The Mistletoe.

Somebody once said to someone they love, "You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire you." and god, when did people stop saying things like that?

When was the last time you saw someone by a 100 roses for their lover?

Do you even remember the last time you eye-witnessed a flash mob proposal?

I mean, HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?

To be honest, it bugs me. I mean, when the fuck did a lousy text saying "Hey you wanna hang at dominoes?" outrun the classic way guys had to go through so much trouble for one date.
Sometimes, I think we girls give away too easily.

My point is, when did classic romance turn into texts and when did phrases that would knock you off your feet turn into stupid emoticons?

I think love used to be so much deeper back in the 60's. I mean, all the shit women did to all the poor guys. My grandmother once told me how a guy who lived down the street stood in front of her house for eight months consistently even before she looked at him.
Also, guys used to be so darn romantic.
I know stories of how guys spent months looking their best, trying to impress the girl's parents for marriage and it's just not the case anymore.

I mean, are relationships these days that shallow that they don't even seem worth the effort?

Because how I think, fifty years ago or fifty years later, LOVE is always going to LOVE and there's no way that feeling of looking to your right, seeing him talk and smiling because you're so sure he's every thing, can change. EVER.

So bring out the romance people because if you love someone that ridiculously, tell them just how ridiculous you can be.
Also, take out the mistletoe because Christmas is coming and because
legend says, it's mandatory to kiss under them.

Beauty&TheBeast.

Something about the road we walked on.
Something about the speed breakers we jumped through.
Somehow, everything around happens to be nothing but a reminder of you.

Something about the scooty we rode everyday.
Something about people telling me to stay away.
Somehow, everything around happens to be nothing but a reminder of you.

Something  about chocolates and promises.
Something about coffee and cigarettes. 
Somehow, everything is nothing but a reminder of you.

Something that happens every time it rains.
Something that went on till the middle of April.
It all happens to remind of you.

What about the promises? 
What about the plans?
Aren't you going to put me to bed every night?
Aren't we going to go to every place we promised each other?

It's okay. That's what I keep telling my self anyway.
But you know me.
I know you can see.
It's not going to be okay. Not anytime soon atleast.
Till then, I'll watch the beauty and the beast.

More than that.

Because the stars don't shine. They do a lot more.
Just like everything cannot be seen from the shore.
The waves don't flow. They do a lot more than that.
Everything cannot be seen from the start.

The mother who's been there since forever.
Do you realise, what she's done and how much she's worked?
The father whose work has kept him away from the people he loves.
Do you realise, how much he regrets every moment he couldn't have with you?

These people don't just care. They do a lot more.
You need to look closer. And you'll see what's in store. 
She isn't there only to cook your food. She's worth a lot more.
He isn't there just to earn money. He wished to do a lot more than that.

Things aren't how they look.
The cover won't tell you what's inside the book.
See more than what can be seen. 
And you'll be more than what you've ever been. 

It's not always about the what you can see.
Green leaves don't give shelter, it's actually the tree.
Look inside the eyes and maybe you'll realise.
The good.  The bad. The truth. The lies. 

Mom, Dad.  This one's for you.
Because things haven't been going so good. But I'm sorry and I promise I'll be back. 
I miss you people too. 
Love. 
Wish XOXO

Countdowns V/S Chocolates♥

Inne three days time, I am turning 15.
And honestly,  I suddenly feel so important, you know!
7 people are doing the countdown for my birthday and it feels weird. 
I am mean, I have never been SO loved.
And while I see all of it happening, I start wondering...
Are they only being nice to me because it's my birthday in 3 days or do they actually love me so much?
I don't know!
You know, somehow, everything's changing. 
I am apologising to so many people and they are forgiving me without a thought!
Can this actually be real?
Every one is being the best of themselves but I don't fucking like it!
Nandini is putting up photos with me everyday and just when that seemed less, she started updating my solo pictures on instagram with another countdown!
I mean, whatsapp could've sufficed.
And honestly this is weird. 
I don't like being so loved, you know. 
I never was the "Make me feel important.", "Prove your love to me." type. 
Rather, I enjoy being annoyed and irritated by some crazy berserks.
Even in all the relationships I have ever been in, I always liked having the funny and playfull kind of relationship.
One in which I could hit him and he could slap me back.
And one, in which I could call him anytime of the day and say "Oye, Haramkhor!  Yaad nahi aati!"
And one, in which he could tell me anytime while we're talking, "Saali velli, bohot ho gaye dramme! Ab sone de. Uthna hai mujhe kal!"
That is how I feel loved. 
I don't like when people remind me that they love me and constantly show how much they care for me.
That is the fucking problem with the world. They never get what I want.
And the ones who do understand what I want, are the ones who either are out of my life already or the ones who don't even exist.

