Caged Mind #FridayFotoFiction

I find myself staring at the sphere, bringing to mind the memories from this cage I call, as my mind.

I find myself wondering about aches that made my heart stronger.

I find myself screaming melodies of burning dreams.

I find myself cursed persistently, trapped dipping down in an ocean of unbreakable stillness.

I find myself locked in a cage of my own design, at ease to live a life confined.

I’m not impressing. Holding everything deep within like my mind is harmed.

Maybe I am happy in another universe. Just maybe, I am free to be true to myself.

Word count: 100

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10 Day You Challenge | Two Songs

Every single person on this earth, sometime or the other, finds his/her solace in good music. Music is actually the best form of expression. No matter how sad or happy you are, you will always find a song to suit your mood. And today when I write about the 2 songs, I am sure they are actually going to reveal a lot about me. The kind of music you listen to, usually reveal a lot about you.




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Collateral Damage

January 1st, 2017

She has frighten by my touch. My girlfriend is afraid of me, she is shivering even when I tried to touch her to comfort her, today has changed everything and it’s like a beginning of a long nightmare. Last night when I left her alone just for an hour, few drunken guys arrived and molest her….

And it changed our life…..

It’s all over the news now, it happens in many parts of Bangluru and country. Whenever something like this in news, usually we don’t give it much attention until it happens to us. Now she is crying, from last night, barely sleep for few hours, didn’t speak a word at all. Her friends came by, they try to make her understand and we even try to make her agree to register FIR, but she just kept crying.  Finally she is sleeping now, I gave her sleeping pills so that she can have good rest. But I know, Deep inside her, her heart, her soul is ripped apart. I need to do something soon.

January 2nd, 2017

Last night I didn’t sleep much, she wake up in middle of the night and started screaming like hell. I have to run from living room to her room to calm her down, at first, she was terrified by me after a moment, she recognized me and hugged me and started crying. I had sleep on the floor, beside her bed. But I couldn’t sleep for a moment; her screams kept awakening my soul. At office, my few friends came to me. They were asking about her, most of them worried about her health. Between this chitchats one of my close friend told me something which I would never forget. She said “No matter how much you will try, nothing will be normal like before “. I refused to believe that.

I came home and heard loud noise from bathroom, she was vomiting. She was so weak that she couldn’t even able to walk few steps; I need to pick up her to the bed. I even ask her permission to touch her. Whole day her friends tried to convince her to eat and she eat a little and now she vomits that too. Its make me worried, I asked her “can I call your father?” she refused. Her parents didn’t like me much and also the fact that we are in live- in relationship. I remember last time when I talked to her parents, they didn’t care who am I, or my religion. They just want their daughter to be married and then live with me. Of course I love her, so is she, but marriage is long way to go. There is also issue with that if this news is spread, her parents had to suffer a lot.

So it’s all on me now.

January 8th, 2017

I thought if I take her out for dinner, her mood will be changed, but it made her mood even worst. She is now afraid of going out in public, every second man is making her, think of her molester. We have to come back early, also she doesn’t listen much of what I said. She just kept staring in dark, at distance in silence. I played a comedy movie to cheer her up, but every loud voice makes her afraid. And now from few days she feared at home, she called me many time and ask me to come home, I have to take early leave or ask some of her friends to accompany her.

January 10th, 2017

She is okay now, I think.  She stared talking, not much, but a little. She got confused a lot and she has been absence minded, asking me what day it is, even if she has cell phone to look in to. She washed her hands many times in days and take bath more then twice. After bath she rubs her neck and her belly a lot, like she cleaning something. I think she try to clean the each place where her molester had touched her. Today when I tried to kiss her, she kissed me back, it’s almost like before and suddenly she stopped kissing and started crying.  I think everything happen to her came back flushing. I think I have to be just little patient and wait for her. I think everything will be normal soon.

January 15th, 2017

I left her. I know I am a bad person that leaves her in her worst possible time, but I left with no choice, I can’t live like that anymore. Its Sunday, we were sitting on the sofa and were watching a romantic movie. I kissed her, and she kissed me back and we started having foreplay. And then suddenly she kicks me, so hard that I landed on the floor. She started shouting, “Don’t touch me and stay away from me “ I almost started crying, and went behind her, I grabbed her hand and about to tell her that “it’s ok baby, I am here “. She slapped me and told me, she hates me and closed the bedroom door.

