Here a Quack,there a Quack...

Once upon a time there was a place..A place that knew no sadness ...where even feeling blue was a happy thing...it lied deeep in an enchanted forest...hidden away beyond a medieval village...
Well centuries passed and a hop skip and a boat ride away there grew a kingdom.The kingdom was ruled by beloved king and queen.They were blessed with a baby boy.
More than his looks,his heart charmed the people.He had all the luxuries of the world at his feet yet was rooted to ground.
Gradually he grew up  and entered a phase,which was powerfully disorienting and all consuming period in which his hormones did all the talking.His days were dotted with delicious daydreams and his nights were punctuated with text messages.His heartbeat raced,palms felt sweaty and body felt hotter than usual.

Yes he was in love.In love with a girl whose simplicity had captured his heart.She was purer than the fresh dew drops that sparkled on delicate flowers and  her voice had the power to bring life to stone.But she was the daughter of an ordinary man in the King's empire.
Everything was going amazing until  the  King and Queen came to know about the budding love between their son and the girl,
they summoned him to their chamber and uttered the three words of doom.. ‘LOG KYA KAHENGE’(what will people say)


So, the prince threw off his prince crown and set out on a long journey in search of these ‘LOG’, in order to find out what they had to say about his princely affairs.

Castle walls were jumped, the perimeters of the kingdom were traversed,snow  mountains were climbed and rivers were crossed in search of these mystical creatures called ‘LOG’. And just when his prince feet were about to give up, he saw shadows beyond a thick glass of fog. He dragged himself across till he finally saw a huge crowd of ‘LOG’ who were saying too much to decipher. Like a swarm of bees.

The prince concentrated on this particular lady from the gang of LOG, so that he could finally hear what the LOG said.The lady murmured in a thin voice “you know Sheila was wearing very short skirt in yesterday's party...how hungry she is for attention” to which other lady replied “This is nothing,i have a gossip much bigger than this.You know Mr Kapoor's daughter ran with a guy whom she was dating for 1 month.Poor Kapoors.Their reputation is ruined now”.The prince overheard someone else say “You know Mr Roy is blessed with a baby boy.But the people say the boy doesn't resemble anyone in the family”.The other gang member whispered “I saw so and so in a pub yesterday with her boyfriend drinking.I wonder if she is at all concerned with her parent's pride or not”
 The buzzing went on and on, till the prince fainted because of overloading of voices.

On opening his eyes, he again concentrated to hear more from the LOG. He wanted to hear more about the girl who ran with his boyfriend or about the baby boy who didn't resemble his parents or the girl in the pub. But he couldn't hear even a faint whisper about them, for they were now replaced by new stories ranging from “Monika's Plastic surgery” to “Payal's daughter's short skirt”. There were new stories and the old ones died a happy death.

The prince then understood that the gossip including his princely affairs are like Bread. No one relishes on a stale bread. Once the bread gets stale, a new packet of BRITANNIA SWEET BROWN BREAD is bought from Chotu ki Shop. The circle continues. The LOG need fresh dough every day.

So the prince returned to his kingdom and declared to his Daddy King and Mommy queen “The LOG  may have too much to say, but whatever they say has a validity period which is very restricted.They are like a pre-paid card with limited validity.I think I can survive that. ;)”

And so, the handsome  prince married the pretty girl and lived happily ever after letting the LOG go to hell.

The End

the day that was September 14

There are some days when .....
the alarm goes off and, instinctively, i hit snooze. Few more minutes of my time are not going to make a difference in my lecturer's life, is it? He can wait, I need my beauty sleep.

After snoozing it for about 4 times I wake up with a weight crushing my chest.The weight of still being Jobless.My hair refuses to behave and a large, red zit makes itself comfortable on my nose.Damn! not another crush! *sigh*

I brush my teeth and my half closed eyes catch sight of the price on the paste carton. WHAT?! My mind awakens instantly, HE CHARGED ME THREE WHOLE RUPEES OVER THE MRP?! How dare he, I’m never shopping there again. And then I feel a lapse inside myself as I think whatever, it’s just three rupees, what value does it have these days, anyway. Plus, the shop is so convenient….

As I make the coffee, I throw the banana peel into dustbin…. Cursing it when it miss it by a few inches.
 The toast gets burnt and the coffee burns my tongue.

