My Dear Friend

This post is about perhaps the favourite person of my college life. May be not always acknowledged, but nevertheless true. She is always there, irrespective of the circumstances I’m in. And she’s omnipresent. Always ready to help whenever you need, even if you don’t ask.

You need a shoulder to cry on, she’s there.

You had a bad day and want to be cheered up, she’s there.

You are not feeling well, she’s there to tend.

You are feeling low, she’s there.

You are feeling like jumping around and singing on the top of your voice, she won’t think of you as a weirdo.

You are wearing some stupid silly dress which you won’t even let you maid wear and you hear someone complimenting you, you know it’s her.

You can actually see your flabs making a tyre around you, she comes and says, “Arrey pagal hai kya? Tera aur mera size same hi hai.” (She’s leaner than size zero by the way!)

You need to get a gift for your crush and its just 15 minutes left for your hostel to close, be sure she’ll come with you.

You’re getting late in the morning but want to put on a particular pair of earrings and you’re unable to do so, she’ll leave everything and help you with it even though she has an exam in 10 minutes!

As usual, you’re late for a party and still unable to decide what to wear, stay assured! She’ll get ready in 5 minutes and pick out atleast half a dozen dresses from your own cupboard which you never remembered having!

Hostel night is about to start in 10 minutes and you want to wax your legs. You haven’t ever done it before and you have heard it hurts like hell. She’s gonna be the one to do it and so soothingly, that you won’t even know when it got started and finished.

You’re missing a particular friend who has moved out of the hostel. Stay assured! If she meets them tomorrow, your message will be conveyed. She never forgets!

You wanna do a French plait for college and you don’t know how to do it. She’ll wake up immediately and start working on your hair. And she will do the same thing for any other hostel girl as well – will skip her breakfast, miss half of her first lecture so that you could go with a French plait to college.

You are having a sudden craving for choco truffle and you ask her if she could come along, she would actually come from whichever part of the city she’s in!

Sometimes I wonder, “Is she for real?” Sometimes she's invisible, behind the scenes, in shadows. But the moment you need her, she emerges. I truly have never seen such a self sacrificing person my entire life. Dear Lord, please bless her – for all she does. And for all she says. And for all she thinks. Infact, she should be blessed simply for existing. Coz people like her make the world a better place to live in.

Ms. G, love you loads baby! You are the best!

XOXO

A New Discovery

Last Saturday, I went out with this senior of mine -- a male senior. I'm calling him a senior just for the sake of it; we are essentially on the first name basis. Actually I had plans of shopping and I called him up to ask the exact location of Lajpath Nagar market. But, as it turned out, he was upset over something. So, I shocked myself by sacrificing my perhaps only opportunity left to shop and asked him if he wanted to hang out or something. I mean, come on, since when did I become the one to set aside my ego and ask someone to spend time? But then, he was upset and... well, he has always been my Agony Aunt so I simply had to be there for him. But being the perfect gentleman he is, he obviously didn't want to ruin my plans for shopping but eventually we decided to go out for a movie.

This may be a trivial thing for many of you but looking at the chaos in my life, it is an important discovery for me. So, I had this amazing time with him and we watched this not-so-amazing movie The Amazing Spiderman. It was pathetically predictable from the beginning to the end. Still, I enjoyed the coke and nachos. And, what I discovered was that it's completely alright to be 'just  friends' with someone from the opposite sex. It's not that I don't have any male friends, I have tons. But some are childhood friends, some are the ones who have asked me out at some point of time and some others are friends of my friends of the second category. There are many more but i simply never went out with them-- alone, that is. So I simply enjoyed the time I spent with him without any qualms.

I love the fact that I was completely relaxed when we decided to meet. I usually have jitters when I'm meeting someone after a long time though I come out as completely confident. ;)

And I'm proud of myself coz I did not go berserk when he asked if we could go for a movie coz the Lord knows I'm not into malls and movies. And I've never been to a movie alone with a guy.

