Tuesday, December 13, 2016
It's just in the beginning babe!!
Every guy will be his best before tying the knot or getting
into a committed relationship. But those best days will only be in the
beginning as he need not impress you anymore cuz u've already fallen into
the trap. You have to deal with his every mood swing and understand
every situation even when u'
Remind yourself every time u think about giving any guy
space in your heart. Cuz he definitely comes with a heartache along. He
should be worth the heartache that he's gonna give you and if you're
really prepared to face them all alone.
Romantic candle light dinners, long rides, night out,
little cuddles, bouquets of roses, chocolates are just in the beginning.
Cuz he will remind you everytime that he is not so jobless to do those
little sweet things for you like before. So don't dream or expect
sweetness in your relationship throughout.
A lot of his traits, behaviour will eventually change. He
won't be the humble guy anymore. He will start comparing his
qualification with yours. His job with yours. His salary with yours. He
might remind you everytime how jobless you are if you have quit
everything for him and his family.
The same guy who made you feel like a princess will remind you how fat you are. Why your clothes don't fit you anymore. How much you eat. Everytime you feel like eating a pastry or an ice cream, he will taunt you about your curves.
The same guy who made you feel like a princess will remind you how fat you are. Why your clothes don't fit you anymore. How much you eat. Everytime you feel like eating a pastry or an ice cream, he will taunt you about your curves.
He might even start double dating and he will appreciate
and support other girls in front of you. He will compare you with them.
He will prove that they are better than you.
He will regret being with you. He will try to convince you
how a casual argument which he is used to earlier give up just to make
you feel you are right, appear to be a big fight now and you are the reason
for it.
He will compare your friends with his. He will insult you in front of them and publically display your incapabilities.
He always used to touch your cheeks and pinch them and sing
googly woogly wooksh but he slaps those same cheeks now in anger and
shows you his frustration.
You would block his calls everywhere but now you are blocked from
his life. His last seen will never become visible to you cuz he would
have removed you from his contacts.
Not every special guy whom you meet in your teenage is
gonna be the best husband. He is gonna be good and special only for that
phase of your life. He will eventually change too. So stop dreaming or
fantasizing about your teenage boyfriend or crush. It might have just
been an attraction.
Those special cute names you used to address him with love will irritate him more.
Be prepared to be with the worst man then every little thing your man does will look great.
Friday, December 9, 2016
I'm sorry !!
I wont be sorry for being me,
I wont be sorry for not living the way you want,
I wont be sorry for being real,
I wont be sorry for sticking to my values,
I wont be sorry for doing the right things,
I wont be sorry for what you've understood,
I wont be sorry for hurting you with the truth,
I wont be sorry for fighting for my rights,
I wont be sorry for loving you,
I wont be sorry for loving me more than anybody else.
To my love warrior-for the battle of love
I know you will never be mine, but I still hope
I know you will never understand , but I still wish
I know you will never miss me, but I still dream
I know you will never give up your ego, but I still surrender
I know you will never want me, but I still need
I know you will never need me, but I still crave
I know you will never love me, but I will still love you forever
Are you lucky ?
Everybody's gonna leave you at the end of it. It's your journey and
hopes alone. Nobody is gonna walk with you throughout. The world is
selfish. Life is such a tough battle between independence and
compromises. Either you choose your freedom and decide to live it alone
or choose to live with somebody else compromising on your dreams,
wishes, values. Lucky are the one who get the best of both along with an
unconditional loving relationship.
Ah PErfection ?? What is it ?? This is imperfect too...
Nobody is perfect. May be that's why there is something best hidden in
every individual. There is something unique about them. There is
something that brings a smile while a few which makes us cry. There is
atleast one thing you get to learn from everyone even if you hate
everything else about them. Life is about how we see it and make choices
of people. We choose the ones whose best are something that we value
and whose worst are tolerable compared to the best. We reject the ones
whose best is although their best but isn't something compatible and not
something that we value. We don't even try considering even if they
have less weaknesses as we have already rejected their best attribute.
