29 April, 2013

What do I call this?

Thoughts of you being someone else's,
Being happy in another's presence,
Feeling complete with them by your side,
Pricks me like a needle,
Yet feels like a stab to the heart,
What do I call it,
Possessiveness?

Tales of a long lost love,
Humorous,
I listen to them,
Unable to control my tears,
That flow down my cheeks,
Due to uncontrollable laughter,
But the thought of you having more fun with them,
I cannot bear to think so,
What do I call it,
Clingy?

Your love,
I cannot endure sharing with anyone else,
For what we share is something so deep,
So precious,
That shallow feelings like infidelity do not have place,
What do I call it,
Overprotective?

Your hands on my waist,
Your arms hugging me tightly,
Perfectly I fit in your arms,
Snugly I feel too,
The perfect pair we believe we are,
What do I call it,
Belonging?

The role of a lover,
You play so well,
For you look out for my every need,
And fulfill it beautifully,
Making me wonder,
How exactly did I find someone tailor made for me?
What do I call this,
Compatibility?

Uncertain is our future,
Miles apart we might live,
Though always near at heart,
A long distance relationship we might keep,
Skype might be our savior,
But I know in my heart that you shall forever be,
Nobody but you..
What do I call this,
Fidelity?

Nobody so perfect was ever created,
For you are my jigsaw puzzle,
My better half,
You complement me,
You supplement me,
What do I call this,
Love?




28 April, 2013

Is this love?

A feeling so exquisite,
So pure,
Truly a beautiful emotion,
That penetrates deep into the soul, 
Is this love?

A rush of passion,
Of lust,
Of intimacy,
Is this love?

A sensation of warmth,
Togetherness,
Just like hot cocoa in winters,
At peace being united,
Is this love?

Rules in love,
Do they exist?
Is the only rule this;
That there be no rule in love?
Is this love?

Faraway in distance,
But the hearts together they beat,
In sync, in touch,
Loyal to each other,
Is this love?

Nearby,
But far apart in soul,
Yet unwilling to let go of each other,
For uncertainty scares their wits,
Is this love?

Carving initials in trees,
Watching the night sky,
Falling asleep in each other's arms,
Dreaming of forever,
Is this love?

Finding each other,
In moments of desire,
Comfortable in one's naked skin,
Lying on the lover's chest with content,
Is this love?

Love..
An emotion,
That rules the world,
One that is omnipresent,
In every phase of life,
A feeling that can be perceived,
In the peck from a father,
Fresh food from a mother,
A hug from a sibling,
A caress from a lover,
A sentiment that is a response,
To the things we receive and can never give back,
Now you tell me..
Is this love?


27 April, 2013

Will you ever stop loving me?

With a childish smirk on my face,
I make sure you accept,
Whatever it is I want.

With tons of tantrums,
I ensure,
That things go my way.

A huge smile on my face,
Is enough to convince you,
To do things with me,
That you generally never would.

Unsaturated, undiluted love,
With every incident,
Proportionally it rises,
Will you ever stop loving me?

When in anger,
You say words,
With a potential to hurt,
Insecure I get,
For will you ever stop loving me?

 
With the ups and downs,
That life will present us,
Will your love decrease?

Insecurity could have easily been my name,
Vulnerability my character,
For chilled to the bone I get,
When I think that a day might come,
When you would stop loving me.

The beautiful sunrise,
The marvelous sunset,
And every moment in between,
Waking and asleep,
I wish to spend by your side,
Drenched in your love,
So as we spiral down the path of uncertainty,
I'd like to know..
Will you ever stop loving me?




P.S: Is there a way to password protects posts (not the entire blog) in blogger? Please do let me know!


16 April, 2013

Yay! Another award!! :)

After a crappy day, I'm finally on cloud nine!!! My fifth award!!

I won a Liebster award from the super amazing Me!! :))

Me is not only a very friendly fellow blogger, but a wonderful person at heart. Her writings are truly brilliant and her emotional pieces will definitely leave you with tears in your eyes. She has the capability to not only feel what she writes, but to make the reader feel it too. A person who is always there by my side and is only a phone call away in times of need. She gives such sound advice; you'd be stupid not to take it. Her love for life is visible in her writings and the enthusiasm with which she lives her life is indeed astonishing. :) Well, it would have been sad to miss a person as lovely as her and I'm glad to have known her through the blogosphere!