Anyways my point is, you can't tell someone you love them by updating statuses, posting photos, holding countdowns for their birthdays. 
You can only make them realize how much they mean to you by the simple acts of making them feel like family, telling them anything that's on you mind without a second thought and maybe giving them chocolates. 
Because hey! Everybody loves chocolates, right! ;)

So everyone who's trying to make me feel loved since the past week, I just want to say that I appreciate the thought, but you sure need to know me a little more.
And yeah, the dailouge "Oye haramin! 3 din hain birthday ko. Zyada dimaag ke ghode na daudaiyo ki mai kya doonga. Party pe aaunga na, usse hi meherbaani samajhiyo. Chal ab zyada ud mat, happy birthday in advance!  :*"
Would knock me off my feet way more than "Aww, I love you so much bith, 3DAYS TO GO LOVE!" would.

Then again, thanks Countdowners♥

AND YEAH. One more thing! 
3Days.3Days.3Days. 
Laku's gonna be fifteen. ♥
OH YEAH!  OH YEAH!  OH YEAH!  =D

Introspection's hard.

Okay so here's the thing. I’ve been miserable for the past week. I am easily confused, perennially frustrated, and surprisingly lonely for a person who is constantly surrounded by a hell lot of people. Yes, all the old shit of being the sad and lonely girl is back. But whatever, leaving that out, oh wait, there is nothing at all I have nothing at all to talk about. No kidding. I mean it is kind of weird for a person like me who always have some or the other thing to talk about. I miss myself. I swear, I do but well, in the past I've been in this mood over and over again but every time I broke down, I bounced back. Somehow I picked myself up and got over it. But this time, it is just weird. It’s like I don't want to bounce back. I don't want to be normal again. I like being broken heart-ed because the truth is, I don't have the courage to pick up the broken pieces and be myself again. I don't want to fix my heart. That lost love; I don't want to bring it back because I am tired. I am tired of people taking me for granted and leaving me every time. I am tired of people coming to me, getting close and then walking away and then saying that the only reason they ever came close was because I needed them. Well so this is for the world. I am okay on my own and I don't need any one. I don't need anyone to fix my broken heart because I am happy with the broken pieces. Yes, I got hurt but I let go. I didn't move on but I just stopped waiting around. I am not moving to anyone new right now because no guy is worth it right now. I'll fall in love someday again. But this time, at the right time, with the right person.  #Because someone said that love does not happens in an age you can't even pick out which dress to wear. =D

The Times Of Twenty-Twelve.

Hello peeps. :)

So no,
I am not continuing that love story of my two best friends.
Reason being that I don't like sad endings.
So I will complete the story the day both of them get the happy ending they actually deserve.

Untill then I am going to tell you all about something else.
So as you all must have noticed,
It's the last day of the year.
2012 is officially going to be over in a day.
SO I've just been thinking about how complicated this year was.
The summer that never ended. <3

The winters which brought new beginnings.

The Monsoon that brought in a lot of love. <3

This year I became someone else.
I changed a lot.

So today,  I'm just going to talk about how 2012 was to me?
Was it good? Was it bad?
I can't really decide.

It started with a wedding.
A crazy and the most awaited wedding, which turned a lot of things in my family later on.
Then the exams which went not so good after all. But somehow, I did manage to get 83% overall.
Then the crazy march and the begininng of the new, horrible session.
The summer holidays <3

When I danced, got my first boyfriend, broke up in a day, did my first couple dance, got my first guy best friend, watched my first sex comedy movie, and so much more. :-D

It all began just right there.
The magic began.
Then the july. The monsoon.
Another shitty relationship.

Then the end of july, the rain poured love and I was dating my first boyfriend again.

Then the august, I got back to work and said goodbye to my boyfriend.

Then august,
Enters Rudra Sharma : new best friend.

Then september,
The study hard month.
Gave my phone to the tuition sir.
Worked hard.
Got a better result. :)

Then the october.
The jobless, crazy, fall in love, get a new boyfriend, birthday month.
Started hokkah.
Tried to fall in love with best friend.
Got a new boyfriend;
Broke up in 2 days because best friend didn't like boyfriend.
Got addicted to hokkah.
Got a haircut.
Started getting a little better.
Started class bunking.
Got caught class bunking.
Went to jaipur with school.
Got crazy, went wild. 

