BE SHAANDAR ;)

There are certain dreams that are beyond the reach

But do not let this custom breach the trust in yourself

For you have the superpowers to achieve every insurmountable obstacle

Yes there are gonna be setbacks

Yes there are gonna be failures

People say it takes a lot of strength to let go of the things you love the most

But I say use that strength to show these people how u can conquer the passion that has been driving you crazy

The goals which push you to risk your security

Those experiences will offer you  maturity

I know its tough to attain

But honey, lets face it , its even tougher to maintain

So go ….go ahead and dream on …..

Don’t let the world say that the battle in your head cant ever be won

Always go that extra mile

For its never crowded at the top

Keep shining

Keep smilingJ

THE UNAPPOLOGETIC STALKER

it was a usual normal day for me {for a change...hehehee}...but destiny doesn't like me leading a NORMAL life...so therefore for its sole entertainment purposes , it presents me with a variety of twists and turns.
so, my so called normal day began with me getting up at 6, freshening up and going to the lovely garden outside my home to get some fresh air. as I started walking in the peaceful jogging comlex with my headphones on listening back to back hits of selena gomez....{mannn...shes so amazing!}
while walking...specifically in my colonys garden wasn't an easy task...u had to greet EVERY DAMN PERSON u meet...thankfully...only its just a bunch of old fellows..the uncles and aunties who leave no stone unturned t remind me thet how as a baby I used to wet my pants in their lap or scream with joy while looking at a baby pup...{no matter I still do that..OH NO ..NO NO NO not wetting the pants thing but chasing small puppies, cats and squirrels in my park..trust me they are adorable creatures with sparkling eyes , wagging tails and waiting for me to feed them bread and milk..while my mum shouts in the background" COME BACK RIGHT NOW, I GAVE THAT MILK TO U NOT TO THAT STUPID DOG..." and when I don't listen ..the typical Punjabi mom takes the loud Punjabi avtar and screams" TU AIDHAR AA...MERI GAL NU MAAN LE NI TEH EK CHIDHAD PADEGA SAARA DHOODH NIKAL JANNA HAI...AITHE.....ABHI!"

AND when mum speaks Punjabi it means its high time before I get a slipper thrown at me....please don't get my mum wrong...shes the sweetest person ull ever come across in ur life but the point is she doesn't like dogs that much and from "THAT MUCH " I MEAN....very very much...
whenever me and my sister plead for a pet she just has one response " EITHER ME OR PET"

{ PS ab we cant choose pet even if we want so we reluctantly say no mum...how could u say that and the conversation is ended there and then}

okay so I again deviated from the topic .......now I was listening to my music and oblivious of any thing around me I kept on wiggling my neck and shake my hands...{ come on who wont dance to CHITTIYAN KALIYAN}....so unconsciously I was dancing in my head ....
out of nowhere I felt I was being followed....that creepy feeling suddenly crept into me...its like I immediately sensed something wrong but obviously I was so fear stricken to look around back to see who was following me...I lowered the volume a bit and kept on walking....I heard those giant footsteps with heavy breath was continuing to be behind my back....but I was really scared to do anything...
I decided to walk a little faster but I realized that gradually those footsteps were now nearing quite quick
it was really a harrowing experience for me...such a thing had never happened before..though all those defense training tips were coming into my mind but I really had no courage and go up to him and use it...it was a feeling that it was my last day on earth and there was no way I could escape it....even chanting the hanuman chalisa didn't help much

after 5 mins I saw that the stalker was gone..like vanished...disappeared into nowhere
I breathe out a sigh of relief....
"thanku hanumanji..u saved me....thankyu thanku thanku itta saara" I thanked him 1000 times...



AND THEN...I SAW EVERYONE IN THE PARK FREEZE...I CUDNT HEAR THE COMMOTION THAT WAS GOING ON AS MUSIC WAS BLARING INTO MY EARS...

I TURNED AROUND AND A SAW MY NEIGHBOURHOOD UNCLE WAVING TOWARDS ME ASKING ME TO FREEZE....I took out my headphones .asking" what happened uncleji"
he screamed " beta Dario mat...bas mudio naa..hum abbhi ate hain ..just freeze ok?..he will do no harm" AND THATS WHATS CALLED HUMAN TENDENCY..I DID EXACTLY THAT WAS DENIED TO ME AND INSTRUCTED TO ME TO NOT DO....I TURNED AROUND AND

















"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH   MUMMMYYYYYY PAPPPAAAAAA...MUMMMYYYY"i was screaming at the top of my lungs


IT WAS THE STALKER...HIS EYES WERE BLOODY RED...AND HE HELD A TWIG IN FRONT OF ME....HIS HAIRY SKIN MADE HIM LOOK NO LESS THAN A MONSTER...