Choices about people especially the ones who are expected to spend a lot of time with us is just so scary. But the truth is that nobody is perfect and we have to live past those imperfections and remind ourselves every time if the person is worth our tolerance and also is ready to compromise on those attributes which are weaknesses too just the way we are ready to do...
Choices about people especially the ones who are expected to spend a lot of time with us is just so scary. But the truth is that nobody is perfect and we have to live past those imperfections and remind ourselves every time if the person is worth our tolerance and also is ready to compromise on those attributes which are weaknesses too just the way we are ready to do...
Saturday, June 18, 2016
And she changed...
From being a girl to a woman,
From being sexy to elegant,
From being a pink lover to a red lover,
From being sexy to elegant,
From being a pink lover to a red lover,
From being good-looking to good-hearted,
From being crazy to classy,
From being good to better,
From being a girl who says her worth to a woman who acts her worth,
From being selfish to empathetic,
From being independent to mutually dependent,
From being aimless to reinventing herself,
From being carefree to responsible,
From being in her world to their world,
From being aimless to reinventing herself,
From being carefree to responsible,
From being in her world to their world,
From being a daddy's princess to her man's queen,
She changed,
And she changed for the man who loved her the most,
And she changed with the man who adored her the most.
And she changed with the man who adored her the most.
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Greatest treasures!
"Maa, kaisa dikh raha hoon ?”, he asked looking at his mom through the mirror.
“ Bahut pyaare beta. Bilkul officer ke jaise. Agar papa hote toh bohot khush hote ”, she said with tears in her eyes remembering her husband who could never be forgotten.
He asked for water and tried deviating from the topic.
He left for work, dreaming about those little wishes he had.
He was excited looking at his reflections all over in the lift. It was his first time in the lift.
He set his hair and looked at his uniform and took pride in wearing it.
He reported to his senior and resumed work.
“Which floor ma’am ?”, he asked
“Ground floor”, she replied in arrogance.
“ He was not aware that 0 was ground floor in his building”
The lift had already moved to the basement by the time he could press the button.
“ You fool, I’ve no time to waste till the lift goes up. You wasted my time. I’m the manager of this company. I’ll chuck you out of the job if you repeat this next time”, she shouted forgetting there were people around.
He apologised and was broken as it was his first day at work. He felt shattered as his dreams were big and this job was the beginning of his big dream.
“Bhaiyya 4th floor”, he heard from a beautifully sounding gentle voice.
She had witnessed the entire scene.
“Kabhi Kabhi yeh sab ho jaata hai. Chod do”, she said and tried consoling him.
Nodding his head he replied, “ Theek hai madam”
He found someone who could empathize him.
On opening of the lift door she acknowledged him and said “Thank you bhaiyaa”,
“ Kindly arrange for a soft skills training for all the managers and also for a GRATITUDE WEEK to acknowledge the supporting staff of this company.
- Jyothi(CEO) ”
A mail was sent to her personal secretary immediately after this incident.
He secretly thanked God for the change and prayed for the person who initiated it. Little did he know about the lady who consoled him.
Yes, she was the CEO, an empathetic CEO who was on rounds to check the operations at work. She wanted a change for her employees and make it a better working place as employees are the greatest assets and all had equal role to play in its growth.
Time at times could be compromised but never dignity to oneself and others.
“ Respect is one of the greatest treasures. I mean, what does it all add upto if you don’t have it all?” –Marilyn Monroe
Dedicated to all the lift operators and other supporting security staff :)
“ Bahut pyaare beta. Bilkul officer ke jaise. Agar papa hote toh bohot khush hote ”, she said with tears in her eyes remembering her husband who could never be forgotten.
He asked for water and tried deviating from the topic.
He left for work, dreaming about those little wishes he had.
He was excited looking at his reflections all over in the lift. It was his first time in the lift.
He set his hair and looked at his uniform and took pride in wearing it.
He reported to his senior and resumed work.
“Which floor ma’am ?”, he asked
“Ground floor”, she replied in arrogance.
“ He was not aware that 0 was ground floor in his building”
The lift had already moved to the basement by the time he could press the button.