11 facts about myself

- I am a major foodie and love to cook.

- I love reading books, but am very choosy about the books I read.

- I love being impulsive and spontaneous! It makes me feel like I'm living in the moment.

- I wanted to be an astronaut when I was a kid, but Dad said that pilot was the closest he would let me become.

- I love clothes! Capris, jeans, t shirts, dresses. *sigh* So gorgeous.

- I hate hypocrites and cannot tolerate them.

- I have an obsessive compulsive disorder about organizing things and shopping.

- I want to travel the world.

- I have a bucket list longer than the Nile.

- I'm yet to understand if I'm a morning or a night person.

- I'm the definition of extrovert! I socialize like there's no tomorrow, but I am close to a very few people.



Why did you start blogging?

I started blogging as I needed an outlet to express myself. I write whatever I feel, think and experience.

You are getting an all expenses paid trip for two to a place of your choice. Where will it be and with whom?

A trip with my best friend to Australia :)

Dog or cat? And why?

Both! I love pets.

Half a million dollars for slogging six months a year or a week's peace on the beaches of Bahamas?

A week's peace on the beaches of Bahamas with the best friend. Never say no to vacations ;)

What is your deepest fear?

Being ignored by the ones I love. I'm quite an insecure person and the closer you get to me, the more clearly you can see how vulnerable I am.

How did you propose to your guy/girl or how do you plan to do so?

Marriage is around nine years down the line, but my dream proposal would be one where the guy goes down on one knee on New Year at Times Square (New York) and proposes to me in the middle of the crowd!! The signboards say 'Will you marry me?' and fireworks are bursting and everybody is so awwed by the moment :))

One 'Ctrl+Z' moment of your life? Something you would undo if you had a choice?

Certain toxic relationships that I had with so called friends during my teenage.

Who is the most marriageable celebrity?

SAIF ALI KHAN!! :D Without a doubt!
But crap. He is married, so I'd go with chocolate boy, Siddharth Malhotra! *yum yum*

One thing that can take you to ultimate heights of fame?

Failure, for it shows that one is trying with determination.

Do you follow any sports, team, club or person? Why did this love start?

I've always been a huge fan of Saif Ali Khan and Kareena Kapoor. I've loved Saif right from Dil Chahta Hai and Kareena from Refugee. This love started cause I found Saif's acting to be brilliant in the movie and Kareena has always been amazing in every role and has looked the part. I was probably happiest when they got married! :D

Did you like coming to this blog? And will you come again?

I love your blog and I tell you that at every instance possible!! :) Of course, I'll visit as frequently as possible everyday! :))



Nominate 11 new bloggers.

- Ashna Banga
- Usama
- Rachit
- Sadia Khan
- Srishti 
- Rinku Moni Gogoi
- Sunaina Patnaik

These are the bloggers to whom I'd like to pass on the award! :)

Congratulations! :)

You can answer the questions and thank me for the award on your blog ;)!


I had a great time racking my brains for answers to these questions! Thank you very much Me!! :)


Love,



15 April, 2013

Thank you for you. :)

Eternity,
Together,
Forever,
You’re the one I’d like to be with,
Until hell freezes over.

Your eyes,
They twinkle with laughter,
Your lips,
They speak beautiful words,
You’re so amazing,
I can’t help but wonder,
What made you desire me?

Kisses in abundance,
Rib crushing hugs,
Love that is unconditional,
How perfect are we?!

The depth of our love,
We everyday measure,
As deep as lava in a volcano,
As deep as pearls in an ocean,
As faraway as my favorite star,
Infinite it indeed is.

Thank you for being my guiding angel,
Thank you for holding my hand through ups and downs,
Thank you for laughing along,
For sharing my pain,
For lending a shoulder to cry on,
But most importantly..
Thank you for being an inseparable part of me.


11 April, 2013

You're my blessing! ♥

Stolen glances,
Teasing kisses,
Quick hugs,
Lovely smiles,
That tug,
At my heart so hard,
And make me glad,
That we're together.

Hullalulu dances,
At midnight;
Cannibals we become,
And in fright,
Whisper tales we have heard,
Of cannibals in the Amazon,
Well out of sight.