 an hour later I was lying on my bed with my parents and neighbours surrounding me..it felt surreal..i thought I was going to heaven...BLOODY HELL!!
 they covered me as they do in old hindi movies, I slowly got up , opened my eyes and apparently I had fainted out of shock...I pinched myself to confirm that I was still alive and the stalker didn't kill me...
" beta ji...apko kaha tha na darne ko...ap to chillane hi lage" the uncle said perplexed
" but uncle...the stalker..the stalker..." I choked  and started coughing....mum bought me some water
" beta ji, wo bechare stalker ko tumne hi dara dia"
" did I?"
" yes u did...by the way the mcd has now taken him into custody...hes locked in a cage"
" WHAT? CAGE?
"han betaji, ek BANDAR KO AUR KAHAN BAND KARENGE?"





and I put my face into my hands and giggled shyly out of the embarrassment...AFTER ALL..IT WAS A LITTLE MONKEY and we all began laughing at my stupidity


THANKU DESTINY FOR SCREWING ME UP
:P
ENJOY LIFE....STAY STRONG
KEEP SMILIMG:)

THE ACCIDENTAL DATE PART 2

heyaaa....
excited for the part 2?! ME TOO!!

lets bring it on!

so now we will be introducing two new characters

BHAVNA, 19
the little miss practical who is against having emotions
is on a Gandhi-british fight with her grandparents

ALEX THE LION,22
son of albert Einstein as previously told
is in india for an internship at some space institute...[ can someone ask him to please take me for a ride in the rocker...PLEASSSEEE!!]

13 SEPT
9 AM
AFTER THE 1ST LECTURE


" I don't believe this...dara blocked me...hes such a bastard!" riya was crying
[god its so hard to see someone cry...where on one hand riya was crying , I on the other hand was thinking how many more litres was she planning to shed as the tissues were now vanishing with every passing second....I thought it would be better not to open my mouth else these guys will definitely kick me off]

"but what happened?" bhavna and vibu asked
"hona kya tha....gadhe ka bachaa itti highfi English sun k darr gya hoga " shivi said
"but why the hell he blocked u?" sexy enquired
" I don't know guys...I called him up...but he aint even picking my call...now what...my lbd...my shoes..my makeup, all has gone waste....I will never get somebody in my life..i am so ugly..." she began wailing more loudly

[UGLY?? seriously riya...have u almost forgotten about the guy who chased u around for 2 months after the blind date u had with him? or 155 likes on ur pic...out of which 154 are guys!!.....UFF THESE GIRLS I TELL U!]

suddenly her phone beeps

its DARAA"  riya screamed
"WHAT! PICK UP" all of us said
"noo...I am not going to ...its my turn to show the ego"
" are u kidding me riya...2 secs ago..hes so cute..i miss him and now return of the kuttiya,the bitch!" snapped bhavna
"ok fine" riya admitted


" hello"
" hi riya"
" hi"
"hw are u?" he asked  [ god even the boys are so dumb...dude what do u expect..the ladys been crying ganga jamuna for u and u have the audacity to ask how she is...please don't tell me u expect her to say..i am so happy..jumping from the Eiffel tower wanna come?]
" fine....so what happened?" she enquired
" look riya..don't get me wrong ... I DIDNT BLOCK U.. it was an accident..actually my brother cme home late drunk last night..and in the heat of the moment he blocked all my friends" he tried explaining [ ok so now hes got a family of drug addicts which riya was gushing over and had plans of marrying into the dara family]
" oh....are u speaking the truth?" she softly asked
" yes and as far as our date was concerned I am sorry I cant carry it forward too..please don't get me in other way..its just that we don't know each other and frankly I was really intimidated by u"
" okay" she was now replying in monosyllables  [ guys one piece of advice..when the girl starts responding in one word...it clearly means WARNING....ABOUT TO BLAST ANYTIME SOON IF U DONT USE UR BLOODY BRAIN]
" I hope we are cool now?" he asked
" yeah yeah"
" cool then..lets just stick being friends."
"bye"
"bye"



2 mins silence





arghhhhhhhhhhhhh.....aeinnnnnnn....soon the whole college was hearing different types of cries
riya was banging the table and kept cursing the boy
me and tina were sitting across the table but had to rush over her else she was about to flood the whole classroom
" I thought love was in the air" riya squealed
" what love? only nitrogen oxygen and carbon dioxide is in the air" tina said
" oh u forgot the micro-pollutants and water vapour " I quipped in
" THROW THEM OUT OF THE CLASS" riya shouted
" guys whats wrong with u...how can u be so heartless ...look at riya she needs us" bhavna said
" NO SHE NEEDS BRAIN WHICH IS SERIOUSLY NOT WORKING" adu and tina cried
"But guys last night he sent me a beautiful song...jeene laga hun pehle se zyada" riya told us
" kyun be ...pehle zombie tha kya ?" shivi smirked
I began laughing uncontrollably.....sexys stare asked me to get out of the room, finish the laughing stock and then enter
" but I felt ki that song was made for us" riya wailed
" right and chaar bottle vodka was made for me" shivu winked
" abbe stop crying like a girl....pagal ye soch bala tali...use to extrovert ka meaning bhi nhi pta tha ...kitna dumb tha" vibu said
" riya ENOUGH....if u r done crying and finishing almost 2 damn tissue boxes and 1 large chocolate icecram which u didn't bother sharing...then listen to me....its not ur life, stand up, move forward, achieve everything u want, don't run after people for god sake" I finally made a speech

everyone was staring at me as if  a bhooo ghost [ a type of ghost which is created by me and adu]
had entered my body and given me exactly the right words to speak


" yeah...maybe" riya faintly smiled
" that doesn't mean ki we have forgiven u of eating 180rs large bucket of icecream all alone" adu giggled


AND WE ALL BEGIN TO LAUGH.....







