Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Welcome To Our Hideout

Hey Guys...

After our recent shift of house, the front door was kinda looking very bland and boring. And I can't stand anything boring. I desperately needed to add a little charm to the entrance. Before I can make a few more decorative pieces, here is one quilled welcome poster fixed on our main door. I found this design somewhere on the web, but tweaked it to suit my taste.






;) tell me how u find it .





Aaj...(A Hindi poem)

Aaj... Tere mere milne ki raat hai...
Aaj... Pehli ikraar ki raat hai...

Kyun aisi bardh gayi hai jarooratein
Sagar ke lehron si hui hai chahatein

Ab tujhko paa ke hum sanwar jaayenge
Teri khusboo ko hi apna kar jaayenge

Aaj...Khud ko bhoolne ki raat hai
Aaj... ek doosre me dhhalne ki raat hai

Saansein bhi ab chal rahi ... Ruk ruk ke
Dekh raha hai jaise koi... Chhup chhup ke

Khamosh honge zubaan... dhadkanein bolenge
Halki si roshni kahin door, par hawaaein sehlaayenge

Aaj... chaand ko choom lene ki raat hai...
Aaj...Pyar me mar mitne ki raat hai...

Kaash, aaj raina zara aur lambi ho jaaye
Hum dono ko dekhke waqt bhi thheher jaaye

Thodi si besharmi bhi hum kar jaayenge
Tadap rahe hain itna ki, aag se bhi khel jaayenge

Aaj... Duniya se na drrne ki raat hai
Aaj... Zindegi zee lene ki raat hai...
Khushiyan pee lene ki raat hai...

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

The Rain Fantasy

                                                    
          

  All my childhood and teens, I used to imagine what it would feel like to get drenched in the rain. Once, I had got the chance when I was in school in 9th or 10th standard. I had a raincoat which could keep the heavy rain away from me, and when I got half wet, I thought it was better to get completely wet rather than half, and so, I took off my raincoat and allowed myself. :) It was fun then, but  I still imagined what it would be to be in the rain out with my love. I had always envied the ones I saw in movies. Finally, a time came when I found my love but to my horror, I had grown up by then. Rain no more thrilled me, instead it gave me shivers out of cold. I gave life a heavy sigh believing that maybe I would never be able to do that. I used to try getting wet but failed to sustain the cold in about 2 min at most. Even my 'love '  is a mature kind of guy who believes that truth is stranger than fiction and he says that we can have much more fun unimaginably rather than deliberately trying to follow the ones in the movies. I was trying hard to learn these theories, me being a rather dreamy kind of girl.
                                                                          Last Sunday, we drove to the nearby park where we usually go when we feel like talking a lot or even sitting quietly holding hands. The weather was quite cloudy, being the month of July. We sat down on a bench, talking about random things. Suddenly, it struck my mind that where all the people in the park would go in case it started raining. Then, I swept aside the thought explaining myself that it doesn't rain quite suddenly and for long periods in Bangalore. Even if it rained, it would be sustainable. Anyways, then we walked around the park and decided that it was time to go home. While we took staggering steps towards the gate (well, that's our style of walking when we have fun), his phone rang.
                                                                          He took out the cellphone out and removed the cover to see his Mom calling. He disconnected it and moved towards a tree to call her back. Just as he started talking, it started drizzling. It was funny at first because none of us thought that it would rain more. So, we pushed ourselves together close to the tree which protected us from the light drizzle. In the next minute, it started raining as though it had never stopped raining since days. We didn't know what to do. I was a little unsure as to how he would react because he does not prefer me to get wet as I catch cold very fast, but to my surprise, he was laughing hard. The first thing he did was disconnecting the call explaining the situation we were in. (I am sure his Mom must be getting worried about our health after knowing about the rain).
                                                                    Then, we just walked out of the park not knowing what to do. We were almost completely wet by that time. The other people had taken shelter below the windowshed of a nearby house. Some others were standing under trees. Clearly no one knew what to do as there was only a single locked house nearby which provided very little space for shelter. We looked at each other and laughed  loud. I could see him comfortable with the rain the first time. We then decided that  getting wet on the bike was better than standing there and keep getting wet  without covering a single metre towards our home. So, off we started on our bike and then, I remembered that this was which I used to imagine always and to my surprise, I wasn't getting shivers too. Maybe the light drizzles gave shivers but this kind of sudden rain was like shower in bathroom. So, maybe my body thought that I am taking a shower and thus, didn't shiver. It was awesome as we drove away making people looking at us shocked. I am sure some of them who are romantic like me must be envying us. We really had fun. We drove slow as I was scared of the slippery road and nothing was visible to him too due to the XL size rain drops whipping hard on our faces.
                                                                   But, I am so thankful to God to give me this chance at least once. And I understood why he used to tell that natural surprises are better than deliberate attempts. It was so natural that I was on cloud Nine. When we got home, we were all dripping enough water from ourselves to create a small pool in our home. Hahaha. Thank you darling !!! You are always right...