And I feel great for the fact that I did not react stupidly when there was a fight scene between Spiderman and the transformed Dr. Connors. The girl next  to me was clinging to her boyfriend as if her life depended on it and her boyfriend swiftly covered her eyes with his hand. Uff, for crying out aloud, it was just a fight scene; no ghost was coming out of the screen!

And I'm grateful coz I didn't need to speak to him during the movie. Believe me, its not possible when you go to a movie with your boyfriend. He always feels the need to ruin the scenes you wanted to watch the most by telling you something banal which he considers absolutely crucial for your knowledge. Huh!

But the fact I loved the most? Its that didn't need to calm down my nerves over anything. It was just so normal. And I spoke freely of all the people in my life and what's going on with whom and how I would like the things to turn out. It all came out naturally coz I knew he won't judge me or my choices.

So, thanx a lot Mr. R for the awesome time we spent. And you, dear readers, call up a friend of complementary gender today and go out with him/her while I bask in the warmth of my new discovery. Adios!

Nursery Rhyme By A 21-Year Old Kid

So... The rains are finally here.. And I can't be happier. Splashes and puddles and mud and traffic jams. I know these may disgust most of you, but I simply love all this! So, when it rained for the first time in Delhi, I wrote this silly poem. Nah! Its more of a nursery rhyme. Remember 'Rain, rain go away...'? Yup. Its more on those lines. So, just ignore if you think its a tad too silly but I can't help being a child again when it rains. It is a part of me. One more secret, I've even thought of the tune. Will surely teach it to my kids someday. LOL!

So, here is a nursery rhyme by a 21 year old kid. ;)

The city is my favourite
And my mood is first grade,
The weather is my favourite
And I'm blessing my fate.

Rain is falling
And birds are calling;
Sun is peeping through
Insects are buzzing too.

I'm waiting for a rainbow
Looking out of my window;
Streets are full of cars
Racing for who first will pass.

I see some dancing kids
Giving in to their mischievious whims.
People standing under the trees
Escaping rain and enjoying breeze;
Where's the child in them gone?
Getting late, they just grunt and groan.

I call little sister dear
So that she might hear;
The whole account of my happy mood
I know it will do me some good.

I miss you dear friends,
How we drenched in rain and made amends.

One stop early, I get down from my bus
And ask the driver to stop making fuss;
I skipped the rest of the way home
All traces of pain and sadness gone... :) :) :)

Happy Endings!!! :-)

Just completed A Christmas Promise by Mary Balogh. Not many of you must have heard about her. Well, she is an author, writes love stories. Not quite like those of Mills and Boon, but somewhat close to them, yet distant. I have her numerous e-books in my laptop along with very many other authors'. Anyway, I love her stories. Even though most of them are same, involving the lady and the earl/viscount/duke are forced into a marriage they despise, but eventually fall in love with each other and live happily ever after. That's it! Live happily ever after. I guess that's the thing which draws me to her novels and towards all the Mills and Boon's and towards almost every love story I've ever read. You see, I can't handle sadness or unhappy endings well. As a friend once said, I'm a sucker for happy endings.

This goes for movies as well. I loved The Holiday, Just Like Heaven and Letters To Juliet. The same reason -- Happy Endings! Coming closer home, I liked movies like Yaadein and Pardes even though they didn't do well enough at the box-office and I watch them every time they are broadcast on TV, much to dear mommy's anguish. Its nice na, happy endings to all the stories, especially love stories? How much more beautiful the world will be then if it were to come true. Coming back to novels revolving love stories, they contain some of the best lines you'll ever come across. Like Mary Balogh in A Christmas Promise writes...
"It is so easy to take love for granted when one has always had it. I knew he loved me as I loved him, but I did not realize perhaps how much until all love was removed."
It was said by the female lead about her dead father.

