My curly-wurly angel

This one's for you my curly-wurly angel..

We've been chaddi-buddies for fifteen years now! Can you believe it? From teeny-weeny toddlers we've grown up to become tough teenagers.. I miss the day when...an upside-down swing flooded our minds with strange business ideas, the day we made sham toffees with stones for no apparent reason. You've always been there as a friend, sis and mentor. I've had my fair share of joy and fuck-ups , but I wouldn't be who I am today if it wasn't for you, my friend. You've always been there to wipe my tears, to laugh on my silly jokes, to thump my back and most importantly to sing me through life's ups and downs. No matter which course my life takes, your warmth and innocence, that dimpled smile just takes all the pain away. God, the thought that there would be a day when we'd no longer travel in the same bus, that there wouldn't be those endless Antakshari sessions, that you would no longer be just a few floors away, sends a chill down my spine. I can never imagine a life without you, Shrads.

You are and will always be my best friend, Shraddha.

There's no doubt that I wouldn't miss anyone as much as I'd miss you after we graduate high school.



Here's a poem Shraddha wrote on my 17th Birthday. The poem brought back all wonderful memories.. I'd cherish this poem for years to come, Shrads..


My Singing Star

I've caught a little singing star
Stole it right out of the sky
It always shines and sings me through
Till it feels like I'm ready to fly.

So thank you little singing star
for shining by my side so bright
Lighting my way, I hope you'll stay
So I'm singing for you tonight.

I feel so strong when we're together
But as we grow old, we grow wise
And I hate that nothing lasts forever
The world seems so big through my eyes

So thank you lovely singing star
for letting me share your light
Hold on to our special place in this big world
So I'm singing for you tonight

Just want you to know, I'm never going to let go of you, no matter how our lives turn out, wherever we may end up, you'll always be my singing star...


Thanks for everything,Shrads. I love you.

Sweeter and sweeter..

Song of the moment:

Like Lovers Do
- Heather Nova

There is a paradise that can be found
A better life to bring us round
And all we really need to do
Is see the world like lovers do

I want to take it easy, take it slow
To catch a fire and let it go
I wanna give myself to you
So we can live like lovers do

Like lovers do
I wanna feel that way
Yeah like lovers do
They loose themselves for days
And I need to feel, I need to feel that way

I can hear you thinking what I feel
I know that what we've got is real
And all we need to get us through
Is just to live like lovers do

Just like lovers do
I wanna feel that way
Yeah like lovers do
They loose themselves for days
Yeah I need to feel, I need to feel that way
Like lovers do
Give me the strength
To give myself to you
Like lovers lovers do


-Yours BCF

Life at its daffy-best

28th of May, a night before, CBSE decided to be merciless with ,us, scared sixteen-year old souls, I was in Sri Nagar, shifting uncomfortably in bed. Finally, fear which was lurking deep inside me, came up in form of goose pimples...

I spent the entire day hoping something would go wrong, weird right? Oh well, I had my reasons.
I've always maintained that when something terribly bad happens, it's followed by something
unbelievably good. Errrr, foolish I know. Well, that's what CBSE does to you, freaks you out!
So, while I was riding a horse,I'd hope it'd slip or something of that sort! Really, the negative-me was at its best, trying to imagine every possible sad thing. But to my disappointment nothing of that sort happened. Moreover, the trip had been fantastic. So the darker it grew, the more hyper-active my panic-cells got. At one point, I got so desperate, that I requested my brother
to beat me up. And, the devil, without having second thoughts, started the drill. Oh well, it only made me happy * sheepish smile *

And did I mention just how developed Kashmir is? This one guy at the reception actually looked at me like I was some retard, when I mentioned 'Internet'. So we gadded around town, hoping to come across an Internet cafe. We did come across one called 'Raju Intarnet Cafe'. Oh well, I didn't expect him to open his shop for me at 8 in the morning. So ultimately, I had to rely on the source I dreaded the most- phone call from a friend.

Well, I was stuck with two fat ladies. 88% wasn't impressive at all. I got beaten up for nothing!
I whined on my way back to the hotel. Everyone congratulated, regardless. Being far from home didn't really help, I got calls from uncles and aunties who I didn't even know existed.

We had to fly to Jammu in the afternoon. And just so you know, airsickness is my best friend. I hate flights. But I didn't have much of a choice there. For a half hour flight, we had to go through
a two hour security-check. Seriously, Kashmir police makes you feel like you're in Osama's family. Blah! Annoyed the hell out of me..

On reaching, I was told our hotel wasn't situated in the main city! My eyes were weary, my body aching for sleep...It took us two long hours to reach our hotel, I crashed onto the bed almost instantly.. My body had begun to heat-up already, my eyes started burning and my body and mind suffered an excruciating pain...

As if I hadn't greased my elbow enough, I was told that we had to go to Vaishno Devi the same evening.. 14 kms up the hill, are you kidding me? Just the thought sent a chill down my spine..
I was in no shape to get up even, forget climbing mountains.. But no one paid heat to my tantrums, my rants went unnoticed..

So we started... after 3 kms, I felt I could collapse any second. But I moved on...walked and walked... for 4 hours!! All this time, I was busy cursing my day.. I mean, a 90 + would have me running.. But, that wasn't the case...Well, we reached somehow.. Woke up the next morning, went for the darshan, prayed lots and came back 14 kms.

It was definitely the craziest day of my life. Phew!

Forever and ever...

You can never know,the soft cries of my heart,as it yearns to tell you
what you must not hear...

Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back. Yes, love when not reciprocated,does hurt.. I see a bowl full of noodles, entwined. And then I look at the single noodle lying in the strainer, forsaken and forgotten. While the others are snuggling and warm, it lies there, numb and lifeless.. That's how I feel when I come across people who're truly,madly and deeply in love with each other. No envy, nothing. Just a pang in my heart, for the things that could be..

