Sunday, 11 May 2014


One clear afternoon, my friends and I decided to catch up. Summer at its peak, we did not want to go out and so we decided to go for a drive along the beach. There we spot a couple sitting under the not very shady place, looking at the sea, sun right on the top their heads, gleaming very happily. I was intrigued by the passion they had for each other. Seriously?! It was the love that offered them shade from the nothing-less-than-burning-hot Sun. I silently smiled to myself telling, their euphoria of love hasn’t faded yet.

This thought made me over think the situation. Clearly love is temporary madness. There is this time in everyone’s life, when the tide of strong desire to fall in love hits us. And, when we think we found the right person, the period of ‘being in love’ starts. Like I previously said, love is temporary madness. The feelings raise sky high, the willingness to do nice things manifolds. We long to be in the other one’s company. We laugh heartily at each other’s joke. We blush when he/she compliments. We unintentionally start doing things that might impress and seek his/her attention. We start to believe in his/her views and beliefs more than our own selves. We think they are always right. All this happens only till the euphoria of love lasts. There is this thing which everything devours. Yes, Time it is. A little over little time, the euphoria fades. Everything appears normal. This can technically be termed as ‘the end of being in love’.
It generally goes this way. When being in love burns away, boys see girls nagging for every little thing and girls don’t really get the attention that they used to. Take a tip guys: Women generally turn into the nagging kind only when they are left unappreciated. And ladies: Insanity is not just permitted, but also expected only when we were kids. So how do we handle this after “being-in-love” scenario? Where does love come at all? It is not about texts or calls or surprises or romancing or making love. These fall into the acts of love. Love is not about eternal promises that we carry to our grave. Love is the decision that you try to take when being in love burns away. Love is just that which remains after all this. From there, it is in our own hands to try and work out if the roots of what we grew all this time has entwined, that it becomes inconceivable to part. Life becomes beautiful when we take the extra measure to reach that one extra mile.
Well, did I not start telling you about how my afternoon happened?! Oh man, I must have wandered off the point.

Friday, 13 January 2012

Last few days of my teen

It has always been special to me, to be called as a teenager. Yeah, i'm here recollecting how my teenage went all over these years and to bid adieu to it. It still remains green and fresh how my first teenage birthday went. Back then i was thirteen and least did i know about the treat culture. Those days it was all about giving chocolates to friends and wearing new dress. The countdown for the birthday begins few weeks before and the night before the birthday will be filled with thrill, thinking of how the day would be at school. When i was young, i always fantasized my birthday for all the new dress i got and the small money saving which hits jackpot on this day.

The trend continued and i was growing old day by day. As we grow, our definitions for everything changes. Thus celebrating birthday changed as well. Friends calling at midnight and some of them wishing with a little abuse of having made them wait until twelve (as if we asked them to:-P, though it gives us happiness beyond measure when they wish us) and few others singing songs :D and pouring wishes and blessings. Joy surmounts. The hangouts in the name of birthday treats we had were the only occasion when all of us were able to get-together and would yap yap yap and yap all day. The day would be filled with surprises and finally piles up on the sweet memories of life. I always wonder if these celebrations are to make us forget that we are growing older, as birthday is the day when we get particularly reminded of old we are. Speaking about growing, teenage has taught me lessons for a lifetime. The breeze knows my smile, my pillow knows my sorrows and the mirror knows my fear. There had been many situations when i badly wished for it to be just a dream, and some, when i wished for it to last forever and many other instance which i wanted to redo, unfortunately there is no undo option in our life. Happens...
All of us wanted to grow up when we were young. Least did we know about the complexities we would bring with us. Towards the end of the teenage, everybody wishes to go back to their childhood. How badly do we miss our childhood?!
Wonder why i talk on childhood??? i'm going to step out of my teenage in a couple of days and hence a small flashback , realization and an initiate to write BLOGS :D