Thursday, 30 July 2015

Often&Rare.

Often does it happen, we take things for granted.
Rare it is, that who you want will make you feel wanted.

Often does it happen, we loose control along the way.
Rare it is, we get ourselves together because what we do best is break. 

Often does it happen, we judge and get so mad, it makes us sad,
Rare it is, we look for reasons. And explanations, I might add.

Often does it happen, we smoke and we drink,
Rare it is, we take a cup of coffee and sit by the window to think.

Often does it happen, we make the bad choices and regret,
Rare it is, we move a step forward and forget.

Often does it happen, we screw everything good that comes along,
Rare it is, we realize what's important before it's long gone.

Often. All the bad things are.
All the good things? They're rare.

Change your oftens to rares and maybe, it'll be all right.
Take your glasses off, clean them, maybe, you'll get back your sight.

Saturday, 25 July 2015

CareLess.

So I'm in 12th right now and so are most of my friends and we all understand the pressure and sometimes, it can REALLY get to you. So much so that capitalising really was an understatment.

So I thought a few tips of how to CARE LESS might be a good idea.
Before you worry, I have tried all of them and THEY work. So here you go.

1.  Don't go for coffee to keep you up. There are better options.

2. When you're sad or confused, go to the mirror and talk to yourself. Talk to yourself about all your problems and you might find the answer.

3. DANCE IN YOUR UNDERWEAR.
After you're back from school and you're done with your power nap, plug in your earphones, lock your room and dance like you don't fucking care.

5. Start cooking. Even if you don't know how to cook, start with a sandwich and then try salsa or pasta. This might actually come in handy because all nighters demand food and mommy ain't going to give you any in the middle of the night.

6. If you can't sleep and have a class in the morning, listen to tracks like Bubble - Daydream. I am not kidding when I say that they ACTUALLY help.

7. Since we got no time for reading novels, why don't watch some good movies whenever you get time.

8. Fix a day of the week when you have no tuitions and plan an outing to places you've never been to. Like, Ugrasen Ki Baoli, Old Fort or eating joints nearby you never tried.

9. Travel by metro whenever you can and make a new friend every time you do.

10. Play this game whenever you're thinking too much and it's making you tensed.
Go to your balcony and observe everyone that walks by. Make up a story in your mind about the first person you see and continue that story to the next person.

11. Read blogs online, click stupid pictures and don't stop going out because of boards.
It's all going to be all right.

It's the last year of schooling and no matter how much we hate waking up at 6, all of us are going to miss it.

Whatever you do, be happy because that 98% will be for nothing if you weren't happy while earning it. 😁

Saturday, 11 July 2015

I'd call this random.

Faded blue jeans and specs worn out,
Too lazy to get new ones or to shout.

Fifty bucks in my pocket and I feel like spending,
Second day down and my back ain't bending.

Hair looks better when its open but I'll tie it anyway,
My dog wants to run but won't because I told him to stay.

Cut sleeves or full, it takes forever to decide,
Say whatever about me, I will take it in my stride.

Don't you dare touch me, nobody has that right,
Treat me well for as long as I want and who know's if I might.

Not so easy to please and all of that isjust a lie,
Even if I spend life being silent,
I promise to create chaos the day I die.

Tuesday, 7 July 2015

Cold coffee.

On sundays, you're pancakes. 

On mondays, you're the late night chocolate shakes. 

On tuesdays, you're the temple I visit, 

On wednesdays, you're the evening tea with biscuits. 

On thursdays, you're my yellow outfit,

On fridays, you're the crossword game I forfeit. 

On saturdays, you're my hangover headache,

On sundays, you're the promise I make. 

The promise of holding on forever, 

Even at times the either of us say "Whatever". 

The promise of never leaving you, 

Even during times, the sky's missing blue. 

The promise of waking up next to you every day, 

Even when you treat me like Anastasia of Fifty shades of grey. 