Just imagine, Happy Endings! You have a huge crush on someone and they fall for you and you two live happily ever after.
Or a loved one is dying and you wish that he gets fine and God listens to you and everything goes back to normal.
Or you fight with your best friend and promise him that you'll never again look at his face and when you reach home, you miss him. Just at that moment, he calls up and apologizes.
Or you want to buy that pretty dress you saw on that shop window which is completely out of your budget and when you reach office, they say you have got a pay hike!
Or you don't feel like cooking today and your guy calls up to tell you that he's taking you out on a date tonight.
Or you simply wake up to a beautiful morning with birds chirping outside your window and warm sunlight pouring through. (Though this comes under happy beginning but you see, all happy beginnings have happy endings.)

My happy ending??? Well, my happy ending for the time being would be the one when I get into the college I want and well, life becomes a little more free. I'm fine with all the complications you see. :-D
So, what would be your happy ending??? Lemme know, and perhaps we can all wish for each other. As they say, prayers are almost always answered when you wish for someone else. :-)

Waiting To Talk...

I came to know something yesterday and my hands are twitching to write about it. Thought I'll write it and a poem written sometime back would follow. But as I read that poem, I feel I can't write something as ugly as that thing with such a beautiful poem (for me) which is so close to my heart. It will be so unfair to my poem. So maybe you'll have to wait to know that thing which I prefer to term as 'Heights of Grossness'. Now, come on, no need to roll your eyes. It's something you can't even think of in your worst thoughts.

Anyway, coming back to my poem, half of it was written a very long back. And for some reason, I left it unfinished. But in February this year, I finally got a chance to complete it. It's one of my favourites. It goes as...

Dusk marks your arrival
The only reason for my survival.
At 6, I'm gonna meet you
The thing I, whole day, want to do.

It's great to talk to my greatest friend
I daily wish the hour would never end.
But it ends soon as if just started
And leaves me alone, completely thwarted.

Then I wait for the night to see you in my dreams
Every day they have new colours and new themes.
As I lie awake on my bed
I imagine you in black and me in red.

The next moment sleep hugs me
To keep me from crying for thee.
Coz night knows I cry for you
Thinking of our past, and the present too.

Reminiscence of those days fills me with rue
Coz beautiful memories are only few.
All that is left is an ugly pain
My attempts to forget it go in vain.


I am still reaching out to you
And waiting for the day when you'll do
I know you too crave for 'us'
And don't worry, it's only just.

I wish I returned to you when you called
But that time I was completely appalled
Engrossed in a love which never existed
One in which my eyes were always misted
He loves me truly, I know for sure
But separation from you, I can't endure

One day our paths will cross again
And we'll together walk down the memory lane
We'll be united forever then,
As if the parting never came...

... And She's Finally There!

As I sit on the bed and read one of the Mary Balogh's e-books, the cool air from the newly bought cooler washes over me. Listening songs of Kishore Kumar on my laptop, I am feeling unbelievably happy. Why? Dunno. Or wait. Maybe I do. Maybe coz I'm at a place I've always wanted to be. A city which has been more of a dreamland for me for the past four years. Gawd! I'm finally here. I'm in DELHI. Yup. And having been here for more than 48 hours now, I'm still unable to believe it. Yoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... I AM IN DELHI!!!

Till 5 days ago, it was still a dream and I was supposed to be staying with my family. But as little sister says, "Didi, things always work out for you the way you want." TOUCHWOOD!!! And dear God, bless her. Btw, even I was kind of shocked to find myself here. Dear Dad agreed in no time, dear mommy also affirmed (yeah! That came as the greatest shock.) And above all, I got reservation just one day before! Dunno how. But as they say, you always reach places if you are destined to be there (as bhai said). So, here I am. Yuppppppppppppppiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

I'm sorry if you think I'm being over-enthusiastic but come on, I'm in Delhi! :) :D
So, now you must now have understood why I haven't written for more than a week. The weather here is good. Loads better than stupid place where my college is. What else? Yeah! I'm staying with my cousin and finding life's great joys in chores like doing utensils and washing clothes myself (maid is on a week leave). And the best part, I'm not slightly perturbed by all this. I'm even making chapattis!