Then the november.
Dated my best friend as an over correction for my first love : Divyansh.

Didn't wort out.
cried
Regreted.
Created a brotip that said not to date your best friend.
Lost my best friend.
Life went bad.
Excrutiatingly bad.
Gave my unit tests.
Got horrible results.
Attended another awesome wedding.
Said goodbye to my sister.
Cried loads.
Not because she went.
But I was crying because I just realized:
I would also be going one day. :(

Then the December <3
Got my best friend back 
Best friend fell in love with the another friend.
I fell in love with my first love, just like I did every month for the past 2 years.
But biggest fight ever with the cupcakes.
Lost all my friends.
Wanted Rudra to be there when I was crying.
He never cared to ask what happened.
He took their side just because that another girl was in their side.
Felt betrayed.
Was lonely.
Tried to kill myself 5 times.
Couldn't do it.
I did cut my hand real bad though.

But there was someone.
Someone came.
Picked up all the peices of the broken heart.
Made me smile.
Became the only one.
Helped me 
Told me to solve the cupcakes fight.

So, I solved it. 
All friends came back.
Rudra went back to normal.
This time I wouldn't.
He made me apologize to all of them.
Even to that bitch of his, he loved.

I wouldn't trust rudra again.
He wasn't worth it.

That somebody was worth it.

Fell in love again.
This time with the right person.

That's the end.
The year has ended.
So this is for 2012.

To the laughs, to the cries, to the broken hearts, to the loves, to the smiles. :)
To the craziness.

To the new beginnings.
To the old sad endings.

To the year that went by so quickly, leaving too many memories behind. :)

Happy new year folks.
May 2013 be all that you want it to be.

All that's left to write.

Life had been better with you.
A little easier
A little happier.
And I seemed to be living somewhere.
I'd call that place love.
And I swear, I loved living there.
It was like something different.
Something unusual.
Something magical.
Happy ending, it was supposed to be,
But it always doesn't works that way
You had other plans and you couldn't see
And without even saying goodbye, you drove somewhere far away.
We had something.
Something I cherished.
Something I would always remember
But now,
Something I remenisce.

I remember how it all used to be,
The way you held my hand and looked me in the eye
I thought you actually belonged with me,
But now the pain it gave me is the only thing i try to hide.

I'm angry and a little dissapointed.
My heart was something I thought you deserved,
But you taught me I should've kept it on reserve.
I trusted you when I gave it to you.
For all I've got is tears and the pain

I don't blame you for walking away.
I'm mad because of a thing you did yesterday.
That's what makes me wanna go away.

The right thing.
You should've done it.
You lead me on like you actually loved me when we both know you didn't.
I'm tired of all of it.
The tears, the drama.

All I want is an answer.
I just want to ask why.
Why did you said you loved me?
Was it the truth or just a smart lie?
Why did you said all those things when you actually never meant them?

And I don't tell me you cared.
Because if you did.
I want to ask one last question.

Was being with me and telling our friends that we're together that difficult that you couldn't do it even after you loved me?

:/

Charming <3

Dear charming,
I do not know who you are and where your're from or when our paths will intersect but i know you're out there somewhere and i hope  to find you soon.
I just want to tell you that when we meet and fall in love, just love me for who i am and dont try to change me if it's not for the good.
Please understand if i text you constantly because i constantly want to talk to you 

I might not hug you or kiss you first because I'm shy. But that doesn't means that I'll stop you from doing it.
Don't think I am annoying just because I'm mad at you.
A simple sorry usually does the trick for me.
I may have loved before but just know tha none of them really mattered.

I might hug other guys and flirt with some of them but just know that none of them will ever mean to me as much as you do.
If i cry, please know it isn't because of you. Just hold me close and i'll heal quickly and if I ever cry because of you, please know that its just because you mean a lot to me.

I may have loved before and you may not be my first but get the fact that I want you to be my last.
I promise to remember that you have feelings too , even though you'll never admit it and I promise that I won't be mad at you because you forgot to wish me on my birthday or because you couldn't remember our monthly.
Please tell me if anything I do bothers you or if something just doesn't fit right.
I would like you to always be honest with me.
Please don't get mad if I ever call you at a bad time. Maybe it's because I wanted to talk to you real bad.
I hope you'll understand me and won't feel bad when I cry because honestly, I do that a lot.
I hope you don't mind holding my hand in public and I hope you don't feel bad telling people we're together.
I hope you're okay with me abusing and drinking and being loud and crazy in public and doing stuff normal girls don't do. I hope you understand that I don't always like to dress up and wear ten pound makeup and I hope you love me even in Levi's and a loose sweatshirt.

