Posted in ..., Bliss, Changes., Life happenings, randomness, Wha..?

Another Lifetime Away.

It’s seems forever since I last wrote to you. Dear blog, I miss you. I miss the sense of fulfillment I would get from blogging. I miss the happiness and that tiny bulb inside my heart glowing with pleasure, when I was successful in pleasing a person with my blog. I miss sitting a couple of hours online. I miss those days I would simply idly sit around on a rainy afternoon and read just another novel. I miss waking up late and staying awake all night. Oh man, I get nostalgic thinking about that life. That life which existed, it seems, another birth away. Which couldn’t get happier and this day…

This day I’m struggling in everything. It’s like I’m a scrambled egg, and everyone else a serious omelette out there. It’s like am merely an ant and the world is a giant human. Human these days, I swear to god (If it exists. Excuse me, for I’m agnostic.) They seem to be turning in rhesus tribes.

Just sitting and studying all day. That’s what is a life of a 16-years-young  twelfth grader. If only the competition wasn’t so cruel.

If only the ants were treated equally,

and terrorists vanished,

and lions dined on wine,

and life was prettier.

Only then would this tiny world I live in turn into heaven.

Anyways. I’ve wasted your time enough. Let’s just get back to work.

Ciao, Love. Angana.

Posted in Bliss, Changes., Night, randomness, Uncategorized

Silence

3am.

It’s pitch dark outside. I get out of my comfort zone and step into the reality. The balcony pulls me towards it. It’s like the night wants to make love to me, desperately. It’s hunger, and greed is adorable. I stand there. Still. The extreme silence, making me vulnerable, shaking my ground.

No, I’m not scared. I’m just confused.

Or maybe the big, bad, boldness really does scare me. It makes me rethink my entire point of existence.

It makes me ecstatic. it snaps me back to  earth. It tells me to stop being in cloud-9 and so pretty in pink. The silence is beautifully married to an not so occasional rush of air, flowing through my face, tickling my hair, innocently.

The enormity of the planet shows my nullifying presence. I have my own secret talks to the wind. It’s all surreal and I’m simply left to gasp it all. Yeah. Maybe, its gigantic bear-like actions scares me. But it also makes me fall in love with it, even more.

i have my ‘sweet nothings’ moments with the silence. I cry to the silence, the silence lends me a shoulder, and is a great listener. The silence is just like another buddy. A buddy for life. And this friend is incredibly loyal, and causes no tantrums and breakups.

Men may be from Mars and women from Venus, but silence is our very own. Continue reading “Silence”

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 Bliss, Mind, randomness, Wha..?

Dainty Lives.

Pretty mornings.
Heart beating.
Sun shining.
Chocolates and smoothies.
Can life be better?


Woke up with a smile. A smile costs nothing. It’s means phenomenal. There is a hurricane underneath us, and and it could ruin us. A smile, could save the world. Searching, still. For utopia. Lost in this enormous globe. But, euphoria is a step away. Wearing heels, it’s sometimes hard to jump. Yet, you got to. Jump to snatch the ‘Bliss’. It could hurt your calfs. Your patella may rupture. But you could risk.


And now you grabbed it. So live life the fullest!

Cheers.

 

 

Posted in Mind, randomness, Wha..?

Hm.

There was a constantly contradicting war going on inside that meninges. To or not to. Even the single thought, forever turned every tossed coin, only to end up in it’s tail. Slowlo it started to feel like a dog running for it’s own tail. Striving to succeed. But, all in vain. The step of realization then arrived. Realisation that mistakes aren’t the end of the Universe. Sitting still. Lost in thoughts. Fathoming about the gorgeous future. Again, all in vain. For who knew…

Continue reading “Hm.”

Posted in Dogs, Mind, randomness

Bully.

Basically, people who know me, would know how much I adore dogs. Like, genuinely adore them. They are true love. Lately, I believe, I’ve been meet amazing people in my life.

Just the most unique, casual, random, and awesome peeps. The sky is blue and white. Blue and pink is a riper combination. Pink. Reminds me of candy floss. Those days.
The girly color. I know that’s generalizing, but it just is. That’s the world. Reality can not be changed. Most often we don’t understand the importance of truth. Promises are probably meant to be broken.

This white pug, I just met a while ago, is cute. Damn cute.

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… Because apparently, life is nothing serious. :’)