On my toes I stand,
Stretch them as far as they would go,
To give you a peck,
For I look like a rat,
Placed next to a giraffe,
Your lips I can hardly reach,
Till you bend,
To intoxicate me with your breath.

Evening prayers,
We never miss,
Diyas we light,
Filled with bliss,
Thankful for each day,
For each other,
And for every moment,
A blessing you are,
From the Lord,
For immeasurable happiness I experience,
With you by my side.

My life without you was like a jigsaw puzzle,
Jumbled the pieces were,
Hardly making sense,
But once you entered my life,
Everything fell into place,
Perfection was in sight,
Happiness and love galore,
For you, my dear,
Are life's very own blessing. ♥



10 April, 2013

Paused heartbeats.

Eerie silence,
Lurking loneliness,
A still heartbeat,
Filled with despair,
Weeping in search of a loved one,
Whose absence,
Feels not like a prick,
But like a stab with the potential to kill.

Pasted like superglue they were,
The past two days;
A temporary separation,
Not in love, but in distance,
The heart cannot bear,
For the love it craves,
Seems to be a faraway dream,
Unattainable for more days than the heart can bear.

"You're lucky to have him", I am told;
Indeed yes!
For happiness dribbles and joy gushes,
In his presence;
The pleasure of being the apple of his eye,
The ecstasy of being his true love,
Unparalleled and unequaled.

Tears roll down my cheeks,
My heart aches,
For I miss him beyond words can tell,
In a dilemma I am,
Whether to cherish and smile for the memories we made,
Or wail about the time we will spend apart;
In loneliness,
In joy,
In good health,
And in pain,
I promise to be by your side,
For you are a part of me,
A part that nobody can snatch away;
For our love,
With its ups and downs is beautiful;
This moment we shall get through,
And emerge stronger,
Through tears and laughter,
For it is in you I see my future,
One that will make life worth living,
One where forever exists,
And one where I shall never have to be without you. ♥




05 April, 2013

Inspiration. Role Model. Legend. Speech.

This man revolutionized the way we see computers. With him and his company, there were extremes. You either loved them to death or couldn't hate them enough. But no matter what, one cannot deny that he was a visionary who contributed a lot to the world. He's no more, but he shall forever be my role model. The co-founder of Apple, Steve Jobs.

I'm a HUGE fan of his work, his lessons on life and his speeches too. I love EVERY speech that he has ever given. He'll forever live in my heart and somehow, I felt the need to post one of my favourite speeches of his on my blog. Enjoy! :)

 

“I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I’ve ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That’s it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: “We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?” They said: “Of course.” My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents’ savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn’t see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn’t interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn’t all romantic. I didn’t have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends’ rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn’t have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can’t capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it’s likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.


My second story is about love and loss.
I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn’t know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down – that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn’t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple’s current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I’m pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn’t been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don’t lose faith. I’m convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You’ve got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don’t settle.


My third story is about death.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure – these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn’t even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor’s code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you’d have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I’m fine now.

This was the closest I’ve been to facing death, and I hope it’s the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960′s, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: “Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.” It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.


Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.”


I really hope you enjoyed this wonderful speech by someone who can truly be called a legend. :)

Happy weekend! :)


Much love,

04 April, 2013

The Perfect Two. ♥

"You're my pumpkin pumpkin", he said,
A line enough to make her whine,
For a pumpkin to her meant obese,
Vehemently she refused his cuddly poo's,
And put on a face,
But a smile slipped out,
"I'm your carrot", she said,
"Sweet and yummy,
Forever healthy!"


Enough it was to make him smile,
For she held his heart like a charm,
Life before her,
Seemed like a faraway dream,
Her playfulness, her warmth,
Her childishness,
Every little expression,
Captured his heart,
And made it flutter.


"You're my bow bow", he said,
When she one day imitated a dog,
An imitation so perfect,
That doubts he had of her being a human!

Unable to contain her excitement,
She exclaimed,
"Then you'll be meow!"
Yes my darling,
Like Tom and Jerry,
We shall fight,
Scramble through life,
But life without you,
Would be a dream,
For what is Tom without Jerry?


A blushing beetroot,
Expressions that made her look like a rat,
Eternally arguing like a dog,
She stole my heart,
And refused to return it,
And with pleasure indeed,
I let her keep it.