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Happy Valentine's Day !!!


You just hold my hand
And give me soon a shiver
This feeling itself is so strong
That makes me yours forever

The love that u give is nothing
In comparison to the understanding
The way you look into my eyes
Still more strengthens our bonding

You make me lost in your eyes
Yet that’s the only place I am safe
Damn! I would love to stay lost
And never ever try to find myself

You make me crazy for you
As if u are the only human in world
Oh! I am highly addicted dear
Perhaps that I have already told

On this day of expressing one’s love
I just want you to know that
My dreams, my life and my world
All end with u and with u they start…!!!

Monday, January 23, 2012

Tired doing nothing...

                              The day has been very boring... and I hated the day.... I was all alone at  home, had finished cooking early in the dawntime.... and had nothing else to do.... or maybe I didn't want to do anything....Exams are over and I have not even enjoyed them fully.... So, I planned out a day full of sleep...and sleep...lots of it...
                             Soon after breakfast, I came to bed expecting a lazy day..... Doesn't that sound cozy... ;)  I was on bed for hardly 10 minutes when my friend called me up saying that we need to go to the xerox shop to get some photocopies needed in our practical records.... Feeling lazy, I tried to avoid going making some excuses. But, she..she is an extremely insisting kind of girl...She gets scared of anything that our teachers say and desperately tries to scare me too. As expected, I had to get ready and walk with her to the shop. It took more than 1 hour to take a photocopy of 16 pages. Credit goes to the crowd there, considering that this was the most popular shop for students. 
                                   Upon returning, I felt very hungry and took my lunch, thinking that now, I will have extra time to sleep due to early lunch. Lying down on my little bed, I called up my Mom, talking to her for 5 mins. Before hanging up, she said, " I will call u back after lunch" to which I replied, "No, I am planning to sleep a lot today. Don't call me back. I will call u in the evening." So, I lied down and tried to grab the sleep as soon as possible. But, I am a late sleeper which made me take about 45 mins to drift into sleep. 
                                   Just as I was slowly getting intoxicated by the sleep taking over me, "ghhhuuun....ghhhuuunnnn.....ghuuun....."...that's my cellphone's vibrations near my pillow. So, I picked it up to find that my sweetheart had a lunch break. Now, this is someone I can't say that I am sleeping. My sleep automatically flies away on his voice. We talked for about 10 mins. Then again, I tried hard to get back the intoxicating cover on me..... But my bad luck, after about 15 mins, the fan stopped rotating. Oh Goddd, what was this? Still I tried...... This trying took me about 1 hr. Maybe I got a 10 min light sleep, when I heard the pounding of the door. First , I thought let it to be whoever it is. i am not getting up. Gradually, the pounding became louder. I went with half-closed eyes to find my house owner at the door. She asked me to fill some water at home, as they were going the clean the tank and so, there won't be water for few hours. I had to get up and fill 2 buckets of water. 

                                  Then, I had to attend a nature's call and later, I came back to bed. After some time, my brother called me saying that he is coming to visit me. Finally, this was too much of sleep for me. I woke up and washed my face and got ready to welcome my brother.....But sleep....well...it has to wait till night...... :)

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Happy New Year !!!