“ You fool, I’ve no time to waste till the lift goes up. You wasted my time. I’m the manager of this company. I’ll chuck you out of the job if you repeat this next time”, she shouted forgetting there were people around.
He apologised and was broken as it was his first day at work. He felt shattered as his dreams were big and this job was the beginning of his big dream.
“Bhaiyya 4th floor”, he heard from a beautifully sounding gentle voice.
She had witnessed the entire scene.
“Kabhi Kabhi yeh sab ho jaata hai. Chod do”, she said and tried consoling him.
Nodding his head he replied, “ Theek hai madam”
He found someone who could empathize him.
On opening of the lift door she acknowledged him and said “Thank you bhaiyaa”,
“ Kindly arrange for a soft skills training for all the managers and also for a GRATITUDE WEEK to acknowledge the supporting staff of this company.
- Jyothi(CEO) ”
A mail was sent to her personal secretary immediately after this incident.
He secretly thanked God for the change and prayed for the person who initiated it. Little did he know about the lady who consoled him.
Yes, she was the CEO, an empathetic CEO who was on rounds to check the operations at work. She wanted a change for her employees and make it a better working place as employees are the greatest assets and all had equal role to play in its growth.
Time at times could be compromised but never dignity to oneself and others.
“ Respect is one of the greatest treasures. I mean, what does it all add upto if you don’t have it all?” –Marilyn Monroe
Dedicated to all the lift operators and other supporting security staff :)
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Modern love story!
He walked with her in her favorite flowery road holding her soft little hands. While his other hand was used quite skillfully to text his other girl. He taught love was a game. He loved her with his mind while they both loved him with their heart. He named them both with the same nick name to make his game easier allowing no opponents as both the girls thought his status updates on the social media were for them. They weren't aware nor did they ever try to... doubt this handsome boy as he was a player and was well versed in his game. It was not the first time for him. Handling a serious girl was not easy for this player for a long time despite his expertise. He left her in peace, leaving her life shattered.
2015 taught them in different ways. Girl 1- Don't trust when you are not convinced about something. Girl 2-You still have a long way to realize it's better you become smart soon
The player - Karma is watching you
They welcomed 2016 to begin a new life hoping for a better life.
#wordsleftunsaid#Karmaiswatching
#wordsleftunsaid#Karmaiswatching
Friday, May 27, 2016
Unanswered questions are all that remain…
“Pick the call, pick the call please”, she wished with her fingers crossed.
“I've told you hundred times not to call me or message me. Why do you irritate me like this?”, he blurted with anger.
“Abhi what's wrong with you? You were fine till your birthday and what happened now? You’ve been ignoring me without any reason”, she begged him for an answer.
“Go ask yourself what went wrong”, he asked
She was clueless
“Listen one more thing I got committed to another girl. I can't talk to you anymore”.
“You are kidding. Aren’t you? You know how possessive I'm about you and you still tell all this? I like your sense of humor kano”, she said trying to convince herself with a smile.
“I'm not that jobless to do all that. If you want you can believe otherwise it's not my loss. I'll WhatsApp you our pictures if you want”, he rudely tried proving her wrong.
“Abhi are you serious? I'm feeling broken. Don't do this to me. My chest is paining. I'm not able to digest it”, she pleaded him for an answer
“I conveyed what I was supposed to. Stop troubling me now”, he said and tried avoiding her
“Okay atleast can you tell me who the girl is?”, she asked to reassure and hoping for it to be a lie
“Deepika”, he said without any hesistation
“Which Deepika? We know a lot of Deepikas in common” , she questioned him further
“Your best friend Deepika”, he further clarified
“What? Deepu?”, she asked wiping her tears feeling broken and betrayed.
“I can't believe. She knows everything about us and she knows how much I love you. She wouldn't do this to me”, she tried convincing herself recalling how Deepika had stood by her through her thick and thin.
“Go ask her yourself.Good bye.”
“ Hello abhi!! Abhiiiii, Abhiiii tell me what mistake did I do?? Abhiiii…..?” the line had got disconnected.
