November 13 2016

A To Z Of Me


I saw this in Ramya’s blog, I was excited to read her list. I wanted to be a part of this! So, here it is!

A- Age: 33 and I find no shame in telling out my age frankly and I dont know why women hide it.

B- Biggest fear: Death

C- Current Time: 12.15am Sunday Morning

D- Drink you last had: Hershey’s milk every night

E- Everyday starts with: Seeing myself in the mirror, checking my phone

F- Favorite song: It is an endless list, but on repeat – #Ghazals and #CokeStudioPakistan

G- Ghosts, are they real? Yes. I love horror genre so I believe in them.

H- Hometown: Town where home is, it is Hyderabad.

I- In love with: The leading man of my life, Mr S.A.B

J- Jealous of: All those women who flaunt their solitaires and original Louis Vuitton bags.

K- Killed someone: No and I shall never.

L- Last time you cried: Just a few days back when I was so sick and down with high fever and I thought for sometime I would die.

M- Middle name: I dont have a middle name.

N- Number of siblings: Only one brother who is 3 years younger to me.

O- One wish: To visit Paris

P- Person you last called: Vodafone customer care

Q- Question you’re always asked: Why am I not married yet?

R- Reason to smile: Happiness

S- Sounds that annoy you: Unwanted music during festivals esp at the pandals.

T- Time you woke up:  8am

U- Underwear colour :  Pink! But why not asking the bra color too? It is white.

V- Vacation destination: In India – Goa, Agra and Ladakh, World – Dubai and Paris.

W- Worst habit: I get tensed up quickly.

X- X-Rays you’ve had: My chest and lungs as I am prone to infections.

Y- Your favorite food: Keeps changing – from Indian to Chinese to Arabic to Roadside.

Z- Zodiac sign: The best of the entire signs – #Scorpio


It was fun. Wasn’t it ? Would you like to take this on? If you do, please share with me and leave in the comments box below.

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November 13 2016

Day#13, MicroFiction4

With those killer looks and charming smile my first crush walked in my heart. I remember the day we first held hands; it sang the song of love. Days went, nights passed and things changed. His brother is my love today. Should I go back in the past and hold his hands? No way.

This Post is written for Day#13 of NaBloPoMo which challenges you to a blog post every single day in November. This is a great opportunity to publish posts daily, meet other bloggers, and try something new. 

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