I cried a lot, yes she had face horrible time, but I was with her at every step. I packed my bags and walked out of the house, and now I am in the hotel. I messaged her that ‘’it’s over and she can leave anytime she want “ I asked my friends to get my things and now I am here at hotel, all alone. I tried, I really tried my best, but like my friend told me, nothing would be normal like before. And one thing I didn’t tell her, I didn’t tell anyone and will never.

At the night of 31st, when I left her for an hour, I was with my friends, riding bike around the city, drunk. And we see a girl, going in the street alone, and my friend turn the bike that way. We reached there, he stopped the bike and I grabbed that girl from behind. I pressed her body so roughly that I even scratched her and make her bleed. And then I kicked her to the ground, and went with my friend.

Now I can feel what she is going through. And I can’t live with my girl friend because even if I am not the one who hurt her, But I am one of them, an animal. And she deserves someone better. I won’t forgive myself ever.

About the Guest blogger – Pinakin Joshi 

Writing, is as scared for me as love, blogger for 8 years and an entrepreneur.

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10 Day You Challenge | Three Films

I have done the same with this list as I did with the books – I chose the first three that popped into my head. I am quite pleased with these choices (for now) but there are so many films that I love – Magic Mike being one for obvious reasons, but I’m not being shallow so here’s what I got.

  1. The Lunchbox (Hindi): It is the most optimistic film and one of the best which I don’t know how many times I have watched as I have stopped counting. Happiness is relative and nostalgia is a drug – both these themes jimmy in and out of every scene inThe Lunchbox.  There are no dramatic twists in The Lunchbox and there is believability to all the characters in it. Moreover it’s a pleasure to see a Hindi film that exudes a mature portrayal of adult characters who put their vulnerability on the line. There are plenty of moments to treasure in The Lunchbox, and they’re all small and delicately crafted. Those looking for romance will swoon with delight as they discover two lonely people can find a way to make things work. Even loveless, heartless audiences would probably have to to try really hard to appear unmoved.
  1. The Japanese Wife(Bengali): It is wonderfully shot, reasonably well enacted, and is sure enough long (or slow) as hell but has made into my list of favourite movies. Spanning across almost two decades, Rahul Bose plays a graying schoolteacher in Sunderbans.  This quiet gent makes contact with a Japanese girl, a pen friend, in Yokohama. They have written-English in common, though neither can speak the language as fluently. Over years, they write to each other, and at some point, in one of those casual exchanges, even decide to turn man and wife. Bose’s Snehamoy sends Ms Miyage (Takaku), “vermilion for the parting of the hair.” cellphones, or SMS, or Internet chats in a nearby town, are technological novelties waiting to be discovered by sulky Snehamoy and his Ms Miyage. In its most effective parts, the beautifully-lensed ‘The Japanese Wife’ is like a haiku, saying a lot without underlining too much, a rare thing in our movies.
  1. You’ve Got Mail (English) : When Meg Ryan’s character gets the sniffles and retreats from the world in ”You’ve Got Mail,” she puts on pajamas and curls up in bed with her trusty laptop or a favorite book. Someday, when this cozy romantic comedy becomes a videocassette, it too will be a comfort object perfect for such moments. The most important literary outpourings here are those exchanged through E-mail, which makes the film that much more amusingly attuned to its time. Nostalgia is one of the charms of You’ve Got Mail, and the old-fashioned courtship at the heart of it, despite being conducted online, is the most charming of all and references romances-by-letter of times past. Hanks and Ryan have heaps of chemistry, and though the fact that they fall in love given the circumstances seems highly unlikely — the plot’s a little far-fetched, but what romcom doesn’t have an implausible one? — we buy it because, well, why not? The pacing is perfect, the characters likeable, the dialogue breezy. Some observations, including one about the overly complicated choices at chain coffee stores — Starbucks, specifically — still hold true.


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The Firm – My favorite Book

I am a thriller junkie. I love reading mysteries and thrillers. Give me a good thriller and you won’t even know I am there till the book is over. Given this background, you might think that I will be talking about some classic, when I say my favourite book, but that’s not true. My favourite book is The Firm.

