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So many things going on around.... "I Don't Know" what to write , to update, to say.. Sometimes they say when you have too much to say, you fall short of words.. I guess thats what is happening to me....!!! When will I be back to normal..??????

All the girls in my class were talking about it... I wondered what was so special. That evening, I told Di about it. She exclaimed, "Happens.. Common in teenage.. Nothing is real.. It's all Fantasy...Stay out..!!" But I was anxious. Stealthily, I went to the old book store and got my first MILLS & BOONS..!! ;) P.S. :- So was "MILLS & BOONS" a part of your growing up too...??? (Of course, this is for all the females on this blog ...!! ) :P :P Wish you a Happy Women's Day...!!!

IMPRESSION - A mark, a feeling that is left behind after the person is gone. . So true and striking.. Isn't it?? Impressions- something we create about people when we meet them and something people create about us at the same time... Its basically a two way process and many-a-times we form impressions subconsciously. We don't even think like I have met so and so.. Now let me form an impression about so and so...... It just comes to us...!! It is actually a combination of reactions and feelings that are a result of interaction. Impressions are formed sometimes so quickly - may be even in just one look.. and sometimes it maybe a result of knowing some one for a long , long time. Impressions can be good or bad, quick or formed over a period of time, right or wrong, longlasting or easily forgettable and even startling to the person whose impressions are being spoken about...!! I can say this very confidently because I have experienced it. This happened a while ago. It came to me a

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A very strange, not strange actually...well you decide for yourself..what did u feel after reading this....!! What I am going to write about is true... I wrote this in drafts and dint publish it also for two days thinking if I should or should not.....but I think I must....!! What happened was....... I was just walking back home with my friend when on the way I saw a vendor with some beautiful small purses that were knit using threads of different colours.They were really beautiful..I just happened to keep staring at them even while walking along and exclaimed to my friend "Wow..they are so beautiful...!!!" Before I could even ask him to accompany me to that corner to have a close look at them, he said. " Why are you all girls like this..?? You like succhhh things..???" Hearing this, something about our conversation around an hour ago struck me - where I was talking to my friend about some Eye-Liner..!! Now I know talking about cosmetics and all sounds girly , but

Hmmm the title... Does it sound like I am suffering from some Post- Valentine Syndrome ..where in seeing all the happy couples around and love being in the air , I am sad and thinking of my own good times....??? Naaa ... It is nothing of that sort.. This is the title of the Book I read this week and it was so, so, so good that I just could not stop from writing about it here...!!! I happened to just find this book incidentally and it was not very big in size so I thought I would take it and complete reading it soon...(These days...I am hardly finding any time to read real, big novels..!!! :| ) So I got the book and started reading... And once I started, I found the book to be really a very nice piece of work..The language so simple, the characters described so perfectly that I could imagine the whole story in front of my eyes. Turning pages by pages, I would always wait for what next now...!!! The whole story being set in the present day Indian background, it was so easy to identify

Fair skin, silky hair falling on his forehead, puppy brown eyes , a smile that could kill any girl… I just could not stop staring at him.. He was looking so, so handsome. Just then he caught me looking at him. I smiled but he turned his face around. I was sad. I leafed through the magazine & started waiting for my turn again. But after around five minutes I looked back in his direction. There was something in those eyes that I kept looking back at them and they caught me this time too. And this happened every two minutes. He dint even return my smiles. I wondered if I should go ahead. At last when I could not resist, I got up, went to his chair, offered my right hand and said, “Hello, I am Urvashi..!! What is your name??” He reluctantly offered his hand, this time his lips did curve into a smile and he said “My name is Aarav. K. Rai. I study in Jr.Kg, St.George High School..!!” Ohh.. He said the whole thing in one breath and it was really such a cute introduction…The one I woul

This post is all about Me, Me & Me... After reading this you may even conclude I am self obsessed.. But what can I do, the exercise demanded so......!!!! I was tagged for this not once but twice... I liked the variety of questions it contained.. So I took up to answering them.... Check it- 1. What is your current obsession? A. Waiting for my results…!! 2. What are you wearing today? A. Sky blue chudidar. 3. What’s for dinner? A.Just normal things- Dal-rice with Roti and Aloo ki sabji… 4. What’s the last thing you bought? A. Nail colour… Light brown shade… 5. What are you listening to right now? A. “When you know” from Serendipity. 6. What do you think about the person who tagged you? A. I was tagged for the same by Rohit and a blogger who writes under the name Buckingfastard. Rohit- A very keen observer who writes about normal & everyday issues but yet it is so informative and unique. Buckingfastard – Loved his fictions when I visited his blog the first time.. all his work

Part 1 Part 2 Once again, life had brought us all at cross roads. We had to choose our careers as per our choices. In Mumbai, we have college right after class 10 . We were all excited about beginning our new phase of life...the COLLEGE life..!! We all explored the various options and as destiny would have it for us, Damini, Urvashi and I were all in commerce . Though Damini was in a different college, we could still meet up once in a while and discuss what was going on with our life and college... And Urvashi, she did not leave me here too... She was in the same college and we would meet up almost daily.. Time just passed and two years passed in a snap. It was actually one of the best times we had. Our whole day would pass going to college, classes, learning the debits and credits and the economic policies.....!! After 10 + 2, for our graduation, we all thought of some different courses and colleges once again. We all wanted to do something basically related to finance but none of u