Its time to meet all the old friends here and honestly, I've never been so happy lately (except for the time when I started writing Weeping Tranquility and got great response). I'm fondly remembering all the memories of the people related to this place and can't help smiling. Someone, somewhere is being missed. And I've got a very positive feeling about all this. Maybe it's time to pen down many more happy poems now. Will let you know as things happen. *sweet smile*

LIfe is blessed! :)

Tribute To A Martyred Soldier...

Namaste! Today I'll be sharing with you another secret of mine. Since time immemorial, India has been seen as one of the most resourceful countries of the world. 'Golden Bird', does that ring a bell? So, obviously, we have been drawing attention of all the power and money thirsty nations for eons. And, our brave soldiers of Indian Army, Navy and Air-force have been saving us from all the attacks -- foreign and even insiders, who are not even worthy of being called Indians. I know this is an old line but it conveys such a deep meaning that I still love it inspite of having heard it approximately as much as my own name. The line is -- We are able to sleep in our comfortable beds peacefully only because our gallant soldiers face sleepless nights guarding the borders for us.

When I was about about 12, this 'didi' came to stay in our building with her aged parents. Our age difference was 11 years but I don't remember how and when, we became so close. And I know, she had only one dream -- she wanted to marry a defence personnel. She was simply crazy for them. (Though she's happily married now to a civilian and doesn't regret it.) Anyway, I guess that was where my dream also took shape. So here's my secret -- I always wanted to marry an Indian Army Officer. Not that I had anything against Navy or Air-force, but it was as it was. I got so crazy that I learnt all the ranks of all the three defence forces, found out about their selection procedure, their training, the kind of life they live and almost every aspect of their life. I am a Cancerian, so everything is in extremes for me. So, I put my heart and soul in it. Do I still harbour that wish??? I don't know. But I guess if given a chance, I would love to marry one. Some Captain _______ Singh. Why Singh??? Coz that's a common surname in Army. :)

So, I wrote this poem when I was about 18, i.e. 6 years after that craze started. This is my tribute to a martyred soldier of our country. He died for us you know.

ए वीर! बचाने क़े लिए अपने देश क़ी शान 

आखिर क़र ह़ी दी तूने अपनी ज़ान कूरब़ान

तूने भारत माता क़ी आन हें बचाई

पर साथ ह़ी अपनी जिन्दग़ी  ग़वाई 

तूने अपने देश क़े लिए बहुत कुछ किय़ा हें 

अपनी ज़ान देक़र हमे ज़ीवनदान दिय़ा हें

तेरी बहन देख़ती हें तेऱा ऱास्ता

क्योंकि तूने दीया था उसको वास्ता 

कि तू लोटक़र ज़रूर आयेगा 

आकर उसकों डोली मे ब़ेठाएग़ा 

तेरी मां तेऱा अभी भ़ी इंतेज़ार क़र रह़ी हें 

वह ना किस़ी क़ी ब़ात क़ा ऐतबार क़र रह़ी हें 

चमक़ रह़ी हें जो उसक़े मन,

तू ह़ी हें वो आशा क़ी किरण 

तेरे पिता को नही हो रह़ा विशवास

अभ़ी भ़ी हें उनको तेरे आने क़ी आस

वो मानते हेँ कि तू उनक़ा सहाऱा बनेग़ा 

तूझे देख़कर ह़ी तो उनक़ा बुढापा कटेग़ा 

पर अपनो क़ी इच्छाओ क़े कारण कोंन रूका हें 

हां ! तू इस दूनिया से ज़ा चूका हें 

पर यह धरती तूझे अपने साथ रखेगी 

ओर एक दिन भारत क़ी साख जमेगी 

तूझे पल पल याद क़िया जाएगा 

तेऱा लहू ह़ी देश को महान बनाएगा...

