Serenity

Picture credits: Sai Krishna Sana

 How awesome would it be to stay away from the hustle world and spend sometime with our loved ones in a valley surrounded with greenery where there is no network but only beautiful bonding with our family. With Gulmohar trees painted with red flowers on either sides of the road and your car in the middle while you stop to capture the moments is something which should be experienced at least once in life. The picturesque view of the hills and the mountains while driving up the hair pin bends is a time when you feel like the heaven is on the Earth. Cherry on the top when you realize it's raining and the air is chilled while you sit at a place eating something hot with a spectacular image of mountains in front of you. The way you taunt each other when you find monkeys on the roads and suddenly you all laugh for no reason at all and all the other little moments make the trip special, precious and memories worth cherishing!

The beach...

A place where she loves to go no matter what time it is. "The beach" Happy faces...cool breeze...crowded beach... She can see the excited children screaming and many people sitting on the dry sand dreaming while some selling the hot corn and the heavenly icecreams. None have to masquerade or act like a matured human. She just loves the way how people sit in the lap of the nature and forget about all the worries. The crashing blue waves and the colorful balloons trying to break the knots and fly always brings solace to her twinkling eyes. Little kids building their sand castles never fail to take her back to her childhood. The soap bubbles and the cold water touching her fair feet always makes her stay in a state of bliss. That is the place where she lived half of her life... The beach!

11 p.m. thoughts...

I sit beside the window with a book in my hand and as I turn the pages I open the book of my memories. I have many! Good and bad, sweet and sour, all those which made me what I'm today, both inside out. I realize that those memories helped me turn over a new leaf and write a new chapter in 'the fairytale',the book of my life.
As the pages increase and I go through them, I understand that I lived my 17 years of life under never-ending attention and incessant care accompanied with love in all forms from the people around me. I was like a baby cradled in the arms of a mother, protected from the real world. What more could I ask for? But then, a tinge of sadness hit me for I never lived the way I wanted to. I was used to see myself through the eyes of others and convinced myself that this is the real me. At the eleventh hour, I decide to explore things rather than sit and feel like a fifth wheel. Now, I start an entirely new journey which may hopefully lead me to solace. Certainly, it's better late than never. With this thought, I shut the book of my memories for now only to realize that I've spent here the entire day and finally go to sleep.
P.S. This is what happens when I sleep all day and eventually couldn't fall asleep at night!

Happy birthday Dev

He is not that Bunny from our all time favorites "Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani" but he sure is full of life and spirit. My best li'l holiday buddy is now a young lad! I remember how I used to wait an entire year to meet the only one who was younger than me back then. Happy birthday Bunny! We both shared many memories together. We used to have all the random talks starting from our classmates crushes to the world war-2 and all other topics which ever existed in this world. I sometimes used to feel that I was the younger one while talking to him about certain matters. The things which worried us both were whether our parents would get us bey-blades to play and whether the shop uncle will open his stores so that we can go and get toffees. Bunny was a matured kid whom every mother would love and now he is just a better version of that li'l cousin. He is an amazing sibling who pampers his little brother, an awesome son and a way better than the best cousin of mine. It's been ages since I've met him and though we don't talk often I still love him the same way I used to when we were kids. May be a bit more than before and I miss you. It's high time we need to catch up and spend some time. Don't you think so? And it's all about Devansh :) Stay blessed my Einstein ;)

Sibling love!

And this guy is the first guy friend I had in my life and trust me he is the best! He is the one who saved me from most of the thrashings from my mom ever since I was a kid. He makes sure that I still can wear my super cool shorts even when my dad is not okay with it. He is almost a rescuer and the best brother any sister can ever have. This fellow always makes me feel better when I feel like the whole world has abandoned me and I have no other way but just sit and cry for an entire day! The 6 years older than me type of brother assures me that "it is okay to fail and it is not always necessary to succeed in life" and that too in the most hilarious way. He gives me not-so-over-protective type of looks but gets scared like hell when he sees me cry :) and at times this guy shows me love in all the possible way without him knowing and that makes me feel like a sissy princy. Haha! Nope! He doesn't always act good to me but that's okay cause most of the times he is the best. The one person whom I can blindly trust in the decisions regarding my life is him. I love him to the moon and the stars and back. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YOU'VE DID TO ME AND CONTINUE TO DO.

P.S. Don't expect me to be good to you.

P.P.S. I am the first one whom you need to tell about your girl friend!

As the bus moves ahead...

As the bus moves ahead...

Here I sit beside the window, leaving the trees and the moments of the past behind but forgets to grab  myself from the tomorrow land.

As the winds blow, my wandering mind chooses to settle and watch the memories flow.

Realizing the need to fight for a place in the cold world, I pull myself into the chaotic reality with a force getting wet as the rain pours.
Many hours later, I muster up the courage to cross the turmoil while I sit beside the window as the bus moves ahead...

Typical Indian education system!!!

India is considered to be sacred and holy in many ways. Sure it is! May be not in this issue. We all must have heard of corruption in almost all the countries. But, here is this so called sacred country where admissions are SOLD. Students who work hard just can't get into a decent college but the rich kids can surely do. Though they don't have good grades they get the admissions but the others who actually strive hard for success can't because they can't afford to pay as they have no money in bulk. That's probably not their fault. The system which is actually controlling it is responsible. Hope this will be an eye opener and the respected authorities could help in any way possible.