I promise that I'll understand that you need space and I won't get annoyed if you want to watch WWE on ESPN and play FIFA instead of watching gossip girl and facebooking.
I promise I'll love you despite your tendency to forget important dates.

I hope you don't think I'm asking too much of you and you understand that I'm a little nervous and a bit scared of love. I wish I could tell you how or when we'll meet and if we'll be in love forever. I hope you don't get mad if I call you 'Charming' because I've always dreamt of doing that. I promise I'll try my best to keep you happy and make your life a little bit easier without expecting too much of you. Thankyou for listening and come find me soon because I'm waiting for you.
Yours always and beyond,
Lakshita.

Taylor Swift

Hello peeps. =D
I've been listening to loads of music lately and well I just went from a punjabi-rap lover to a super crazy Taylor Swift fan.

I have been listening to her songs over and over again and I am in love.

So well, I have a little something I would share with you fellow bloggers. 

That's it for today folks.
I am in no mood to talk today so you're lucky. :)

Night fellas! 

All she knew was she loved him.

It was an ordinary day with a glimpse of glitter in the night sky.
There was an un-ordinary and irrisistable feeling.
She decided to complete her longing desire. She decided it was time to say what was needed.

She was on her knees in the middle of the road.
She didn't care that many eyes were watching her.
She couldn't see anything.
All she could see was him.
Everything seemed to defocus and the only face she could see belonged to him.
She held a hand but it was not his.
She had to say 'I love you'. Not to him according to the challange.

She couldn't say it for it wasn't what was true.
She decided to say I love you to him.
Thoughts started hitting her brain and she could see all the What-If's flashing before her eyes.
But she didn't care.
For the first time, she put her brain aside and heard what the heart had to say.
The more she saw him, the more she wanted to say how much she loved him.
She couldn't resist, the desires were much persuasive now.
They had been there long enough and she couldn't control them anymore.
The words were about to come out.
She was about to turn heads in a second.

She closed her eyes and took a sigh.
She opened them and all she could see was him.
She looked itno his eyes and shivered for a moment.
But, she couldn't afford being scared again.
She spoke his name and said she loved him.
She didn't care of what the other's had to say.
She loved him too much to hear.
He made everything easier and she was sure.
She knew she loved him.
That was all she cared about.

She loved him they way he deserved to be loved..
She loved every single thing about him .
She rembered all the crazy memories spent with him.
She had it all.
She loved him too much to let go.
All she cared about was him.

#As long as he loved her, she belonged to him and promised to be his everything, forever and always#

Nothing but the beat.

Yeah, yeah.
I know I sort of got off the blogosphere for a little too long this time.
My apologies folks.
Believe me, I wasn't enjoying it either.
But I am back and certainly not with a bang. :P
So I was talking to this awesome friend of mine.
A really good photographer and a better writer.
Those who don't read her blog can visit it here.
http://absolutenikism.tk/
Once you read it, you'll thank me.
So I was talking to her and she told me, or rather instructed me to write on a topic she was supposed to write on.
The topic is pretty big but nice.

"You know I’ve got this theory, there are two kinds of people in the world. There are lyric people and music people. You know, the lyrics people tend to be analytical. You know, all about the meaning of the song. They’re the ones you see with the CD insert out like 5 minutes after buying it, pouring over the lyrics, interpreting the hell out of everything. Um, then there’s the music people, like Brooke. Who could care less for the lyrics as long as its just got like a good beat and you could dance to it. I don’t know, sometimes it might be easier to be a music girl and not a lyric girl. But since I’m not, let me just say this. Sometimes things find you when you need them to find you, I believe that. And for me its usually song lyrics."

So it's pretty nice, isn't it?

Life is actually like a song.
You can either just listen to beats and enjoy the song or you can just listen to the lyrics, pouring over the meaning of it.
The choice is yours and you'll regret and enjoy both.
Lyrics people are considered much more, well, soft-hearted.
People aren't always like that.
I remember myself being a music person.
But then life happened.
I never expected myself to be a lyrics person, but by the end of it, I myself didn't knew how it happened.
I don't exactly know why I gave that away.
You know people don't always go ny the lyrics.
I didn't.
But when you actually have had pain, gone through some pretty bad stuff, you actually start hearing the lyrics.

