I am happy when…

Everyone in this world, with little or much, has something that makes them happy.  One thing that makes me happy is discovering a good book. Not one of those “lousy” books that people have written in the last couple decades, but one of those wholesome, clean, and well-written books that people used to write. I’m not saying that all the authors writing in the 21st Century are writing lousy and detestable books—there are quite a large number of excellent authors writing noteworthy books now! But what I am trying to say is this—in my opinion, I think that as this generation and the next generation pass, readers and publishers of what they think are good books have been slowly letting go and letting themselves think that whatever they consider is a good book, is indeed a good book.

I am happy when I laugh. It is true laughter is the best medicine. Whenever you feel sadness approaching go and laugh it off. When you are thinking deeply about life instead of thinking about it in a bad way just laugh at life. I laugh about my life every day. Life is weird it is okay to let things go and laugh it off.

My best friend is probably the most amazing person in my life. I am happy when we talk. I can talk to him about anything, anytime, and he’ll know exactly what to say. He’s the person I trust most, and talking to him is always a highlight of my day. I honestly think the world would be a better place if everyone had someone as great as him in their lives. Nothing makes me happier than he does.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

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WOW – Write Your Life Story

 

 

1. I have different sides of my life. I feel sorrow, love, hate, care and has totally different emotions at different times.

2. My life will never get boring, everyday that I live, there will always be something exciting going on. Life never gets boring for me.

3. I cannot live without music, it is a big part of my life. Music cheers me up instantly.

4. For me, life without randomness is too boring and my randomness comes from my observations. I am very observant and my observations make me ponder deeply.

5. I love having surprises in life; whether they are good or bad they sculpt me.

6. I likes to find the good in bad times. I feel strongly about making the best of everything I have in my life.

7. I set goals for myself in an effort to pursue my passions. I am passionate about my service to others.

8. I am someone who can’t live without something to do everyday. I always have to be doing something to keep me entertained even though taking a break and relaxing can be good.

9. I believe in love, self trust, honesty and gratitude.

10. I am funny, kind, nice, generous, caring, thoughtful, consoling, curious, smart, artistic, creative, innovative, clever, benevolent, and loving.

I strong believe there are two sides to every coin and that sums up my life well. I am outgoing and sociable, but on the other hand I am reserved and speak less. You can find me warm and loving, but I am also capable of cutting someone down with my sharp tongue. I made up of opposites and contradictions. There are so many different elements that make up this puzzle that is me – a unique individual and this is my life story.

‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

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Sunday Surprise #MagicOfWarmth

It was 10 am of a Sunday morning and he was still on his bed lazing. He had been travelling through the week and just wanted to sleep till late. He checked his phone expecting notifications from me but finding none, he thought I must be sleeping late like him and he dozed off. Suddenly his phone rang after few minutes and it was my call. The call came unexpected to him as we spoke till midnight. He immediately attended my call, as I spoke he sensed nervousness in my voice. It made him worried and he asked me where was I calling from?

Without any seconds gap, I instead asked where he is right now? He replied, at home but why? I asked him how long it would take him to reach Airport. This made him worried and curious. He asked me what happened and to this I replied playfully ‘I have just landed at the airport, can we meet now?’ This confused him and he shot me with so many questions, to which I replied ‘Come quickly I will tell you everything’.

He left to the Airport but amidst all these hurriedness thousand questions ran in his mind as to what I was doing in the airport as we spoke till late last night and I never told him that I was travelling to Delhi. He was happy, worried and anxious to meet me. He reached and saw me at the arrival terminal, I immediately ran towards him and we hugged each other. Seeing me smiling, all his tensions vanished. He could not wait and asked me all that he had in his mind and all I did was, I just smiled at him and boy, he fell in love with me all over again and kissed me on my forehead, handed me the gift which he had been forgetting to give me not once but thrice. The gift and his kisses melted me instantly and I hugged him tightly that moment I experienced the magic of warmth. I was so happy unwrapping it and said ‘finally my gift reached me’.

I know he loves surprises and this kind, was too special, where he never expected we would be meeting which took his breath away. That Sunday will remain as one of the best of our lives. I wish to give him surprises often. As I end sharing this memory, let me tell you, we are meeting very soon and I have planned surprise(s) for him.

“I’m blogging about my #MagicOfWarmth moment at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed Hot Oil

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My Birthday #MagicOfWarmth

Since morning, B had been observing changes in my behaviour. This made him perplexed as he could not find any explanation for my sudden mood swings. He tried to amuse me with his nastiest humour but it aggravated my mood more. In our so many years of relationship, such incident never happened. Saddened with all this and million questions in his mind, B left for his office with a heavy heart.

At work, while preparing his table for the day, B’s eyes fell on the sheet called social life pinned on his board and my name was on the top of the list. It was my birthday today that he forgot. B 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 dialled my number. He turned nervous thinking what he would say to me. My phone rang continuously but I did not attend his calls. I wanted him to be the first one to wish me but he was so usual since he woke up that morning.