Part - 1 Our school practised the policy of "Divide and Rule" ... Yes, they shuffled our divisions for our secondary classes but we were of course the students of the same school and we followed our own policy of "United we stand "... This in turn , led to "Divide and Unite..." Sounds strange naaa ?? but that is what happened with me. I became Binal's friend. Though I knew her and Urvashi earlier, we did not speak much. Now, as things turned out to be, I also became their friend and we met everyday during our breaks discussing tales of both the class rooms. Everyone had new friends and their old set of friends too.. So, in a sense, our groups started growing with us..... Then we all joined up the same classes for our SSC and that was one of the best times of my life, spent with my friends. Ours became a group of 5 eventually who always sat together, studied together and partied together... Yes those were the initial years when we started to celeb

Pre script :- Hmm.. Bollywoood has seen so many stories about friends, specially guys and that too three guys... Hera Pheri, Hey Babby, Phir Hera Pheri and many others with 3 idiots being the latest on the list.... But never ever there has been a story on three girls who are friends.. not just friends..very good friends...I just thought of writing something in that line and this is a true story... All the characters and places bear resemblances to people alive.. :P This series dedicated to my lovely, really sweet & great friends Binal and Damini.. Love you both and thanks for being a part of my life ......... :) :) This has nothing in common with the movie, the title declares.... Sometimes, looking back at time now, I think we were destined to be togehter since the first day of our school..In the same school and same class... when we did not even know the meaning of friends and friendship, I and Binal shared the sweet days of school, right since nursery.. I guess I dint know

Some days ago, I was having a chat with a friend and happened to comment that boys never clean up their ward robes.... Over this he immediately said, "No gender bias...!!Its just that some of my things are not in place these days... Else otherwise I always have things on place...!!" I immediately had to eat back my words.... I Realize that I should not be generalizing the facts for all guys.... Some days later, in the midst of some conversation....... He Says "Girls are always confused...." On hearing this the first thing that comes to my mind is "No gender bias...." (But I don't say that because I gave it a thought n here is what I thought in the due course.....) Girls are always confused Is this a statement/fact...?? An exclamation..???!!!?? A question..?? I don't know....or to put it better 'I am confused'...!!!! I have usually found that I get confused with many things. In fact the more I think about a thing and analyse the sit

We have all heard this- Johny, Johny... Yes Papa... Eating sugar.. ?? No Papa.. Telling lies... ?? No Papa.. Open your mouth.... Hahaha..!!! But do you know what happens next...?? When Johny goes to school- Johny, Johny... Yes Mamma... Reading comics...?? No Mamma.... Telling lies..?? No Mamma... Show me your text book... Hahaahaa...!! When Johny gets a job- Johny Johny Yes Papa.. Pvt Company..? Yes Papa.. Any Motivation..?? No Papa.. Do u Sleep well?? No Papa.. On site Opportunity.. No papa.. Increment...?? Ha ha ha :) When Johny was married- Johny, Johny.... Yes sweetheart.... Shall we go out? Busy Sweetheart... You don't love me..!!! No sweetheart... I mean...Yes.. I am leaving... No sweetheart... Cyaa at 8 then..... 'M coming sweetheart..!!! When Johny had a daughter named Jenny and she was- Hmm... Read it on.. Jenny Jenny, Yes Papa, Chatting online..?? No Papa... Telling lies..?? No Papa... Lemme see your Lappy....... Ahhhahaaha...!!! Johny realised how the things which go

The day started seeing the first page of the newspaper in Black ..... Yes, it was on this day that the terrorists left a black mark on the history of this city... A mark at places that gave the city a distinct identity... A mark ... A terror in the minds and hearts of the city and the country..... Black was the colour to mourn for those who were the victims of the cruel act...... This day, last year had been a bit different for me and the event made it all the more unforgettable....!! I had a holiday that day due to some thing.. I don't recollect what.... But just got to know it the night before... So we planned to go for a movie.... With the place and time finalised, I went to sleep. In the morning, when I woke up, my parents were still asleep. So I could not tell them about my plans for the movie... I left as usual for college.... First time I had been for a movie Bunking at home .......!! While at the movie, my Papa was calling up repeatedly. At first, I did not receive the cal

“You are my happiness… You bring joy to my life... Even thinking about you brings smile on my face…. I love you, would you marry me..??” Saying this, he went down on his knees before Sheetal , held her hand and brought out a ring from his pocket. “Perfect…!! ” snapped Sheetal. "I want the same expressions tomorrow on stage. It’s good to have an actor like you. No one can perform this as naturally as you can…” “Hmm….” “Be on time then. Bye.. ” she said hurriedly and left. L eft before Aman could say that he was not acting.

I called up my brother last night to ask where he was, as he was late.. His cell was busy.. My call on waiting.. Tried again after 5 minutes... Again on waiting...!! He called up after a while, "Could you not wait on the line? I was going to receive your call..!!" Of course I had been waiting. Waiting for him to answer... And he asks me to wait more..!!! WAIT .... one four letter word but definitely has wider presence..!! We all wait for something or the other. Sometimes it is conscious waiting, sometimes we do not even realise we have been waiting..!! Right from the time we are born, yes even that minute is awaited by our parents, we keep on waiting and waiting and waiting...... For me, time does not seem to pass while waiting... I always end up looking at my watch just to find the hands moving at a snail like speed..!!! Just a small....wait...not small...just a list of situations where I wait- In the morning, wait for my eyes to open..... I get ready and wait for the lift

For the seventh time, he dint answer her call because he was angry at her for not calling him throughout the day. The next morning he got a call from the police saying that the girl had an accident last night while driving using cell and his number was first on the recent call list..!! ******* P.S . : This is my first attempt at writing 55 fiction, a form of fiction to be completed within a limit of 55 words.Its really challenging to complete the story in just 55 words. I found it interesting and so decided to give it a try..!! Do let me know how it was and if there are any suggestions for further improvement.!!! My inspiration for this was my blog mate Shruti ..!! Cheers to you yaar , you write fabulous stories in just 55 words..!!!