2 weeks later
"GODDAMN U GUYS...RIYA AND ADU ARE WAITING FOR US AT THE STATION ...MOVE FASTER" I SAID not realizing ki we 5 were stuck in an auto....they had been waiting for 60 mins and surprisingly none of them pestered to call...I was getting worried as riya always called even if we were 15 secs late
" bhaiya zara jaldi chaliya na" vibu and I pleaded
" madam auto hai...rocket nhi h" he reprimanded
" buffalo ki aankh" shivi screamed

so after 20 minutes we reach the station and and we found no trace of riya ad adu
I was seriously freaking out....they were alwys the first ones coming running to us and abusing whenever we were late ...but now I couldn't see them
" lets see in café coffee day...maybe wahan hon" bhavna suggested
" abbe inn kuton k pas paise honge nhi...ccd m jhak marne gye honge kya? impossible"
" THERE THEY ARE!" vibu and tina screamed
" ye GADHE ccd m kya karrhe hain...paise kahan se aye inke paas...?" sexy commented

so there riya an adu were sitting with a firang guy....WHAT! FIRANG? I rubbed my eyes twice
riya was wearing her lbd and peep toes and sipping on cold coffee

" f***....ab isne kisko pataliya?" shivu cursed
shivu took my hand and we entered inside ccd while the rest waited outside
" welcome to ccd...what wud u like to have?"
" chutiyapa se mukti....dila skta hai?" shivu was screaming

riya still hadn't noticed us...she was BLOODILY ENGROSSED

" riya we are getting late" shivu screamed ...nobody took notice[ whenever shivu tries to pick an accent I swear its the most funniest thing u will ever hear]
" abbe hindi m bol" I tried sarcasm
' good idea"
for a moment I thot she was making sarcasm out of my stupid idea but within 10 secs I realized she was shouting in pure hindi" RIYA ..HUME DERI HORHI HAI..YATRI APKI PAREEKSHA KARRHE HAIN..KRIPYA JALDI COFFEE THOOSYI OR FIRANGAN KO ALVIDA KAHIYE"


2 MIN SILENCE....THE WHOLE AFE WENT QUITE AND THEY WERE LOOKING AT US AS IF WE WERE SOME ALIENS LET LOOSE....AND BELIEVE ME EVERY DAMN SINGLE PERSON WAS LOOKING AT US!

I held shivus hand and ran out of the café to not face further embarrassment
after 5 mins riya came out beaming
" GUYS GUESS WHAT...WHO GOT ALEXS NUMBER? AND UMM A DATE WITH HIM...MEEEEEE"
" guys guess what who is going to get beaten and abused in the middle of the metro station....RIYAA" SHIVU screamed
and we all ran after her and I was running the last in the row acoz of just 1 reason: MY STUPID UNCONTROLLABLE LAUGHTER which made the copassengers scared and adu to spill the rest of her coffee on the securitys clothes....and now all we had to do was LAUGH AND RUN

I hope u enjoyed our little roller coaster ride...please feel free to share ur experiences...I love to hear from u...and don't forget to COMMENT AND KEEP SMILING:)

 

THE ACCIDENTAL DATE

"once upon a time there lived a small little princess......she waited for a prince charming...."
"err...wait...LETS F*** the princess and get straight to the damn point nishi....u r such a kiddo baby" cried riya






lets stop and lemme tell u wats going on....this story is not about a princess nor a prince
its about a girl riya and her friends and how they find a suitable ..."{well see along how suitable he is :p } guy for her. before that ..lets c the character sketch


RIYA SAHINI,19, bipolar
typical punjabi version of kajol in k3g..
the girl who was born with a speaker in her throat
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single and very much desperate to mingle...{just make sure the guy has good english else , boy u r in a hell lot of trouble}


SHIVU,19
anorexic...makes the worlds best CHEESE SANDWICH {oh wait that was her mum }
JAT,proficient in 4 languages
1 english
2 hindi
3 sarcasm
4 profanity
MOTTO: if i dont insult u that means i dont like u { so basically she loves me the most in this world:p}
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: recently broke up with her 3rd boyfriend..is on a hunt for a new man who can feed her atleast 2 pizzas [cheeseburst] a day


