Posted in Bliss, Events, randomness

Ambiguity

So. Weesh. Great start.

Retry.

Ever thought why we have created the entire concept of the existence of
some sort of superpower, who we term god? I don't exactly understand the 
concept, so, on the safer side, I term myself agnostic.
Yet so, that somehow doesn't seem to sort out the messed up questions 
inside my mind. So, I peep out. (to the golden river and lash greenary, 
the crystal clear sky.)
Oblivion to nature. Taking the surrounding we live in for granted. Funny
right? 
Not so. This guy from my psychology class is filthy rich. My mum says it's
wrong to comment on other's wealth, though.
Even so, this poor poor bastard gets everything he needs wants.
The hottest girl in school is his girlfriend. He's got cool homies.
Party and hangouts are in his automatic daily routine. (Brushing and 
writing are mine, they cost nothing. Hm.) I always take pride to stay 
rational. But, somewhere, that moment, after the school bell rang, a tingly
feeling of a mixture of jealousy, sadness and helplessness came upon me.

I couldn't help but think, I could give anything to get that life he takes
for granted. I don't even meet my friends off school, often, forget late 
night parties.The entire hour after that I just kept fathoming his luck.
My mind whirled. I felt insecure. Poor.
I went on to think about his homies. All I knew then was to wish I had 
that life.
I walked down the hall of the library, lost in thoughts, and sort of 
bumped. About nothing really. I needed some inspiration. (Superwoman.)
I needed somebody to tell me to stop feeling this bad about it all. I
dragged myself to a self help reader's column. 
Casually staring at the rows of 'Chicken soup for the soul' books I pulled 
out one out of habit.
Washing my eyes through the pages, I turned to stop at a story named
'Poor Tiffany'
Believe in such insane coincidences?
It was a story about a girl tiffany, who was exactly like that guy.
Metaphorically, the writer of the story, was a girl like me, too.

Life isn't all about money. I realized. 
I started to feel normal again.
Gained my pace. Hustling harder. 

Hm. Some old piece. Love life. 


   Lol. – Lessons of life..

Ever thought how much lifestyle has changed, everything seemed to be ‘new and modernised’. I’m just 15, yet it feels centuries apart. Then it was hide n seek and four pillars, now it’s candy crush and temple run 2. Then it was an evening filled with fun,  meaning Tom ’n’ jerry shows, now it’s all just so changed.

The other day my mom says, ‘Oh! keep quiet, i need some peace’,

and after that i saw her chatting on whatsapp, with people who live on a minute away from her. I went online and had tons of old friends online. I was chatting too. Every conversation began with, ‘Hey, sup? I’m bored.’ My dad says never has  he felt bored all along his lifetime. I laughed it off, ‘that’s impossible.’ Buying clothes, for a party, was a one-day plan. We go shopping, have lunch, shop some more, snacks up with some old roadside chats, come home early by 7. I even remember taking a day off from school just to go and buy a dress for my cousin’s wedding. Now it’s all a click away. From genuinely laughing to LOL and from actually showing love to a 😍  or 💝 emoji, life has shown me tons.

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Tons of plans made, time for  virtually nothing, countless phone calls day-and-night,  a monotonous routine. After a point, when a elastic limit is reached, we tend to run away, to faraway places. Some other cities, maybe new friends, changing  new jobs. Running,  running all day,  with no displacement. No work done. Breaking physical rules. Demolishing laws and theorems.

One small thing i have understood from life is, it’s like a movie. Different scenes, comedy and tragedy moments etc. Sequels created. Everything seems so real. So true. Yet everything is turning virtual. Nostalgia meant sitting around with long  lost soul mates and thinking about old times. We  take the  words for granted. Now every 2 months, old pic gets a like with comment “Aw..feeling nostalgic.” Social sites aren’t helping much. Thanks to Fb reactions, again.

Long short talk. Sarcasm overloaded. Changes are bound to occur, but not necessarily every step taken is success. Not every milestone is development. An urgent need to loopback, compare and realisation, before it’s too late, is need. Because here is too late and nothing else.

Posted in Events, Fantasy, Life happenings

Fireworks and Feelings.

 

 Our Eyes were on fire. As they met, something happened. It was like someone ignited a lamp, which burnt heavenly. We were young, untamed beasts. Nothing could stop us. The desires were inextinguishable. The intensity was incredible. We hugged. I felt like a tomato in a sandwich. Squeezed so hard. The warmth felt different. Something I had never experienced before. His chest was very masculine. I almost melted in his arms. Everything was too swift. We were high. The unvanquishable.  My heart beat was in sync with his now. Continue reading “Fireworks and Feelings.”

Posted in ..., Events, Life happenings

Bold. Wild. Untamed. Beast.

Eyes tightly shut. Vigorously tapping feet. Flickering pen between index and thumb. Table vibrating. Sweat tipping down from neck. Shivering jaw. Chattering teeth. Hardcore goosebumps. Shaking body. Audible heartbeat. A huge lump seem to be stuck in the throat. Nightmares flooding brain. Chill running down my spine. It almost seemed like time paused. Not just for that instant. Forever.

The destiny seemed to be hospital. When the seconds in that giant wall clock opposite to my seat ticked away merrily, my hands seemed to turn into a pool of sweat. Fingers crossed. Hoping for the best. Scared to death. Adrenaline rush taking place. World turned upside down. Inside out. Mysterious odour filled the air. That forever wait. That too, left alone. With that brain, up there. Even imagining the scene again gives me weird shudders. I felt like a Cadbury Silk left out, under heat, in typical June summer. Molten, and turning amoeboid in shape. Still hoping that, that day I wish I had left my brain somewhere on the way. Continue reading “Bold. Wild. Untamed. Beast.”