A comfort zone we had reached,
In a matter of two months,
A zone where no inhibitions existed,
Where we could be ourselves,
And were loved and cherished beyond expectations.


Talks of marriage,
Talks of physical intimacy,
Of her dream house,
Of the random stranger that did a kind deed,
Of pav bhaji's and papaya's,
Not all meaningful talks they were,
But enjoyable and were laughed at,
Everything under the sun we discussed!


But one day,
When she sang,
"You're my pumpkin pumpkin,
Hello hunny bunny!"
Tempted I became and asked her,
"What vegetable am I darling?"
Her lips twitched,
And an expression of deep thought crossed on her face,
Suddenly she squealed,
"You'll be a cucumber!!"
Puzzled, I asked her why,
To which she replied,
"Nothing tastes as yummy with carrots as cucumbers!
They're the perfect pair!"
Her wit and humour,
Made me laugh,
She laughed and it was contagious,
Her eyes twinkled,
Her nose squinched,
And it was a perfect sight,
One to behold.


Confident I became that I would never let go,
Of this bubbly carrot,
She is my bunny,
Of happiness, of joy,
And of all good things,
And she indeed is the one I want to marry,
For she makes me feel perfect,
And together,
We are the perfect two!!! :)





P.S: Please watch this super cute video!! It's one of my favourite songs :)


P.P.S: This post is special to me for a lot of reasons! But the reason that I'm going to state publicly is that THIS IS MY 100th POST!!!!! :)) *woohoo* 
Thanks a lot for the support and the regular comments on my blog. You've been encouraging me to write! I specially want to thank Me, Ashna, Rachit, Usama and Srishti!! Thanks!! This blog wouldn't be the same without you guys! :))



Love,

03 April, 2013

The secret to relationships.

Broken promises,
Untold words,
Countless arguments,
The very sight of him,
Infuriates me,
Enough to raise a storm,
But sigh,
I have been told,
That relationships are made of such matter.

My mother,
On my marriage day,
Told me to endure,
And persevere,
To preserve intact,
For nothing is more shameful in this society,
Than a broken marriage.

The promises of being there,
The promises he made of keeping me happy,
The promises of a life full of joys,
I looked forward to,
Until I realized,
That they were just meat,
To lure me towards the bait.

This complex world of relationships,
Every being tangled together,
For we are all consanguineous,
What are they made of?
Why are they essential to life?

Love,
Adoration,
Infactuation,
Endearment,
Call it by any name,
It is indispensible,
It is the basis of life,
Just like the air we breathe,
Or the water we drink.

But why does love of so many forms have cruelty?
Why is it sometimes selfish?
Why is it self obsessed?
Why is it egocentric?
Why are we willing to trample on something that is so necessary to our very existence?

When he fell in love with me,
He promised me a house,
A car to drive myself around,
And a set of diamonds every year,
Those promises were indeed being fulfilled,
Then why not the promise of loving me more everyday?

For love and affection is what this heart yearns,
Companionship is what it craves,
It desires to be heard,
To laugh with joy,
And to be satisfied,
Basking in your love forever.

Such a love,
Does it exist?
Enroute to this realisation,
I met someone,
Who told me tales,
Of unconditional love being forever.

I was shocked,
What was she talking about?
Her husband had been fulfilling his promises everyday, she said;
Curious, I asked her what they were,
She said, "To keep me happy, to be by my side come what may,
And to love me more forever and always."

My interest was piqued,
Isn't this what real relationships are made up of?
I asked her to share the secret,
To guarantee the continuation of human species,
To ensure that the opposite sexes don't launch war against each other,
She laughed aloud and said,
"Simple!
I promised to keep him happy too and to forever be there as his queen,
I vowed to play along with my king, 
To ensure that there will never be a checkmate in our life,
I assured him that my love will never lessen,
I understood that my happiness and peace should come from the inside,
I rest assured that I have given the key to my heart to the right person,
And sow seeds on nutritious soil,
And thus, I shall forever reap what I sow.
I keep on planting seeds,
Giving more and hence receiving more than I need."

"Darling", she said
"Everything in this world is give and take,
Expectations are rising,
Everybody wants better lives, more love, more happiness,
But they fail to realize that life is a circle,
Whatever they give, they shall recieve,
For that is what destiny, fate and karma are all about.
Give what you want in abundance,
And the more you shall receive."