SEXY,19
binge eater, way too lazy
worlds best cake baker{please place her orders...c sexy m doing publicity for u baby:p}
loves antique jewellery....sometimes can be mistaken as a tantrik
RELATIONSHIP STATUS; looking out for some rich tyagi...{tyagi boys please try ur luck:p}

ADU,19, the girl who takes leave from college bcoz her boyfriends little finger got swollen
full of psychological history...way too cute {until she opens her mouth and tries having a competition with me in eating kulcha roles}
loves writing the most depressing poems which somehow amazes all of us
has an amazing memory{still she forgets where she last kept her iphone}
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: dont even bother asking..its written COMPLICATED everywhere
she loves him one moment and the next is on  a world war 3 with him


TINA,20
will make a perfect mother in law some day
speaks clear truth even it means kicking someones ass off
loves eating therefore i luv her too
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: same as mine...loves books more than boys:p..NOT INTERESTED


VIBU,19
doesnt speak much...
loves drama...very sweet
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: NO COMMENTS


DARA, the problematic guy,21
a rich spoilt brat whom riya falls for{ god damn it..cudnt she find a bttr one}
is a 3 yr psychology student but still doesnt know who an extrovert is {wait mr dara till u meet riya ,

for whom the definition of extravert was made}

ALEX, THE LION{ok dont get me wrong hes not a lion..i prefer to call him ..u will understand why if yu have seen the movie MADAGASCAR...if not...dont even try decoding..hehee}
the socializable firang....or shud i call him the accidental BAIT
resides in germany..is the son of albert einstein...[ dude he is doing his majors in mathematics..its not a joke, i cant even calculate 2+2..ok fine thats too much i can do itna toh:p]









12 sept 2015
2 lecture
" OH MY GOD ... OH MY GOD I DONT BELIVE DIS ...DARA ASKED ME OUT " Riya freaked out as soon as i came out of the lecture hall
" shut up riya...u asked him out bitch" shivi counterattacked
"not again riya" i and tina said together
"wats wrong with u..how could u go out with someone whom u just met a day back...mummy se poocha" i enquired
" isko bahar nikalo...24 ghante mummy mummy" sexy snapped at me
"aww...so cute " adu gushed


" guys hello? remember my first date..i gotta prepare for it" riya bought us back
"ohkay checklist
u need a lbd
a peep toe heel
some goodmake up
and a good hair day" our style guru sexy advised



"WHAT? NOW!" they all glared at me as i stared at them as  a complete fool coz i couldnt understand  a single word
" tuhe bas khana samjh m ata h ..rehne de..tumse na hopaega" shivi commented
"baby...lbd is a dress peep toes are shoes ...ab smjha baby?" sexy comforted me
" toh direct bolna tha na ki u need clothes and sport shoes...kitta dimaag kharab krte ho yaar" i beamed at my so called intelligence
"riya...dont worry MISSION DARA IS ON" adu came to her full bollywood mode

so after classes sexy n shivu took riya to shopping at edm ...they purchased the most elegant dresses and shoes...OH DONT U WORRY ABOUT THE MOOLAH...RIYA WILL DO ANYTHING TO IMPRESS DARA
after her shopping and saloon spree...she FINALLY called me up in the evening ..i was eating { as usual} and writing my practical { again as usual :p}
"nishi baby ...i m so excited"
"hmm"
"i hope he likes the dress"
"hmm"
"he will na? i hope it aint too short"{ i will kick her in the ass if she asks it again!..its 116th time she asked me this}
"hmm"
"u listening to me?"
"hmm"
" u noe u need some communication manners...u lack them"
"hmm"
"WHAT THE...." and she stopped ..she knew how much i hated abuses ..
"nishi..please say something naa"
" wat riyaa...wat shud i say...i say dont waste ur time on such stupid things..bt u arnt gonna listen are u? .."
"nishi....i want someone who can handle me" {ok can someone tell me how to get out of the phone and kick her ass ...PLEASEEEE!! shes not listening to me man!...just not bothered ....and now she wants someone who can handle her...WHY? is she a zoo animal who needs handling?!}
i decided to keep my comments to myself and got back eating
"nishiiiii...i need a person who is caring,sweet,whom i can dominate" riya wailed
"jaa..kutta leaa" shivi suddenly propped up from nowhere
"guys...cmon be xcited"
"ye saare guys are same riya...." tina pitched in
"to kisne bola sabko try krne ko...ek hi ko pakad na" sexy laughed off
"all d best riya" vibu too replied
"oh ..nishi..wens the test on poverty?"vibu asked
"next week..kuch start ni kia yaar"
"INN DONO KO GROUP SE BAHAR NIKALOOO" riya and shivu screamed
"yaar how should i begin ..i mean hi hello...fir?" riya asked
"fir kya....wo tujhse poochega ...do u like me n then tu bolna"just as friends" " tina was upteem with her awesome comments
"seriously idk wen did a ufo dropped and dumped all thses stupid people and now they have let these aliens loose and apparently that ufo aint coming back" sexy quipped targeting at me and vibu
"GUYS...BACK TO ME!" riya said
"oh yeah...so all set?" adu asked
"hmm...but i am not sleepy..i dont noe y" riya blushed
"abbey zyada pyar vaar ka natak mat kr..tu dopahar m khub soti h!" shivi sarcasm was at the level best
" gunnite guys...its 10:30 ...sleeping time " i said n retired to bed
"ekyahan isko neend nhi arhi doosra salaa kumbhkaran ki dukan...jaa bey" sexy said
"gunnite baby" adu said