I smell the fresh newsprint, like I always do, and sip the bitter brew while scanning the headlines.The advertisement on the side catches my eye. “NEW FOR OLD OFFER”. My thoughts wander…. maybe I should exchange my old laptop and the mixer for that new Inspiron I saw the other day… So sleek, so cool it was… Maybe…

I  head out, I’m already late.

I drop the phone on the staircase and it bursts into three separate pieces, the battery goes flying right down to the last step. After I reach downstairs,I realise that i left my room unlocked and the keys are still sitting daintily on my slider . 
Rushing hastily to my class i find the door locked.I nervously knock the door.I enter the classroom packed with students staring at  me as if i had asked them for a piece of property from their will :P 
The things go worse as the day passes by.i head home sadder but none the more wiser.One last sigh, one last prayer... Please let tomorrow be better. 

some days......

Miracles happen.Some days you get compliment from the most jealous mate.You get a note of appreciation from the most criticizing teacher.
You discover clarity of international calls on Skype.You suddenly get a job and you are no more considered unemployed.
You get bundles of greetings adorning your Facebook wall .And you finally give to see a glow of pride on your parents face.
 You go to sleep with a grin that refuses to be wiped off and a prayer... Please let everyday be exactly like this one.You once again begin to love your life.And your faith strengthens in sayings like after every storm, there comes clear open skies...

Moral of the day-You never know what tomorrow has in store for you so  keep living!Remember that in the midst of everything YOU have the choice of where your attention is placed and focused - so choose JOY!

PS: i thank all those who prayed for me with a true heart.I got the job because of your wishes(although i may not join it.But the burden is off *sigh* )
a big treat awaits you all :) :) :)

direct from heart:the touchy post !

 MenKind,

Hey all.

Especially the male folks out here(although it doesn't mean the females are not allowed to read it ).This post is totally dedicated to you all.So kindly spare few minutes from you busy schedule and go through this small letter which I had always wanted to write for a very long time but never got the needed kick to type this down.

Since I am a girl and that too a college bunking one, I have a number of issues with you which I would like to bring to your kind notice. I know you will just laugh it off and if you do, I wouldn’t blame you because a majority of you are pathetically perverted like that. I would like to ask the beer loving soul of yours certain questions which have kept me perturbed for long.

Some genuine queries-

# There is something called Getting Bored. Just like the others of my gender and species, I too have Boobs and an ass to follow. I know you spend a lot of time browsing through images of topless and butt showing females online, but what I don’t understand is how you get amused by the so called melons rather than the face of even a properly draped woman?

# Some of your gang members smirk at me every time I walk down the streets sipping on my favourite ice candy. How can you possibly stoop low enough to think so perverted? A Lollipop wouldn’t be named that way if I were to chew it like a toffee. Things have got so out of hand that I think twice before ordering a Cornetto when your fellow beings are around. You can’t possibly expect me to bite the ice-cream off. Can you?

# You crave for a woman who is modern in a slutty way, outgoing enough to be mistaken as a whore. You forsake the innocent soul for the provocative body cover. But when it comes to settling down, you prefer the homely, traditional woman who is skilled in the culinary arts, ignoring the true bitch residing in her. Why so?

# You expect us to be understanding and listen to your irrational babbles when you return home drunk and callous. We too expect you to tolerate us when we are fighting our PMS every month. Quotes like “Never believe anything which bleeds for five days and still doesn’t die”  are just not cool for us to laugh at. We are made that way. What is so gross about that?

# Loosing your virginity is like a milestone achievement for you and the more women you have slept with, the more ‘THE MAN’ you are among your groupies. It’s definitely not the same for us here, atleast in India. But how can you possibly expect your wife to be a virgin when you aren’t? Many husbands might be cursing you for taking their wives virginity. Why don’t you look at it that way?

#WHY are you people so desperate and always give that exhausted SIGH whenever i pass by you.Is it something to do with the breathing?Why my boy why?Why do you sing those down market songs when i pass by?
If you really  have that singing sensation in you why don't you use your unexplored talent in one of those talent hunts? you would be better appreciated there.

I can go on and on and this letter can get as intolerable as Aishwarya Rai’s giggles. If you do not think that this letter applies to you, I request you to ignore the content and pass it on to the guy sitting next to you. Maybe he might relate to this.