I Know How It Is...

Hi! I'm here. Again. I know you all must be wondering what has gotten into me. Even I'm thinking the same, but you see, since I've started I am simply unable to resist myself. It's more like I've got so much to pen down that even though I told myself, so determinedly, that I won't post anything today but here I am, writing again. So much for determination and self-control. So, today I have another poem and I perfectly remember when did I write it. It was 22nd June 2010.

Also, there is another important thing related to this poem. It was my first work that I showed to dear mommy willingly (first two were caught by mom coz I wasn't wise enough to place them safely). Anyway, mom read this one and she absolutely loved it! And it was then that she started to encourage me to write more. Being a typical mom, she even went to the limits of thinking about getting a book by me published and all (yeah! She started after just ONE poem). Memories apart, lemme simply write the poem now. Wait. What do I hear? For whom was this written? Well, it was written for a particular situation a friend was facing. Though this friend never came to know of this poem. Hmmm... Life...

Anyway, here it is...

I know how it is
when you wake up every morning
past memories vivid, and you are in mourning.

I know how it is
to go thoroughly now, as before,
like a machine, doing every chore.

I know how it is
to have a fake smile on your face
when you wanna cry in a solitary place.

I know how it is
to ask God to grant that one wish so untrue
and having faith, he will listen to you.

I know how it is
to believe everything will turn perfectly perfect
when you should see life crumbling down to accept the fact.

I know how it is
to see the reality when you would rather
that you and I were still together.

But I know how it is
to pray everyday that this is not true
and life can be the same for me and you.

Yeah! I know it all very well dear pet
So whenever you are low don't forget,
Here's someone who also has been through
And the one who's suffering is not just you.
I'm here, and will always be
By your side, to care for thee...

I Wish...

I was writing some other post to be posted today but admittedly, even I found it kinda boring. Yeah! It happens. ;)

So, here I am, with a better post according to me. Another reason is that the people who read the first two posts, applauded My First Blog more. Hence, I decided I would post another poem.(Ms. G and Ms. K, I never showed this one to even you two ever.) I wrote it a long, long time back. Four years I guess. Again, the same question -- for whom? Ummm, I remember the name but not the face. He he he. Seems a peculiar thing to write a poem on someone at one point of your life and then almost completely forgetting them, right? Well, that's the way I am! You see, we get something out of every situation -- however sad or stupid. So, this poem came out of that silly situation. It goes like this... 

I wish I had you,

I wish those words were not true.

I wish you were mine,

And our relationship grew with time.

I wish those meetings were long,

I wish our love was strong.

I wish those chats still existed,

I wish those presents were really gifted.

I wish I had not uttered those words,

I wish the sky be still full of birds.

I wish there was no dark,

I wish I had made my mark.

I wish there was no night,

I wish our life was happy and bright.

I wish the weather was pleasant,

The same way wishes any peasant.

I wish you were not so cold,

And grew as the wine goes old.

I wish the days were sunny and warmer

And the sea soon gets calmer.

I wish we spend some time together,

There are so many memories to gather.

I wish life turns beautiful again,

I wish you see no loss or gain.

I wish soon comes the rain,

I wish you could realize my pain.

I wish my wishes to come true soon

And we dance under a full moon...

I'm Gonna Miss You *Sob* *Sob*

Few days back, I had nothing to do. Exams were less than a week away. But who cares about the insignificant things of life? Vaise bhi, exams in my college (infact, in most of the colleges of our country) are more or less about cramming stuff before exam and getting rid of them from our brains during exam. End of the story.

Haan! So, where was I? Yeah! Few days back, I had nothing to do. So, I started reading (yup, that's my passion!) my favourite set of books -- The Harry Potter Series for, I suppose, the zillionth time. And, it was, as always, enchanting. Usually I follow Swami Vivekanand such matters, i.e. I respect other people's opinions. But this is one case I just can't help but pity those people whom God deprived of the ability to love (yes, there's nothing such as 'liking' Harry Potter books) them. And then there are people like Ms. K, who accept that  they don't have the imagination power to make themselves believe that there exists a place like Hogwarts. GAWD! What not I will give away to just be a part of it!