I've noticed that only people who have gone through pain and actually know what being a broken-hearted feels like go by the lyrics.
It's because they, out of all, understand that life is not just about happiness and enjoyment.
At times, life is about pain.
And crying.
They know a song is not just about the music.
There's more to a song.
Sometimes, there is misery.
Sometimes, there is love.
And sometimes, there is life.

As much as I would love to be the music person, I was a few years earlier, I hate to admit that I actually am a lyrics person.
But at times, I wish if I could just forget the lyrics and just dance to the beat.
I wish I could think about Nothing but the beat.
I wish I'd care less about how much the lyrics suit my life.
I wish I was a music person.
Because that is how life's supposed to be.
Just enjoying the beat.
But as I said, the choice is yours.
And even though I am a lyrics person but at times, just for a while, I forget the so called problems I have and just dance along the beat caring less about what the lyrics mean.

Yes, I am a philosophical person and I think a little too much but sometimes, I actually like to be the crazy, wild, young, free and insane girl that I used to be.
Sometimes, I forget everything and simply be the carefree, un-complicated and crazy retard I was and I think, I still am. :)

You may have heard a song but you know it only when you know what it means.
Songs carry messages.
Messages of the heart.
That we fail to express.
Messages, we could never deliver.

Life is like a song.
So dance on it while it's still on.
It many end any second.
So while we're here.......

Be what you want to be. Not what they wish to see.

So, the last week has been really hard on me.
And I've had a lot of time to introspect.
Well, I have a lot to talk about now.

You all know how much I hate when people judge me.
I've  talked about all that in the judging personalities post.
Well, people judge all the time.
But you shouldn't let that change a bit of you if it's not for the good.
You are different and you have to accept that.
You should try to become a better person whenever you can.
But, that doesn't means losing your identity.
Never lose yourself.
This world is a cruel place to live in.
But you should never let anyone affect your life.
People will get close to you and there's no way to stop it.
At least there's no way that I know of.
If you're a teenager, pay attention.
They'll think what the want to think.
They'll hear what they want to hear.
They'll see what they wish to see.
So no matter what you do, they'll dislike you if they want to and like you if they wish to.
That's the way this world works.
So you don't think too much.
You just do what you want to do and follow you're heart.
Only it can tell you what you want.
Life's too short and people are many.
You can never keep all of them happy 
So, why not just keep yourself happy?

All your life, you'll try to impress them and all they'll ever do is take you for granted and expect more than what there is to you.
Even if you make them happy, you won't be till you actually keep yourself satisfied.

Just remember, no one will ever promise you forever expect yourself.
There's only one person who will be there for you always , and that is you.

So learn to keep yourself happy.
Because, if you love life, life will love you back.

Love and Regrets.

Hey there bloggers. :D

Today I entered the blogosphere to just tell you all how lonely I have been lately and the reason behind it.

So as I said in the last post, things have gotten really weird.
I mean , life is turning complicated.

That's why I blog.
This is the only place where I talk.
Moreover , It's the only place where I talk what I feel.

Things are turning worse by the minute and I really can't express what I feel to anyone now.
I mean, no one actually understands me anymore.
I had someone who did, but I pushed him away.

I may be strong and sometimes, it feels good to know that you are living on your own all fine.
But, at times you actually want someone to cry your heart out to.

I need someone.

Someone who actually understands me and will be there for me.
Someone who won't judge.
Someone who will always love me even at my worst.

I miss having that someone.

Dear love,
Pushing you away was the worst mistake I ever made. I have been regretting losing you ever since you said goodbye. You think I am just ignoring you but actually, I don't know how to face you. After all that I've done, I don't think I deserve even 1% of you. You deserve so much better. I am sorry . I wouldn't even try to take you back.  Just because I think I have hurt you enough for a lifetime. Believe me, you will get someone you deserve but that won't be me. I want to tell you how much I miss you. How much I loved you and how much I would love to have you back but I just don't think I am worth anyone.
Sincerely,
The one who's tangled up on you.

I am so guilty.
I lost the one person who meant so much to me.
I lost my prince charming.

You know what's the worst part?
This time I can't blame anyone. Not even destiny for what happened.
I know all of it was my fault.

This time , prince charming came on his white horse to sweep me off my feet.
He did make me feel like I was his snow white.
He did wake me up from the dead and brought me back to life.
But, I guess I just preferred to hunt in the lonely woods alone instead of having my happily ever after.

So congratulations to me.
I just threw away my happy ending because I wanted to start over but truly, life doesn't gives you a second chance. Neither will love.
Ever.
I hope you're happy past Lakshita. :'/