11:45
MISSION DARA ABORTED
RIYA LEFT
SHIVU LEFT
SEXY LEFT.....so basically a panic call woke me up...riya...was crying...DARA HAD BLOCKED HER
okay so in the middle of my sleep i get a call where all her dream plans almost shattered
"its ok riya...he was a jerk" sexy tried calming her
"abbey tereko pehle hi bola tha shaadi tak k plan mat soch" tina sighed
" noo...maine to bacho k naam bhi soch lie the..he shattered me...i m so broken" riya wailed
i started laughing in my sleep....2 bacho ki planning like seriously... u goota kidding me
unfortunately they heard my giggles
" omg...dont be so insensitive re" adu said
"maine kaha hai isko nikalo grp se" shivu was convinced that i had lost my brainsss...
"riya..u will find some one better tha him" tina said
"aww..riyu....uske saamne kam english jhadni thi na...ab koi ni...insaan galtiyon se seekhta h" shivi tried supporting
admist all this i was snoring...and suddenly woke up wen riya was screaming and wailing on the reciever
' guys i have a good idea...lets sleep over it...n kl milke lets c..ok? riya its all ok...sojaa"
"cool'
"done"
"sure"
" i miss him" riya said

SLEEP RIYA! all of screamed at her....




by the way i am very sure we all have a hetrogeneous mixture of friends who make u laugh, cry, and wat not...and these stupid things that riya is crying on now...trust me after 1o years wen she will have her chuunu munnu running around with a rich guy [as she dreams] , she will have a hell lot of time laughing at her own self

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TILL THEN
SAYONARA
KEEP SMILING:)

THE PERFECTLY IMPERFECT DAUGHTER

THE PERFECTLY IMPERFECT DAUGHTER

“enough!” I screamed

“this is high time now …..you are really taking advantage of my goodness?” mom shrieked

GOODNESS? Seriously…what is the goodness is continuously dragging ur daughter into an unnecessary conversation which is gonna end in “I am not gonna talk to you until I die” and the next minute turn to her and say “bhook lagi h”.

Before you form any judgment about me that how ruthless as I a daughter I am let me tell u , this is not the ONLY adjective I describe for myself….my dad uses even a better one …its called “HOPELESS” with stupid giggles in the background with my lil sister…whose not ACTUALLY THAT LITTLE.

“how many times….how many times do I have to explain u to keep ur shoes on the rack, bag in the cupboard and bread in the fridge…..its like I am talking to the walls” my mum complained

“she DOES hve a figure of that of a wall, large and heavy…” my sister commented

“hey…u …mind ur own business….buzz off” I snapped back…sometimes my sister is such a pain in the ass….with all that stupid drama she tries to create huh

Anyways lets listen to some more amazing defects in me

“u don’t even know how to make simple chapattis ….what more should I expect of you…” mum was almost screaming

“look , its not that I cant …its just I don’t want to…why do u always shift to the cooking thing..its for stupid girls” and suddenly I realized that this comment had made both my mum and sis go complete bonkers and the look on their faces said “GO TALK TO DAD”

SHIT

So I enter my dads study [I feel like a criminal , the way he is removing his specs and both the ladies standing behind him as if to say”BANISH HER”

“ok …umm can u guys be a little less dramatic , hey u” I signaled my sister

“yes u….why are u here? Go out” I ordered …I didn’t want my sister to look at the parade that was just going to begin.

“I am here to see the entertainment” she laughed me off

[pathetic! She was so not sympathetic forget supportive….and I glared back in her eyes giving her the last warning to back off as I couldn’t say anything in front of dad lest all the blame would end up on me which was oh-not-so-cool]

“listen….”my dad began in his grim voice..[get ready for the next 2 hours…I consoled myself]

“I heard what ur mum said…u r not at all helping with the household work…”

“yeah….but I am not interested” I casually replied

“look  everyone has to work to make a house run properly , the same way a cars tyres work together…we too have to support each other”

I started laughing hysterically in my mind  at this car thing, what was next …a trucks six tyres then a rails …and then?!!...wow my dads capable of making me laugh

AND THEN I REALIZED THAT THIS MINDFUL LAUGHTER TOOK THE ROUTE FROM MY VOCAL CHORDS AND WAS NOW SUPER AUDIBLE WITH MY PARENTS STARING AT ME AS IF I WAS A MENTAL PATIENT GIVING A SOLID PROOF TO BE PUT IN THE ASYLUM