“The number you’re trying call is busy at the moment” she heard on her final attempt in seeking for an answer. Her number was in his block list already.
We all have such questions for which we never get answers. We feel betrayed. But looking for answers for such questions will not change the situation nor will it help getting back the same old person back in our lives. These answers might hurt us more. It’s better to move on having our own answers although unanswered questions are all that remain…
Monday, April 18, 2016
For one last time...
"Say cheeseeee...",the photographer asked all of them to pose for their class picture . For one last time..All dressed in robes and caps. A picture that could take everybody to a nostalgic world." Three cheers to 3Bcom B , Hip Hip Hurray!Hip Hip Hurray! Hip Hip Hurray! ", they cheered for one last time for their class. They slowly dispersed after all the selfie sessions.
While these 2 cute friends had not finished their episode of teasing each other till she almost cried. They had travelled from corners of the world to attend their convocation and relive those moments of their 3 years' journey. They had planned their future in different countries too. And it was time for them to say goodbye for one last time.
He hugged her tight.
She was almost in tears and said " I will miss you monkey".
All that was running in his mind was "I can't control anymore. Can't control myself from saying those three magical, golden words. Every time you came close to me, my heart skipped a beat. Every time you looked into my eyes, I was lost in your world. Could see nothing else. Every time you held my hands, I wanted you to walk with me forever. Every time you laughed, I wanted you to be with me for all my joys and sorrows. Every time you spoke about your ex, I wanted to tell you that you're just mine from now. Every time you hugged me, I wanted you all to myself. I'm feeling the same now. Should I say it or not? Did you feel the same for me? Will you leave me if I say it to you? Why don't you understand yourself what I'm feeling for you cuz nobody has ever understood me like you. I'm dying every minute without knowing what to tell. If not now I might never get to say it ever". He was in pain and clueless and said " I'll miss you more mental" wanting her in his life for one more time. They parted and continued their journey of life.
One sided love could be too painful. More painful than break ups. We never know how to convey things and what the consequences would be. With the fear of losing that person we remain silent forever.There can be nothing more hurting than those words left unsaid.
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
Sonder-Every smile has a painful tear for the words left unsaid
"So cooool bro! Your life is all settled now. You're so lucky you've
such encouraging parents. They do everything for you. We are not so
lucky like you, we have to do things unwillingly. Anyways bro don't
forget me once you go there. Tc". He received a text from his old school
friend on his way to the Airport. He smiled reading it and thinking of
the truth and how his life had been perceived by people.
He replied " Haha.Thanks bro. Will surely not forget. Will Skype you".
He got down from his Maserati while his driver assisted him in unloading the luggage and waved a good bye to him.
He finished his formalities and sat down till his flight arrived. An old man sat next to him. They exchanged smiles initially and the conversation began.
"Your good name Hero?", the old man asked. " Rahul, Rahul Vivek Gupta", he said.
“ Myself Gopinath. So where are you flying to?", the old man inquired. "London", he replied.
“Oh well, so both of us can even travel together. I’m going there too. It's a very expensive place. I’m going there to visit my cousin. He mints money there.”, the old man shared his little knowledge about the place.
He further questioned “So what's your purpose of travel ?"
“I'm going there to study and might settle there”, he answered it again, for the 999th time since he had decided to leave India.
“So you must be a rich chap.Hmmm… By the way did you say Vivek Gupta ? I think I've heard it somewhere. What exactly does your dad do ?", the old man asked him curiously.
" Business” , Rahul replied
“What business ?”, the old man asked
“He owns the Gupta group of companies” , he said wishing for the conversation to end soon.
“Woaww! So you must be having a royal life. We all dream to live like you and struggle our whole lives striving to experience luxury”, the old man expressed his dissatisfaction towards his life and then quickly paying attention to the announcements, they both headed towards their flight as it had just arrived.
Rahul was not surprised as he always had conversations with similar responses.
Rahul ensured that the old man was not sitting anywhere close to him. Meanwhile, a beautiful young girl was directed towards the seat vacant next to him by the cabin crew. She introduced herself and then the conversation began. " You look very handsome so how many girls have you dated till now?10-20? Isn't it ?”, she began her conversation adding humor to it.