When I graduated from reading the usual ‘Nancy Drew’ and ‘Hardy Boys’ series, ‘The Firm’ and ‘The Rainmaker’, both written by John Grisham,  were the books my dad recommended me. He too loved court room drama and law thrillers. He is not around now, so every time I hold this book, I feel him closer to me. So you can say that there is an emotional value attached to it.

Coming back to the book – The Firm, written by John Grisham is one of the best legal thrillers that I have come across. First published in 1991, it still continues to be one of the most popular legal thrillers of all times. The narrative is lucid and fast paced. The twists and turns are unbelievable and you are left hanging onto every word as you read.

 It’s a story about Mitchell McDeere, a brilliant lawyer, fresh out of law school trying to make a mark for himself in the law world. Of the many offers that he gets, he chooses a small but well respected firm. He feels like he has stepped into a fantasy land when he is pampered with amazing perks from the firm -a BMW, a house, salary that is way beyond his expectations. It’s just too good to be true. Just as he is about to enjoy a life of his dreams, come the nightmares- the secret files, the bugs/spy devices in the house, mysterious deaths of colleagues. He is suddenly being sucked into a web of lies and deceit. A mesmeric plot, there is not a single dull moment there.

I read this book in high school first. So much was I in Iove with the character of McDeere that I had decided, I was going to be a lawyer when I grow up and take on the corrupt and the mafia with my acumen! It was only after I stumbled upon the actual law books that I realized ‘law’ was not for me! Well, that’s the story of my favorite book, Which is your favorite book? I would love to know.

About the Guest blogger Neha Tambe

I am a social media marketer and writer. On my blog I try my hand at writing short stories, travel musings and random thoughts that run through my mind.

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The Confessions of a Happy bird

I’ve read many blogs about people’s pet peeves and all those really drive me to an instant anxiety attack and I’m not going to focus on that today.

I have ‘happy bombs’ in my life. They are small, little life eccentricities that makes me feel like the world isn’t so bad after all. When they happen, I feel like a mini explosion of happiness in me.

When I do not expect to be noticed and I am encouraged on something I’ve been working hard on. I get random snack cravings and to find them in my fridge, this is that happy moment. Cravings sometimes suck when you don’t have access to slake them. But when you do? *Does the happy dance*.

I always like to be on time and only few times with blessings of city’s magical phantom algorithm I’ve been able to completely bypass the infamous traffic and make it to my destination cuss-free and this is when  the gods of traffic shine down on me, happy very happy.

A new notebook, a beautiful pen, a gorgeous letter-writing set or note cards unleashes a powerful emotion called happiness in me. Stationery, seeing them gives me beyond measure satisfaction like being super happy just finding an organizer big enough to fit my lot. 

It’s not just the stories I love when I say that books make me happy; sometimes it’s the presence of them. I can never think of a time I was unhappy in a library, a bookshop, or in the nook where I keep most of the books I own in my room. I can sit near a pile of books and be happy is all I am saying; maybe it’s because they have given me so many happy times throughout. 

Coffee is happiness in a cup. I’m thrilled to have this one guilty happiness carry with it less guilt and more pleasure. The smell of coffee in the morning is a happy alarm clock, except I won’t just press the ‘snooze button’.

He makes me happy to talk to. I am happy when he calls, texts or writes to me to respond on something silly I have posted on social media or shared with him. Those little arguments we have makes me happy thinking about the makeup love. It is happiness when he teases me. It is a happy moment when I make him laugh. Happiness is his handwritten note(s) appreciating me. When he looks at me, I mean really looks at my kohl’ed brown eyes with focus and smiles; like I’ve just done a bit of something wonderful and worthy are always the newest, the brightest, and the happiest moments.  

I am always surprised how successful and fulfilled I feel when I do what makes me happy. Whatever it is: writing, reading, sports, eating, studying, surfing, drawing, or singing. Choosing to be happy doesn’t mean turning off your brain. It means tuning your brain and heart to work better together than disjointedly. So what makes you happy, let us talk about it?