“whats there to laugh?...dear I am warning u, mend ur ways” my dad firmly said

“and waise bhi look at urself…u don’t dress up like girls always sitting in pyjamas and shorts, speak stupid sarcasm to ur sister all day, listen to loud noise[can someone correct him ….for god sake its EDM], play with stray animals, feed them the milk we give to u, don’t know how to cross the raod……be on the phone whole day”  “please papa…all my mails and docs are in my smartphone …u don’t expect me to carry a laptop the whole day and I chat with my friends only in a limited time..u only pay my phone bills…has it ever exceeded 200?” I defended

“when we were ur age we spent 1 rs per month and carried a whole rucksacks on our back…huh look at u…cant even carry a laptop bag” he began

“that was years ago !! papaa please …” I pleaded

“ what is the benefit of explaining u the meaning of hardwork ….it just goes over ur head! I am at a loss of a word….u r completely”

“A HOPELESS DUFFER” my sister shrugged

How dare she?

“yeah exactly…now why don’t u first teach ur lil daughter some manners?” I was getting really angry

My dad glared at my sister and she went out of the room

Thankgod I sighed a breath of relief

“u don’t clean up ur mess….u don’t water the plants…u forget ur wallet at home…u r such a kid! When will u grow up” my dad put his hand on the table.

“BAS!....HOW MANY MORE IMPERFECTIONS? Goddd is it my mistake that u guys gave me the defective genes?!.....i am never gonna talk to u people until I die” and I stomp out of the room tearfully and go in my room

After 5 hours

“princess”

“I am not talking to u…go away”

“princess…I have made aloo parantha …come and have some na” mum requested

“baby, come out now else I am coming in” my dad said

“do whatever u want to , I am still not talking”

“ok  fine…kittu ..u eat didis parantha…”mom replied

“certainly, waise bhi moti hoti jaarhi h” she shouted

I ran out of the room ….snatch my plate

“no one eats MY aloo parantha” I say and start eating without making any eye contact

“look dear…u are such a good daughter …why do u act stubborn sometimes” my mum softly patted on my back

“invalid question…I am still not talking” and I continue eating

“ok as u wish” dad said

And I realized that after this no one will come and talk to me and explain me…..so I gulped my yoghurt …cleared my voice and knowing that it was my mistake that I talked so rudely and didn’t clear my mess and all …so basically  I had to initiate

“mum dad…?”

“hmm”

“ I AM SORRY”

Both looked at me with love in their eyes and said “its ok…we know u r so good but just try some time managing ….promise princess?”

“pinky promise” I squealed

And both hugged me….{ with jagjit singhs kagaz ki kashti in the background}

“abbe o….didi ne mujhe sorry nhi bola” my sister frowned

“bolunga bhi nhi” I laughed and run away with her plate of aloo parantha :p

Lifes too short to remain angry ,and that too with our beautiful families,….islie always make them “KEEP SMILINGJ”

I LOVE U ONLY TILL U SAY ME "BACHA" 100 TIMES A DAY

"lets break up"
"why are u doing this?...just  because i didnt come for that stupid pyjama party last night?"
"yes....i always come to ur parties ...why dont u come to mine?"
"coz shona they all are pinky and girly....why dont u get it...what is my role sitting among u girls talking shit about some maybellines new nailpaint....comon..."



"HAHAAA....WHAT A DUMBASS" i started laughing hysterically not realizing that i was sitting in a public transport called metro and had let my mindful comments come out through my mouth. the girl sitting next to me, it suddenly dawned upon her that her iphone watsapp conversation was being read by me.....{ ok dont form any judgement about me....i dont peep into someones chat but she was sitting just a centimetre away and i was attracted to her phone cover which had tom and jerry on it ...moreover my earphones had just stopped working and i was getting completely bored before i boarded at my station which was about 60 minutes away.....so clearly i didnt do it intentionally...if u gotta blame  somebody ....it has to b tom and jerry and not me..:p}

the slim girl with perfectly straight hair and an amazing tom and jerry cover gave me a scary glare as if asking me  to back off.....so i did get scared as her big over black smudged with kohl eyes stared right into mine .....yes i backed off but that was till next 30 seconds when her phone beeped again....diagonally eyeing the entertaining conversation....the phone screen displayed "babu calling"

OH MY GOD! IS IT FOR REAL.....LIKE SERIOUSLY ....the pretty girl had her boyfriends name saved as BABU .....ITS MORE THAN MORONIC SHIT I CAN EVER EXPECT....ok maybe i should stop expecting....you never know ...she might bump into your infant cousin at the polio booth next ravivaar with her boyfriend pleading him "babu ...do boond zindagi ki bas" and if it does happen oh boy i am cent percent sure that boyfriend will die of heartattack ...hahahhahahaaa:P


"okay one last chance .....ill see u today at richas house ok?' she ordered
" yeah ....now please give me that smile" the bechara boyfriend pleaded for the maharanis mercy
":)" she texted
"no , a good smile"
okay i was really having the most hilarious time....what did the dumbass expect..to give him all her teeth and smile toothless?!!