He laughed.
“Was the count too less ?”, she continued .
“No”, he said and gave a sharp look.
On the arrival of the food the girl was lost in satisfying the cravings of her stomach.
He was lost, lost in his world of reality. While the whole world dreams to lead a life like him, he wanted to escape from it. And his escape route was London. He had millions of words unsaid.
How could he tell his old school friend that the mother whom he had when he was in school had been replaced with a modern young step mother? How could he tell the old man that Vivek Gupta had only money for his son and the royal life that he was given could not heal his mental pain. How could he tell the girl that the only girl whom he had taught would give him unconditional love had loved him only for money and had left him shattered ?
A lot of us wish to lead our lives like others. Sometime like the ones that we idolize. But we never know the struggle, the pain, and the humiliations that they are undergoing. Appearances could be deceiving.
Every random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as our own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness. With passageways to thousands of other lives that we never know existed, in which we might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway.
The so called "perfect" life is not perfect. It is mostly perfectly flawed. Instead of being judgmental or trying to crib about things which we don’t have a control of, we could try building a meaningful life and it could magically lead us to the place that we deserve to be in.
He replied " Haha.Thanks bro. Will surely not forget. Will Skype you".
He got down from his Maserati while his driver assisted him in unloading the luggage and waved a good bye to him.
He finished his formalities and sat down till his flight arrived. An old man sat next to him. They exchanged smiles initially and the conversation began.
"Your good name Hero?", the old man asked. " Rahul, Rahul Vivek Gupta", he said.
“ Myself Gopinath. So where are you flying to?", the old man inquired. "London", he replied.
“Oh well, so both of us can even travel together. I’m going there too. It's a very expensive place. I’m going there to visit my cousin. He mints money there.”, the old man shared his little knowledge about the place.
He further questioned “So what's your purpose of travel ?"
“I'm going there to study and might settle there”, he answered it again, for the 999th time since he had decided to leave India.
“So you must be a rich chap.Hmmm… By the way did you say Vivek Gupta ? I think I've heard it somewhere. What exactly does your dad do ?", the old man asked him curiously.
" Business” , Rahul replied
“What business ?”, the old man asked
“He owns the Gupta group of companies” , he said wishing for the conversation to end soon.
“Woaww! So you must be having a royal life. We all dream to live like you and struggle our whole lives striving to experience luxury”, the old man expressed his dissatisfaction towards his life and then quickly paying attention to the announcements, they both headed towards their flight as it had just arrived.
Rahul was not surprised as he always had conversations with similar responses.
Rahul ensured that the old man was not sitting anywhere close to him. Meanwhile, a beautiful young girl was directed towards the seat vacant next to him by the cabin crew. She introduced herself and then the conversation began. " You look very handsome so how many girls have you dated till now?10-20? Isn't it ?”, she began her conversation adding humor to it.
He laughed.
“Was the count too less ?”, she continued .
“No”, he said and gave a sharp look.
On the arrival of the food the girl was lost in satisfying the cravings of her stomach.
He was lost, lost in his world of reality. While the whole world dreams to lead a life like him, he wanted to escape from it. And his escape route was London. He had millions of words unsaid.
How could he tell his old school friend that the mother whom he had when he was in school had been replaced with a modern young step mother? How could he tell the old man that Vivek Gupta had only money for his son and the royal life that he was given could not heal his mental pain. How could he tell the girl that the only girl whom he had taught would give him unconditional love had loved him only for money and had left him shattered ?
A lot of us wish to lead our lives like others. Sometime like the ones that we idolize. But we never know the struggle, the pain, and the humiliations that they are undergoing. Appearances could be deceiving.
Every random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as our own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness. With passageways to thousands of other lives that we never know existed, in which we might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway.
The so called "perfect" life is not perfect. It is mostly perfectly flawed. Instead of being judgmental or trying to crib about things which we don’t have a control of, we could try building a meaningful life and it could magically lead us to the place that we deserve to be in.
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