Me cribbing, does not make me the only person suffering, I know there are a lot of broken hearts out there... Hearts which once knew love, hearts which long to feel it and also hearts which are now scared to be its victim...

All I'd say is, don't expect love in return, just wait for it to grow in their heart, but if it doesn't, be sure it grew in yours...

And to those who are fortunate to have someone beside them - love truly, cherish every moment spent together and thank Him for blessing you..

Finally, to 'you', I thank you from the bottom of my heart, because if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have experienced and known something so pure, so beautiful...

If there's one song which could say it all, it would be...

I will Always Love You
-Whitney Houstan

If I should stay,
I would only be in your way.
So I'll go, but I know
I'll think of you every step of the way.

And I will always love you.
I will always love you.

You, my darling you. Hmm.
Bittersweet memories that is all
I'm taking with me.
So, goodbye. Please, don't cry.
We both know I'm not what you, you need.

And I will always love you.
I will always love you.

I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you've dreamed of.
And I wish to you, joy and happiness.
But above all this, I wish you love.
And I will always love you....

Sometimes it's the little things......

.....that matter the most. This is a phrase we've all come across, be it in novels or lyrics to some love song. But never in my life did I try to ponder over it, was it sheer ignorance or was it lack of experience, I do not know.

Life's most beautiful moments don't always have to be grand. Most of them come in tiny packages. Insignificant things which sometimes leave you feeling funny inside, times when you're
smiling from side-to-side for no apparent reason.

Just as I was walking back home, I spotted this really adorable baby, on the opposite side of the street. Then again, all babies are adorable, but this one had twinkle in his eyes and let's not forget a very beautiful smile. He looked at me and smiled a smile I can never forget. And I don't know how he did it, but it felt like he injected some energy-producing hormone into me. The whole evening went by, with no excitement, but I was happy.

Walking alone and smiling, I bet the people who saw me thought I was a loon. Too lost in appreciating God's creations, it took me a while to register that my phone was ringing. A call from some random number, I answered nonetheless. It was a call from my friend from eighth grade! Back in eighth grade we used to be really good buddies, but something happened and she left the school. No phone calls, no emails, no messages- for two years, two long years of silence.
And then she calls when I'm least expecting her to! I could not believe it was her on the other side of the phone- still the bubbly lil girl from eighth grade. Woah! Life's sure unpredictable..

Later in the evening, a friend suggested that we should all go to this temple nearby. A Christian friend, might I add? So we, a group of four people- Sikh, Muslim, Christian and Hindu reached the temple. And something happened between us, we all just stood there silently and prayed. And we felt closer than before. And even though nothing was said between us, it was all very clear, that we all prayed for us to stay together, forever and ever....

Since the whole post revolves around the word 'little', I do not wish this post to be any longer.
All I'd say to sum it all up is, take time to realize all that we've been blessed with, appreciate His creations and most of all appreciate and cherish these little moments....for they are what matter the most...

Keep smiling :)!

Newbie blues...

First, let me brief you about the pre-eleventh grade days.

Woah! At long last, I could do all that I had planned to do after boards.

So, did I lose weight?- Nope (In fact, I gained a few kgs from eating out and sleeping lots)

So, did I learn something new?- Hell no, nothing at all. However, mum taught me the basics of driving a car. My first lesson involved, learning how to put the seat belt on. Whatever mum! On a serious note, I did learn about the functions of the clutch, brake and race. Being the curious kid I am, I asked "Ma, what if we press the race and brake together? " She warned me not to try that ever. Me: But, what if? Mum: BHAVNA!. End of discussion. I'm still wondering. If anyone of you has the answer to my question, please enlighten me!

So, did I watch any new movies?- Yup. I saw Meet the Spartans, Race and U, Me aur Hum. Loved them all !While, Meet the Spartans is an awesome spoof of 300 ( All respect for the movie, loved that one ), Race happens to be the only unpredictable Hindi movie I've seen. Enjoyed it. The third one had me in tears throughout. Beautiful story!

So, did I shop?- Oh yeah! From pretty ballerina shoes to adorable dresses. I bought myself some junk jewellery and a purse too! And not to mention, new glasses from FCUK. They cost mum about Rs.5000! Errmmmm.. So much for looking good!



However, the most satisfactory thing was that I got to spend time with most of my chummies!
Renewing ties with some great old friends was definitely the best thing. Love you all!



Now, about my first day in 11th grade..
Phew! It was one quirky day. My day kicked off with excruciating pain in my neck! I got up, regardless, dressed and left for school. On entering,I noticed some lists on the notice board for different sections. I went through all the lists, looking for my name... 1,2,3,4,5,6. Mummmyyy.

Dolts! How could they forget to put my name there?! So I searched for the teacher in charge, bugged her till she checked the records and gave me my section. Soo, after all that, I'm officially a Commerce student now. For those of you who are frowning now, it's just for you all that I took up this subject. Just to prove to all those people who consider Science students Gods and Commerce students freaks, that provided one works hard, a Commerce student can do equally well in life!

I need your blessings, grandma. I hope you're watching over your favourite brat, as she gets ready to travel yet another unbeaten path. Guide me,always. Leave me, never. I miss you so much.

Here I am....

Finally, a beginning, after much ado..
* sigh *
I've always been beguiled by the world of bloggers. Most of you out there express yourselves so beautifully, that allying to your blogs was natural. I knew I'd be starting with a blog of my own, just didn't know when. Why is today 'the day'?- Because I just got done with my boards! * grins *

This blog is going to be an assortment of my thoughts, escapades and everything in between. So, just sit back and see life through my eyes...