the tom and jerry girl blushed.....really ....how can someone blush on such a cheesy filmy line?
and i shud definitely stop calling her the "tom and jerry girl" as she clearly was the most difficult person to cheer up in the whole world ...she does not deserve a tom and jerry cover...i guess she cud carry a mean girls kinda cover...[ am i over obsessing about the phone cover....maybe yes ....mine doesnt have a tom and jerry:p]

"ok fine:)))" she replied
"thats like my bacha" he gushed
CAN I KICK THEM ....BACHA BABU SHONA NEXT WHAT....? GOLGAPPA?...KULCHA CHOLA.?..RAJMA CHAWAL?....CHICKEN NAAN.?..IT CAN EVEN GO TO INFINITE LENGHTS DAMN IT!?!!

"khana khaya" the girl asked in a motherly tone
"hmm ...an hour ago" he replied
"mera top leaye?"
"hmm"
"movie tickets book karwayin?"
"hmm"

OKAY...THIS KIND OF INTERROGATION I AM SURE WOULD NOT HAVE BEEN FACED BY INDRANI MUKERJEE.....I AM REALLY EXCITED TO FIND OUT WHETHER  THIS GIRLS NEXT GONNA ASK "POTTY KRLI?" ..... :p
imagining all such comments in my mind i tried ...i literally did try really hard to control my laughter but my brain and neurons were not getting the synaptic messages and i started grinning . a aunty sitting in front of me who was busy in applying all sorts of creams on her face saw me with a confused look as if "who the hell are u n y are u looking at my creams which promises to make me look10 years younger" ...it was enough of staring so i stared right back as if to  say" hey lady ...the last thing i am bothered on this earth is about ur damn creams....heheee" tit for tat

"any more questions bacha?"
"yes"
"what now?" i cud sense the annoyance in the creeps reply
"why are u getting frustated....nahin ana party m to mat ao naa....bhaav kyu khaarhe ho?"
"bhaav nhi kharha bacha ....{god somebody ban the word bacha.....}...its just i need to go to pee...will come back in 10 mins"
"10 mins?!!....so long...peeing only takes 4 mins ....why are u taking 6 mins extra...and waise bhi baad mein jaana ...mera station is about to come after 10 mins only..,.ok?"
"hmm"
CAN SOMEONE CONVINCE THIS GIRL THAT THE  BOY WONT BE ABLE TO HOLD IT FOR EVEN 2 SECS.!!!!...I AM PRETTY SURE THAT BY THIS TIME HE MUST HAVE TAKEN HIS PHONE TO THE WASHROOM :P

"Why are u replying in hmm....wats wrong?"
"nothing.....WUD U STOP BEING SO CRAZYYY...U R DRIVING ME MAD...I JUST WANTED TO PEE AND EVEN IN THIS U MANAGED TO BRING THE BREAKUP THING IN BETWEEN...I M SICK OF U"










BABU
OFFLINE







after 10 mins of staring like an utter fool in her iphone and changing her dps 15 times which constituted messages like ...."broken hearts still work"
"saying u love me doesnt prove it"
and exactly after 5 seconds she messages him "SORRY:0"


"ITS OK BACHA ...M SORRY TOO" he instantly replied
"it was all  my fault"
"no bacha it was mine"
"no mine"
"mine"
"mine"
"nooo bacha mine"



KASHMERE GATE:MY STATION HAD COME BUT THEIR "MINES WERE NOT GETTING OVER"
i started laughing so loud that this girl finally asked me...."whats ur problem kiddo?"
"umm...no nothing..i was just wondering from where did u get that tom and jerry cover"

AND THE GATE CLOSED BEFORE SHE CUD SAY ANYTHING WHICH COULD INCLUDE HIGH CLASS ABUSES :P..{HEHEEEE}


i went back home laughing all the way round wondering that this was the reason why honey singh makes such dignified songs on girls u noe :p




my heart goes out to all those bechara guys who have to face such fancy whims at regular basis...
moral of the story: relationships are injurious to health....wo apke dil m tar bharte hain....itna tar jo apko beemar banaskta h ....bahut beemar.....heheeeee OFCOURSE I AM NOT AGAINST LOVE OR SOMETHING...I LUV MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS TOO BUT PEOPLE LIKE THESE ARE COMPLETELY EPIC AND ONE SHOULD NOT LEAVE A SINGLE CHANCE TO TEASE THEM,,,,HEHHEEEE...KIDDING

enjoy life...have fun...dream big and let these small things make u laugh like a budhaa
KEEP SMILING:)