B decided to take off from work to save his world from getting collapsed. On the way, he took my favourite cake and bouquet of red roses (flowers are my weakness). He was still unsure whether he could convince me.

Tensely and petrified he reached home. I opened the door and I was surprised to see B with cake and bouquet and singing ‘Happy Birthday’ song at the door step for me. I tried hard to conceal my smile but could not. And seeing me smiling, B finally felt relaxed. I took the bouquet from him and he grabbed me tight for a hug and kissed me which made me melt experiencing the magic of warmth.

We cut the cake together and celebrated our private moments making it special. In the afternoon he treated me to wonderful Chinese (my favourite cuisine) food at my favourite restaurant Golden Dragon. We headed towards chudi bazaar post lunch where not just one but he made me take many dozens of colourful glass bangles ( for me bangles are love) and as the day came to dusk, we were at the luxury mall, in the Michael Kors store and he picked up the best bag in coral pink for me as my birthday gift.

When I asked him for his absent-mindedness, B said he had planned this surprise for me and he did not fail to remember my birthday. I gave him a big bear hug.  B managed to make my day unforgettable giving me reminiscences for life time to commit to my memory.

“I’m blogging about my #MagicOfWarmth moment at BlogAdda in association with Parachute Advansed Hot Oil

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WOW – Holding Hands

Theme: ‘The first time you held hands of someone you love.’

The first time I saw you, your handsomeness that showed through with your purity which had the hidden empathy desiring to escape, your heart yearning to give all to me.

The first time you spoke to me, that kind-heartedness in your voice, your silent words spoke through the beauty of your eyes that saw into the depths of my soul.

The first time we held hands, warmth of your hand that seemed to travel from your gentle touch, inward toward my heart bringing love to my every organ.

The first kiss we shared which came after you held me tightly. We were inexperienced. Our silent lips spoke of acknowledgement and approval. With the smoothness of your lips against the deadness of my face, I could feel your increased heart rate in agreement with mine.

I still remember the feelings now after so many years later. Our closeness that we have always maintained, the care for one another that has never weakened, the dreams that have never come to realization and those cards which have never been dealt in our support.

Today in my every dream, when I walk alone, in my heart in silence and in every conversation, and in all those songs we have shared talks about the lingering barrenness inside my soul. I still remember the feeling and all I can do is wish for the return of those same feelings, the return of those long silent walks that would be nothing more than getting back to loving each other.

“This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

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‘Jug’ of my life – #DearZindagi

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Activity Theme: Blog about your ‘Jug’ and share with us the true essence of friendship.

Friendship is about finding people who are your kind of crazy. 15years! It’s crazy that it’s been that long, by the way K and I have been friends for. We met when I was in college. I made friends who were very different from me but K has been that one who brought out the best in me. Our friendship did not begin in hours or even months to be broken easily. It is here to stay eternally. We have stood loyal that has been the hallmark of our friendship. He never rat me out with others without showing his loyalty to me first. He has been never been afraid to say to the world that I am the best. He is always proud of me ahead of every other person. He gave his heartfelt compliments and this I will never forget. Many others doubted my ability and my actions but K never did it. He believed in me, that I could make anything possible and I did because of his motivation. He believed in me, yes! And made sure I succeeded. I don’t know what I would do without him. He is always straight with me and can make me laugh hysterically. Everyone should have someone like him in their life.

It sounds like a simple task, but very few people are as attentive as K to sit with me while I speak, and he follows all my words, and waits until I finish before responding. He knows every embarrassing thing that has happened to me, and I know every weird thing about him. I never hesitate to tell him something, because I know he will take it to his grave.  Sometimes we both need is eye contact to communicate. I just need to give him ‘that look’ and he’ll know exactly what I’m thinking. He has seen me at my worst, when my heart was broken, it was the worst of times. I wasn’t myself, luckily he recognized that. We hang out for days on end and never get sick of each other, each day is like an awesome new adventure. The fact is we live in different directions of the country, (I am in South and K is in the West) we don’t get many chances to meet, but when we meet, it is always the feeling of we had never left each other. I know that I can call him at any hour to cry out my issues. As we get older, birthdays seem to feel less important and more obsolete, but K makes my birthday a national holiday and a big deal.  Sometimes life sucks. But it sucks a hell of a lot less with K by my side, telling me everything is somehow going to be okay. For all the times he wiped the tears from my cheeks, no words were needed, because I knew what he wanted to say. When things in my life are going great, my ‘jug’ my best friend K is the first person ready to celebrate. He is never jealous, or envious of the things I’ve worked hard for. In fact, sometimes it seems like he is more excited than me.  K is not just a friend to me, he is my soul friend — the type of person who changes someone’s life, who makes everything that much better. We know of each other’s insecurities, goals, shortcomings, dreams and achievements. We pick each other up and keep reminding the other that we’re not alone.

*One million memories
*Ten thousand inside jokes
*One hundred shared secrets
*One reason
*BEST FRIENDS are K and Me*

am writing about Jug in my life for the #DearZindagi activity at BlogAdda“.

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