This post is written towards #BLOGCHATTER prompt: Because I am HAPPY

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10 Day You Challenge | Four Books

There are  many books that I love, its hard to choose just 4 of my favourites! I really do not know which to choose so I am just going to pick the first four that come to mind and what I like the most about them.

1. The Fault in Our Stars – John Green. John Green is a new-found love of mine. I watched the film before I read the book (I do this in case the films are rubbish, that way they wont ruin the book for me. I learned the hard way with My Sisters Keeper and the first Flowers in The Attic film.) And absolutely loved it, made me cry so much. Read the book and it was sooo much better and I cried even more!

2. Where rainbows end – I haven’t read Cecelia’s P.S. I love you yet, but this book is a masterpiece! It’s really written in the usual novel language, but in the form of transcripts and dialogues.

3. The Merchant of Venice – I just love Shakespeare. In fact I love every classic. But this one is my favorite. A perfect comical drama. Why don’t we get these stuff now?

4. The Lost symbol by Dan Brown- I am a Dan Brown fan. No matter how boring his few books were/are or no matter how much hyped his other books are, but I am just a huge fan. I think I connected with it better than any other of his masterpieces. God, I feel geeky!

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Happy Anniversary #FridayFotoFiction

The roses were stunning and orchids, lovely; I thought. Realizing I was going nowhere; I walked to the park. Today was our 10th wedding anniversary. About our life, I hope to laugh and cry about our gray hair and deciding how to spend the pension. We have those years ahead of us, I know it. Nevertheless things are difficult now; he doesn’t even know I am thinking these things. We will become the old couple sitting on this bench. Smiling, I went back to the florist and I can tell you he was a very happy man seeing me back.

Word count – 100 

This post is written towards Friday Foto Fiction prompt being hosted by Tina Basu and Mayuri.

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A non-forgettable birthday

Since morning, Mohit had been observing change in Payal, his wife’s behaviour. This made Mohit confuse and he could not find the reason for her sudden mood swings. He tried to amuse her with his nastiest humour but it aggravated her mood more. In their two years of married life, such incident never happened. Disappointed, Mohit left for his office with a heavy heart.

At work, while preparing his table for the day, Mohit’s eyes fell on the sheet called social life pinned on his board and Payal’s name was on the top of the list. It was Payal’s birthday today that he forgot. Mohit realised and cursed himself. He could not believe missing this occasion, because he knew the consequences of this blunder in his life.

He gathered courage and dialed Payal’s number. He turned nervous thinking what he would say to her. Her phone rang continuously but there was no response.

Mohit decided to take off from work to save his world from getting collapsed. On the way, he took her favourite cake and bouquet of red roses (flowers were Payal’s weakness). Mohit was still unsure whether he could convince Payal.

Nervous he reached home. Payal opened the door and was surprised to see Mohit with cake and bouquet and singing ‘Happy Birthday’ song at the door step. Payal tried hard to conceal her smile but could not; seeing her smiling, Mohit finally felt relaxed. She took the bouquet from him and he grabbed her tight for a hug and kissed her.

They cut the cake together and celebrated their private moments making it special. When Payal asked him for his forgetfulness, Mohit said he had planned this surprise for her and he did not forget her birthday. The lie saved Mohit’s life and they lived happily ever after, at least till her next birthday.

About the Guest blogger – Nadaan Parinda 

Blogger | Twitter Addict | Professional food fanatic | Travel Expert | Reader | My blog – my virtual identity | Photography fan | Subtly charmer | Thinker | Tea fan | Explorer | Fun, active and on-the-go | Music buff |

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10 Day You Challenge | Five Foods

I live to eat. Even though I don’t eat everything, but I try to eat everything that I want to. I might not be a foodie to share the food that you order, but I will be that foodie who would  go and explore with you all the places which offer the most scrumptious platter.

Here goes the list of 5 food that I enjoy eating.

  1. I love anything that my mom cooks. I claim she is the best cook in this world and whatever she cooks has that particular taste of love that I like.
  2. I am a hard core non-vegetarian. I love chicken. I love sea food. I love prawns everything which comes under this group and it has to be bit spicy.
  3. Gol Gappe, So in love with them. The ones with the meetha – pani.
  4. Pav Bhaji with butter, I can have them daily.
  5. I Love Desserts. From cakes to pastries to crepe to waffles, everything.


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