Sincerely,

The Girl you whistled at yesterday evening.

a sneak peak into the good old times!

As the present time is not going good for me and i have no intention to announce this worst phase to you all, i decided to display a slice of my life which always makes me smile even if the smile has to struggle through tears....

Yesterday night was again a sleepless one. Not a second of peace. Night reserves nostalgia. My brain automatically started shuffling back through the book of life it stopped on the day i had my first b'day.i cud see all the happy faces celebrating my 1 year of existence. a magical glow directly from god's house was all around  :) :) :)

The next stop was on the first day of my schooling could see tiny girl of four on the gate of school, who hated to go away from her mother. She cried cried but in vain. She was carried by her principal to the play room inhabited by many little ones like her. But she missed her favorite toy. After two hours she was back in the most comforting place, in her mom's arms. Her mother used to bait her school workers to take care of her doll. From that day on the tiny one was greeted by a different surprise each day which completely made her day, she began liking the school :)

The next chapter that was unfolded in my mind was the day i met my best friend, my lifeline. i was in the vehicle that was to carry me to the gates of convent where i was introduced to her by her elder sister. We became friends, good friend, best friends and now the closest friends ...as i go on i remember all the times we had together. as my life change from whatever, we will still be friends forever!

Coming on to the love which enters everyone's life sooner or later, well i don't have any sweet memories to share. Thinking of love leaves me shattered again, broken again...

Then my brain took a U turn and made me make a quick landing into the time not so far away from the present...yes! The first day of my college flashed. The horrifying faces of the seniors were giving me hostile looks as given to the criminals. They had forgotten the traditions of warm welcomes. The very first day i was badly ragged by a group of fourth year guys. a new but not so good experience soon became a part of daily routine for the entire 4 months which were most difficult to survive. But destiny had different plans. The hard times vanished and i was soon introduced to a good soul who turned out to be my partner in bad times. An ultimate source of positive vibes and a person to truly rely on. Luck was completely in my favor! :)

i wish i cud really go down the memory lane and relive those glorious moments :)

the world which i rule!

did i ever mention that i love dreaming...i can do weirdest of the things in my fantasy world which is nearly impossible to do in the real world....the dream land is full of all the wonderful people who have no feeling of hatred for nyone....contentment over powers greediness...the world free of narrow hopeless folks

in dream i see myself as the most attractive lady of the town...the heart stealing princess...the personification of cuteness...who doesnot believe in stooping in front of nybody..she lives for herself and only for herself...she is as beautiful as palm trees against the ocean breeze..as precious as an angel looking to god on the knees...who treats herself as a princess living among commoners who fail to see her beauty and sing praises for her....

i see myself siting on the 100th floor of the office building owned by me..just throwing ordering at my employees while sipping my favorite cappuccino...world's best lies at my feet...i  just shop every tempting thing in the world without having a glance at the price tag....the world's prettiest outfits enough to make the other women jealous decorate my wardrobe....

i see myself on a never ending holiday....a holiday on a lonely island untouched....ready to be explored ....ready to showcase the glorious  beauty bestowed on it by the supreme power..the island all set to provide a vast canvas of environments to discover a variety of unrivaled natural wonders....with me resting on a swing and feeling the motion of waves all around me.... :)

i see my self sitting on a cozy couch placed in the valley surrounded by the snow capped  towering mountains....feeling the chilling breeze as it touches my cheeks...and see the birds making their way back to their homes as the moon makes its way to the sky....

yes! this is how the world which i rule looks like :)

P.S. written in hurry...excuse for ny errors!

the 4:00 am conversation

she:did u notice that i am talking to you for the past 4 hours  :)

he: but i'm feeling like we just started..
she: mujhe bhi nai pata chala 4 hours kaa..... 4 hours=240 minutes =14400 sec  omg! 
he: haha i can talk my whole lyf like this..try kare :p
she: hehe
he: are u feeling sleepy?
she: its already 4...sleeepongi nahi... toh kal wakoongi kaise?
he: toh u the goes to the beds and take the sleepz now ...okiez
she:  :)
she: u also sleeeeeeeeep
he: neend nahi hai....will see some movie
she: chup chap soja huh :@! gudnight
he:ok gud night..bye :(