the character and not for the actor. I mean i do like the actor, but it’s the character that drives me crazy.

Coming back to the point,there are these three men who can sweep me off to the wonderland any and every time of the day. 😍
All they have to do is appear. Works fine even on the screen.!

So lets begin . In no particular order though. I don’t differentiate among the love for my men 😂😂

  • Damon Salvatore. (The Vampire Diaries)

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    This man is the definition of sexy.
    And the blue eyes of Ian only make it superlative😍
    The way he looks at Elena makes me go week in the knees.!
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    He is mean for the world and would kill anyone from this world who even thinks of harming his loved ones. Yes,he may kick his brother once or twice but nobody else has the right to even pick as much as one hair from Stefan’s body.
    His quick witty comebacks and those smooth smirks…who has the power to resist those? 😉
    And oh the hurt he keeps within himself. Trying to be the bad guy always. Turning out to be the saviour always .
    Remember the season finale he died? I remember it so well. Was literally unable to eat or sleep that day !

  •  Harvey Specter ( Suits)
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                                                         He is as suave as the word itself.

    His confidence turns me on 😉.
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    Polished,poised,charming the dictionary falls short of adjectives for him.
    Atleast mine does. 😍

    He has raised the bars of my expectations from my future boss too high😂.

    And have you seen his apartment? I would give anything to wake up with that view ! 😉


Call it crazy or not , I had once even planned my entire journey to Harvard last year 😂😂. 

 

  • Stefan Salvatore (The Vampire Diaries )
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    As sweet as sugar and every thing nice …la la la la aaaa llaa 😍😘

    Okay, if looks could kill , Stefan would have been responsible for my death a few years ago 😂.

    I really wonder if he is too good to be even real in a fictional show.
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    Like seriously, a vegetarian Vampire ? That’s such an ” aawww” moment😇😂

    Stefan never had to speak much.

    His eyes and smile told me of his love 😉😂

    Man! Leave apart a vampire ,I am dating an alien if it’s him 👽

Why do I like them? And why do they pep up my mood?

Well it’s very simple.

These men are too perfect to exist in real life . ❤

Watching them and getting lost in them gives me a much needed break from all the reality I need to face.
And when I am back , I have this new positivity and hope inside me.😃.
Or if not I have my one billion dollar smile back with me 😀😀 ( what?……Me? …..  Self obsessed…no !!! 😂😂😂)

P.S Seeing my blog post over and over again myself! Drooling all the way 😛 😛

 

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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Officially Welcomed: the Liebster Award!!

Hello everyone 😀

A few hours late, thanks to a “story writing competition” i took part in. Yes it was called END SEMESTER EXAMS .  😛

Anyways, Today is the day to be happy and proud. And Happy again. 😀
I have been officially welcomed to the blogosphere by my fellow bloggers Manahaal (She Reflects Blog ) and Unnati (Stories from my diary ❤ ) 😀 . (Do check out their blogs 🙂 )

They have both nominated me for THE LIEBSTER AWARD !! 😀 . Thank you so much ladies . 🙂

Now for the unknown , The Liebster Award is given out by bloggers to fellow bloggers who are new to the blogging community . Obviously , if you appreciate the blog :D.

The Rules of the Game :
1. Acknowledge the blogger(s) who nominated you. 
2. Provide 10 random facts about yourself .
3. Answer the 11 questions that you have been asked. 
4. Nominate 5-11 other newbie bloggers , you find interesting.
5. Ask them 11 Questions. 
And so the process continues . 

So ,well, Let’s begin  😀

Facts about me . I would rather call them as DISCLAIMERS! : 

1. The very basics : I am an almost 22  year old girl ( woman? ) from India. 🙂
2. Still a student. 
3. I will always prefer drinking over eating. Fruit juices and Lassi that is. 😉 
4. I love to Brush my teeth. The fresh after taste is superb 😛
5. A true Cancerian woman I am : Friendly, Sensitive , Caring , Moody and really sexy ! 😛
6.I sleep with the pillow above my head.
7. I can be a very mean Grammar Nazi sometimes. 😉
8.I have watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S for an infinite number of times. 
9.I love to do the Dhinchak Bollywood dance. If there’s music around, You can’t stop me mate !
10. The Full Moon is my idea of beauty 🙂

Well , time to answer your questions :D.

Usually people have 11 questions to answer, but being the lucky girl with 2 nominations I have 22 to go. 
Hope you read it all ! 😀