The promise of not making promises I can't keep, 

And the promise of not closing my eyes till you're asleep. 

I fall in love with you every time I see you smile, 

You know I hate walking. But for you, I'd walk a thousand miles. 

Friday, 3 July 2015

Geddit?

Sometimes people loose their reason.
Like, we all have that one reason.
Our reason to get up in the morning and go back to sleep to dream about it. Our reason to be okay and take care of ourselves.
We all have that one reason we keep on surviving.

Well, sometimes we loose that reason.

And that's when we need reminders.

Like this post.
A reminder of what you mean to somebody and a reminder that 'bestfriend' seems too short of a tag when they're talked about.
A reminder of how much they matter and how much they not being there affects somebody.

People need reminders.

Like a friend of mine needs one right now.

She needs to be reminded that her people love her even if they don't tell her. She needs to be reminded that her people miss her even if they don't miss her.
She needs to be reminded that she has been fought over and people have fought their way to talk to her.
She needs to be reminded that she's our sun and even if her clouds cover her most of the time, she still is our sun.
She needs to be reminded that she's stupid for thinking her people don't love her.

Also, she needs to be reminded of her best friend.
And how her best friend needs her to believe that every thing is going to be alright.
And how her best friend needs her to smile because pouting is a fading fashion.
And how her best friend wants to tell her that she loves her.

People do need reminders.
Reminders of the fact that they're not forgotten and that they're loved and they're needed.

Also, birthday in fourteen days, love.

Saturday, 16 May 2015

Tandoori Chicken Sandwhich



And it's a little stupid. And it's a little weird and it's a little wrong. 
But then, I don't care if it's wrong or stupid or weird because it makes sense to me in ways nothing can. 
I mean, I see you with a newspaper in your hands on the right side of the bed when I wake up. 
And I see you coming late from work and getting me a quilt because I slept while I waited. 
I even see you struggling to find your tie even when it's right in front of you. 
I see you going out for office trips and me picking up at the Airport, every time. 
And I see us playing PS3 in boxers and drinking beer when the kids are asleep. 
I see us going out for Ice cream at 3 am only because I'm on my period. 
And I see us going out on vacations and not leaving the hotel room. *raising eyebrows*

I see you every where,
I see you in my smile and whenever I wear Kajal and every time I see a married couple. 
I see you when I wake up because you're not on the right side. 
I see you when I don't want to have dinner because you won't let me do that after we're married. 
I see you when I have too much to drink because I only want to come home to you after that. 


I told you, it's stupid. 
But I want to more than just see you. 
I want to close buttons for you and kiss you in elevators. 
I know that's a long time away. But then, that's going to be okay. 
Because, the best things in life are always worth waiting for. 

Sunday, 26 April 2015

Is it?

When I was little, I always feared loosing my favorite toy. I always thought of loosing it one day and I dreaded that moment. Then I grew up a little, and I started to fear loosing people. Then when I turned into a teenager, I started to fear loosing myself. 
While I sat there being afraid of the worst case scenarios, I forgot to enjoy the best case scenarios. 
I forgot to appreciate the time I had with my favorite toy, my favorite person and my favorite version of myself. 
It's no way to live life. Being scared? 
Screw that. 
They say, "All the good things come to an end.". 
We don't know when and it's something we cannot help.
But what you can do or change is how fast or how slow will it end. 

So imagine this, will you be a brave mother and give your baby essence of nightshade to give him an easy death? Or will you sit there and watch him scream to death just to get a few more moments with him. 

It's all going to be over one day. Either you're going to die soon and leave things undone or you'll live to sit on the porch with a glass of wine alone. 

Either you're going to stand up and do something about the things you don't like or you'll be the stubborn idiot you are and not give a rat's ass about things. 

Either you watch someone you love die or you die before they do and give them the pain you saved yourself. 

Every relationship and friendship is going to end and it's going to hurt. 
But the question my friend, is that Is it worth fighting for? 

Is it?