STOP CRAVING....START CARING

One of my friends whom i met after a really long time had the old same complaint....."dude....u dont meet me anymore...no more calls...no messages....i realize so much has changed since school" renee said.
renee sharma, my classmate, my competitor { we used to have competitions on who wud eat lunch first....n guess what...it was always me...just realized atleast i am good at something}, my homework buddy {i used to do her social and she did my maths and the next day , our sir had gotten both of us on our knees for doing each others work}
and now after 2 years we were sipping on our coffees......talking or shud i say....one was ranting and complaining and the other defending
"no yaar....nothing like that.....its just ki time nhi milta ..." i replied in the same old fashion
" yeah....." she sighed
renee suddenly got up and picked up her bag and got ready to leave...." chal bro....lets go..."
" yeah ...sure" {have u guys felt it too? there is always an uncanny awkwardness when two old friends meet ...u feel that the time has created a gap ...its like u both have something to say but something stops u from doing it......}
so we both left with formal goodbyes and fake promises to keep in touch.
she left with her brother who came to pick her
so i took up the metro and left....out of nowhere i dialled my mothers phone.....without even telling her something she sensed that i wasnt completely my "normal happy" {though a 1000 times i have asked mum wats the difference between being normal and abnormal happy and she always reply it to me with a single word BUDHU....fine i am not gonna ask 1001 timth }
"listen to me baby....today be a friend ...a blessing...take time to care...let ur words heal and not wound and u know now what u should do...." mum said
" ahaaannnn...hell yes...i gotta go mum...i luv u...." i screamed on the phone and got off the next station . i ran like mad towards the opposite side banging my head against people ....had my shrug fly in the air just like srk did in om shanti om and BOOM ....i fell against the wall .....damn it ...this wasnt some bollywood chick flick and i wasnt any srk....the tweeties around my head bought me back to reality ...{heheee i could direct even better than karan johar....if it was upto me...i wud hv made myself fly like krish ...shout like sunny deol and some flower showers for special effect and oh yeah... the most imp horror part...the dhoomtanaaaaa background music with 3 turn backs ....c i told u.....blame it on yashraj to fill our minds with such crap :p }
"are u ok" a middle aged woman asked m as she picked me up from my mess
"alive....thnks" i smiled weakly at her
OH NOOOO....the metro in which she wud be has arrived ....i cant be possibly lying on the floor creating gadar 2 in my imagination....i got up and ran like usain bolt { ok fine....like pt usha....damn u....ok....not below this .....ran like scooby doo when he sees the ghost}
"YESSSS I MADE IT RENEE" i yelled as i entered the coach.....and for the 3 rd time in life i felt like a super hero except who had made a damn dumb entry [heheeeee]...although the passengers looked at me as if i was a convict escaping from jail ....but with a burger in her hand...[ i cant stop thinking about food...can i :p]
"u crazy? what are u doing here?"
"just shut up....enough talks on weather and newspapers ....give me 5 minutes and do me a favor....KEEP UR MOUTH TAPED ELSE ULL HAVE TO PAY ME WITH UR TEETH"
"u....?"
" shut up.....listen
u meet someone
u get along like fire
u talk like theres gonna be no end
and suddenly someone stops trying
awkward communications
memories fade
the care and warmth vanishes
and next wen u meet ...all u can say is the weather is nice...and it ends
i m not let it end that way
do u get it?
u asked me did i miss u...HEELLL YES ...I DID....
and i am sorry i never replied to ur emails....i care fr u idiot"
there was a 2 min silence and then renee spoke
"hogya tera ....sala nataunki ki height p h tu! and itti filmy speech kahan se dekhi be"
" instagram se" i replied dryly
"pata tha mujhe....ab looks hi deti rahegi ya hug bhi degi"
"naah...eww hugs are so girlieee...cheee m not giving u ...stay away"
and we both laughed hysterically
and yeah hugged too.....{she did...i didnt:p}








so yeah......this was it...guys its upto u how u want the story to end....and lemme tell u its just a fable out of my imagination which i really wish comes true with some of my family and friends whom i havent seen in ages.
guys we all  crave for care but if u introspect ...do we actually care? through this post i wanna say sorry to all my loved ones  on whom i keep screaming and pretend as if their sadness doesnt affect me.....but it does...so A BIG SORRY
people say its all about priorities....i say its all about satisfaction.....because priorities are a close ended process while satisfaction is indeed immortal....LIVE THE MOMENT....if u feel that u care for someone ....let them know coz everyones not a psychologist...{hahahaaaa.kidding} ...say wat u feel no matter how difficult it maybe...but ur one word of kindness can make someones day...trust me it works for diseases like sorrow grief and disappointments and i gurantee u that this remedy costs nothing more than a smile
i am not saying talk every single day...but my opinion is whenever u do talk...do it with 100% coz most of the problems arise due to lack of communication....caring doesnt need a pretty face or a cute eyes or a die hard smile....all it needs is a heart full of affection . enough of lecturing ....just DO WAT U WANT TO ....COZ ITS NEVER TOO LATE
{P S dont try my srk act in public...it maybe injurious to health and there are 200% chances of either getting a memory loss or paving ur way to a mental asylum....decision at owners own risk....and an open warning to everyone to not imagine a bollywood scene while falling down....it works with some alien species like me only....:p
KEEP CARING....be a star that is not afraid of expressing its sparkle even in dark
KEEP SMILING:)