1.Who are you ? ( In one sentence only) : I am the girl you  always find staring at something (someone actually 😉 )
2.Do you believe education is same as learning? : NO. You learn a lot from heart-breaks ! 😛
3.If you could start over, what would you change? : I have a very lousy way of sitting. I would definitely improve my posture .
4.Who is your favourite person? : Phoebe Buffay. Only if she was real.
5. What is something people would be surprised to know about you? : Surprises are surprising ,if they come out as planned. So sshh!!!
6. Favourite author and their best book? : No favourite author. But a very favourite book. Gone with the wind ❤
7. If given a chance to be invisible , what would you do ? : Definitely , burglary!
8.Would you rather only be able to whisper or be able to shout? : Whisper . And carry a loud speaker always.
9.What is happiness for you ? : My mother’s happiness.
10.Would you rather be able to open your mouth or never be able to close your eyes? : Open my mouth. I want to sleep with my eyes closed.
11.Your inspiration and why so ? : Calvin from Calvin and hobbes. Why ? See here :Of roles and Models
12. What’s your favourite food? : I am not a One food woman ;). But my sister’s favourite is Dal Makhani. So that’s like national food for my family 😛
13.Your favourite song ? : ” Neele Neele ambar par” ..la la la laaa
14. Are you studying to become what you want to or what your parents want you to become? : Well , i am studying what my parents want to become what i want to become. Rich . 🙂
15.If given a chance to go on a date with a celebrity , who would that be ? : Hands down .SHAHRUKH KHAN . ❤
16.Define success : The feeling you get when you think your efforts have been rewarded.
17. Are you happy with your life ?: Yes. But who doesn’t want a little more ? 😉
18. What’s your favourite memory as a child? : Getting ready for school 🙂
19. What is the biggest achievement of your life till now ? : Making it to IIM Ahmedabad.
20. What’s your life’s purpose? : To make sad people happy 😀
21. Who came first , the egg or the chicken ? Explain the reason. : The chicken.  Because Chandler Bing said so 😛 
22. How do you handle negative people? : By making weird faces at them. And then Writing about it . 🙂

Yayy. Did it 😀

Now for the almost last part, I nominate the following bloggers 🙂

  • Vyomika singh
  • Jamie Gibson
  • Shubdha Kulkarni
  • Khan’s Lantern
  • Awkward Babble
  • Debbie Studios
  • Over analysing literature (P.S  I don’t know if all of you are new bloggers but i have come across your blog recently and would love to know you more : )Alrighty guys , Here are your questions . Have Fun 🙂

    1. Are you a morning person or a night person ?
    2. Whose birthday after yours are you really excited about ?
    3. Would you exchange your life with some one else? Who would it be?
    4. What is your ultimate time travel destination?
    5. would you want to change your name? To what?
    6.Ever slapped a person in public? Wanted to ?
    7. The Best day of your life till now?
    8. Your favourite dish?
    9 . A tagline for yourself :
    10 . The last line of your biography would be?

    That’s it people. Thank you for being such a patient reader.
    Go on , share your opinions about me now 😀 😀

 

 

 

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 band-aid

 

“Go, put a band aid on that before you bathe. You will scratch it otherwise.” Mom shouted from the kitchen.

And without even looking up from my pillow I reverted back ” I can’t find it mom. Forget it . ”

As if she could. She came stomping all the way. Took the band aid out and put it on my pinky finger. Of course , her background dialogues continued..but who was listening ?

 

Only if she could forget it that day. Or the other days. Only if she would not care that much. Only if she had left me to fend off for myself.

At least I would know what to do now. Without her. Lost in this world. Next to this man. My legally wedded husband. With these scars I have from our daily routine. Of him drinking. And of me being thrashed around.

Could any band aid fill the pain? Could any medicine help?

Only if she was here. To tell me what to do. I promise to do it by myself .

 

Just before that drop of water tried escaping my eye yet another day, I got up.  Not one more tear for this man. For this life.

I need my band aid.

 

I need my mom.

 

I need to go to her.”

 

That’s all the note said. It was as lifeless as the body next to it. May she find her band aid soon.

A Secret I hold..

Finally  , i did get bored of being sarcastic all along .

yeah , just kidding . 😛

I have never earlier mentioned that i have a thing for love ❤

More so ,  a thing for match making and stuff. It gives me immense satisfaction if i ever am able to do something for friends hopelessly in love.  In my case, it happens really often.  😀

So well , here is a note from a friend of mine dedicated to the girl of his dreams.

Yes its fictional .

And yes i wrote it.

 

“And each time I tried harder. Harder to stay away. Harder to not even look at her. And each time she won me over. When she walked into the room , may be it was just me or may be it was real.. I could hear angels sing their happy song in the sway of her walk..i would sense magic..her aura was as mystical as her smell. Just like those dew covered roses blooming in the fresh breeze of dawn.  Oh! What would she do to me??

Staring at her from here, so far away when all I want to do is touch her. Feel that skin. To see if its real. If it actually glows. If it’s actually as silky. Oh no no..i wouldn’t even hold her. Just touch her. Her hands. Her  pink cheeks. Her hair. Her neck. Her little red nose.  Just touch her.

Obviously I won’t. She doesn’t even know I exist. Yes we have talked and yes we are classmates. She doesn’t know that even I exist on her admirers list ( if someone some where was maintaining that). And I don’t want her to know too. Not now. What if she thinks of me as the other guys ? I ain’t like them. I don’t think cheap of her ever. Just divine.

And I am no one in her life to explain her this. And neither do I have the words yet. Maybe this distance was just fine. Good for us.

Only , it killed me everytime.

It kills me inside as I sit here obsessing over her and thinking of  all the time being wasted.

Should I let her know?

Or should I let her see? But…how would I show?”