Anyway, coming back to my reading it, I went through all of it again. The anger towards the Dursleys, the surprise on Harry's 11th birthday, the magical life of Hogwarts, the strength of friendship, the love, the ecstasy, the sadness, the wrath and even intense hatred. Though each of the books is as best as it can be, my personal favourite is Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Being the emotional fool I am, I naturally loved the moment when Harry comes to know that he has a wonderful wizard, Sirius Black, as his Godfather. Ah! What a moment of joy it was! But it was perhaps one of the saddest moments of my life when that ugly Voldemort loving bi*ch Bellatrix killed him. This was soon followed by deaths of Dumbledore, Hedwig, Mad Eye Moody, Dobby, Snape and Fred Weasley in further books. After Sirius, I guess it was Fred's demise that shook me most. For crying out aloud, he was the funniest! 

Here are reactions of some of the Weasleys after Fred's death, as I thought them to be...

Molly Weasley: Fred! Where are you dear? Please come back. I will never even think of scolding you. I'm even ready to work along with you at that joke shop of yours. Please come back.

Arthur Weasley: Son, I know you sacrificing your life was a deed of great bravery. But I wonder if we ever have to convert that ghoul in the attic into Ron again, who will give a helping hand to George and me?

Percy Weasley: I know I was a pighead. But who's gonna remind me of that for the rest of my life?

Ron Weasley: Look, I promise I won't have any problem if you keep on Apparating and Disapparating in my room for the rest of my life. I would even pay you for the stuff I buy in Weasleys' Wizards Wheezes till the last knut. Now, can you stop making all of us gloomy and return?

Ginny Weasley: I wish you could be here to see me with Harry. You see, I listened to you and stopped having multiple boyfriends. 

George Weasley: You know mate, earlier it was just an ear. But now, it feels like someone has ripped my soul apart. Half of my soul is missing. My better half is missing. Life is just not the same without you.

And mine: FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Where are you?? You were here with us just a moment before.. And you were joking.. Fred??? Where are you??? Please answer.. Fred??? 




And here is a small letter for Molly:

My First Blog!

My First Blog

So, this is it. Same old story. Have been thinking of writing a blog since forever. And now, with dear mommy's pushes and in the presence of my dear friend and room-mate Ms. G, I'm finally here!!!
Yuppppiiieeeee... And it feels so great. Exams ended today and so I'm obviously exhilarated. The usual monotonous things aside, I guess I'll straight away get to the point.
So, there I was. Sitting on my bed last night, trying to study. And even two-fifths of my portion for the end semester exam was not finished. And suddenly, out of nowhere, a word 'longing' crept into my mind. And then 'love', and finally 'light'. Believe me when I say I really tried to fight the urge but it overpowered me and with a slight tug from my other roomie Ms. K, i wrote something. Though its not my first, but I'm glad its a part of my first blog.
Now, don't ask for whom it is coz even I don't know. ;) Yeah! I know this is so typically me. Anyway, leaving all aside, it goes like this...

Dear stars, take the light of my love
And let him know I long to see him.

Dear wind, take a wisp of my wishes
And convey to him that I want him to be happy.

Dear seas, take the scenes of my solitude
And show him that I search for my soul mate.

Dear moon, take my mornings along with you
And they will move him seeing how much he is being missed.

Dear sun, take the glow of my face
And let him see that I bask in the warmth of his love.

Dear canaries, take the concern from my core
And when you cross him, he'll sense he is being cared for.

Dear songs, do not go to him
Coz he'll hear my sobs and will be here right away.

Dear fate, let him finish his voyage
And faith tells him we'll be soon together anyway.

Dear patience, do not run out please
Coz peace is just a door away. :)