                                 
               
I am sorry I had been away for a extremely long time which is not easily forgivable, but I hope u people will try to give me a place in ur hearts once again...... First of all, Happy New Year 2012.... May all of us succeed to be better each day of the year...... :)
                                                                              Something that I got to share today is not so happy thing but, just felt like sharing…….
Who said everyone is with you in happiness, but in sorrow u are alone….
                                                                         Today, on this New Year…I felt that this is not true…..New Year is here for celebrations, happiness, enjoyment, parties and all… Today, in the very morning, my fiancĂ© called up his friend to wish a happy new year…. In a very jolly mood, he shouted “Happy New Year” into the phone as soon as the friend picked up……With a very dull tone, the friend responded the same…So, he was surprised and asked for the reason for this unexpected response.
                                                                       The, what he told made him dumb and shivering.  The friend’s mom used to stay alone in his hometown. Before 3-4 days, some drunkard had barged into their house and attacked his mother with a machete on her face. She got dangerously injured on her left eye and the same side of head. She was unconscious in a pool of blood for quite some time before the neighbors found and hospitalized her. Right now, she is in a very critical situation….Upon hearing this much, he was shivering so much that he didn’t ask more about the reason behind the attack. After a while of silence, he shared this incident with me… and this made both of ours New Year gloomy…
                                                                    We come across lots of incidents like this in daily newspapers… but, why did we get so depressed on hearing this particular case. Because we were involved to these people… No matter what we do, New Year celebration won’t be the same anymore, because our  minds will roam about around that matter…. So, how do people say that no one shares ur sorrow..no one becomes sad for u…… I feel this is not true everywhere… What d

Thursday, March 31, 2011

World Cup 2011

March 2nd, 2011
-         I want to say u.....  Cricket is not interesting....... I dunno what these guys find so interesting in it.  It is boring; it’s just nothing….. I hate to sit before the tv and shout at every fours and sixes. It is meaningless. I hate it when he sits to watch cricket so anxiously.
-         Heyyy…. Bikes are just to move around and have some fresh air rather than cars…. I like bikes, but what is there in it to be so crazy about it? These guys…. Can’t they be interested in some sensible things like movies, novels and all….  What is the benefit of possessing the most stylish bike? Crazy guys……

March 31st, 2011
-         I love watching cricket with him. I love to shout like mads…. And I love when sachin hits a six.
-         We should go to some show room for choosing a bike. Hey! Just check out this new colour….
:) :) :) :)
Will you people like to listen to the story of this transformation???
It’s so simple. He taught me to enjoy cricket. He taught me to enjoy the style of bikes. I felt that anything that u do with your loved one turns interesting. And above all, he showed me the way to find something sensible in everything. Cricket, as he says, is not just cricket. It relates to life in a high extent. Have anyone ever watched the way how a captain handles the pressure and keeps his cool when he has the whole nation’s expectations on him. That’s how we should learn to manage expectations resting on us.
Now, I am sharing something very sweet and personal with you people….. just because I love all my readers…U people have given me voice to speak out and have lent me your ears for all my posts..

(World Cup is on and India had reached the semifinals was meeting Pakistan on Wednesday)
Yesterday, in the afternoon, I was in my class when one of my school friends messaged me, “A tip for all girls – How to know if its true love? On this Wednesday, if your guy spends the entire day with you, instead of watching the match…. Marry him:)”
I forwarded this message to my honey with absolutely no intentions. He replied me back, “And if you gal watches the whole match with you…. Marry her:)
But, yesterday, even I was excited to watch the match. The match was almost like a war. So, we watched the match together. 
 
Today, in the morning, I messaged him from my class, “I watched the whole match with you. So, will you marry me? :)

He replied, “Baby dear…. I am sorry dear…. I love my sweetheart sooooo much… I can neither leave her nor live without her”….

I was spellbound by the reply. I loved it… Thank you sooo much, my sweetuuu… for loving me in such a special way….