I had indeed understood the message,
I had met a woman who had told me,
How to be happy and satisfied.

If I needed friends,
I had to be friendly.

If I needed more love,
I needed to give love.

If I wanted to spend time with my beloved,
I needed to make time and voice my wishes.

Indeed, I had understood the secret,
To relationships,
But wait..
With the chaotic jumble of words,
That failed to weave a masterpiece,
A masterpiece that intended to share a valuable message,
But somehow, somewhere got tangled, just like a relationship,
Did you understand the message? ;)



P.S: Did you seriously get the message? :D


Love,


02 April, 2013

A letter, from Aaekay to you.

Dearest sister,

Life had played its game. It threw us together, made us inseparable and fall in love with life because of each other. Many incidents filled us with happiness and moved us closer, but one bad incident pushed us apart. We lost touch, we stopped communicating and life/destiny had won the game.

But what life didn't know then was that some relationships just influence a person so much that leaving them behind and moving on is close to impossible. I shared such a relationship with you. Even when I had lost touch, somewhere within, I knew that I could call you and that I would be offered support and comfort. I understood that nothing could ever change the respect and love I had for you. You are very special and no lemon that life throws my way could tear me away from you.

Such relationships don't need assurance. You don't need to constantly be in touch with such people, you didn't need to guarantee anything, these people understood that relationships cannot be sealed in an agreement form. These people always make us into a better person, just by being there.

You mean the world to me, dear sister. I'm sorry if I didn't express it and I'm sorry for not being around during the most important time in your life. Life might have pushed us apart, but not a day passed by when I didn't think of you. Not a day passed by when your gyaan didn't reassure me that failure was not the end. You brought colors into my grey days, just like a bandhini dupatta. Everytime I needed a hug, seeing the two hugging koala bears you sent my way made me smile. Even the feng shui coin I see when I open my purse reminds me of you.

I have been through some very bad times where I lost some people I deeply cared about. One person left the world to her heavenly abode, I was forced to walk out of another person's life because he refused to be there with me in times of need and memories of someone very close to me who passed away taunted my very existence. It was eerily quiet. But one day, I stumbled across your trinkling bracelet. It didn't just bring music into my life, but new love as well. It opened my eyes to the other people who have always been in my life and have cared for me. It taught me to reciprocate love. It taught me to look in the right places, so that the music shall never pause, but forever continue.

Thank you, loving sister. I promise to be by you in the coming times, no matter what plans life has in store. Yes, life won the game once, but now.. It is our chance to say 'checkmate'. :)



Love you forever,


01 April, 2013

For the foodie in me. :D

I was just googling how to make cinnamon rolls and I got to know from a cookery website that this is foodaholic week! This week celebrates food and I thought I'd like to be a part of this week by sharing stuff about the foodie in me. :D

- I love spices! I love the smell and taste of turmeric, chilli powder, garam masala, chaat masala, dry mango power and so on in my food.

- My favourite food is vegetable manchurian. I can eat it 24x7, 365.

- My favourite dessert is tiramisu, no, chocolate donuts, no, chocolate truffle, OH NO! It is vanilla glazed cinnamon rolls. *they're waiting for me in the oven* :D

- My favourite flavor would hands-down any day be chocolate.

- I love the smell, taste and the feel of vanilla essence and add it in every dessert I bake.

- I love banana and berry bread. I hate both those fruits though!

- My favourite food is dal tadka-roti and pakora khadi-chawal.

- My favourite spice is cinnamon. I love the smell and taste of it!

- I look to cook! :)

- Aloo paratha and methi thepla are my favourite roti type foods.

- I LOVE cheese! Oh no, I'd die without cheese. I love cheesecakes, cheesy pasta's and cheese bursting pizza's.

- My favourite ice-cream is coffee and cookie dough ice-cream.

- My favourite beverages are cappuccino with no sugar, but whipped cream and oreo cookie shake.

I think I've contributed enough of my food-loving personality on the blog! I hope I've said enough to make you guys hungry as well ;) *don't throw stones at me*

So.. Here's wishing you guys a HAPPY FOODAHOLIC WEEK!! :))



Love,