Loving Life

‘How to live life,’ a title probably all of us have seen on various books but never bothered to read them. We have heard people from different walks of life narrating their stories of experiences gathered from tiny bits of their existence. So many movies have been picturized on depressed people trying to live by a set of rules. But, the beauty of life is that everyone tastes a different flavour of it. All of us want to experience it on our own terms. Happiness, sorrow, success, downfall, freedom, limits, birth, death, smiles, tears, love, betrayal can sum up everyone’s lifetime. One thing that never dies is hope. Hope in oneself, to continue on the path gifted by Him.

We humans survive on faith, to bring a better tomorrow. We strive to build up a luxurious lifestyle, knowing that nothing stays with us. But, do you know what does live forever?

Love!

Love in any form continues to be the basic requirement of life whether you’re a millionaire or you’re broke.  Tiny moments like putting a smile on someone’s face unintentionally, fighting with your siblings, a tasty meal, the birth of a baby, falling in love with a stranger, a midnight kiss, reuniting with a loved one, getting married, fulfilling the last wishes of an elder, saving a life, hugging your parents, that tear of reminiscence, the emotional connection to a song, dancing in the rain and sipping hot coffee on a crazy cold day, are what define your life and noone can take away these moments from you.

There are so many things that you can’t control but what you can control is forgiveness, second chances, and fresh starts because the one thing that turns the world from a lonely place to a beautiful place is love. So take out time from your busy schedule for your loved ones, remember it always lasts.

Gift someone a gram of love from a second of your day..

KILL YOU!!

Just a heads up for all those who might get infuriated reading this or think of it as contradictive, I’m not here to please you all, so buzz off!

It’s funny how we start missing our own self when we’re on the path of introspection. We blame everyone else who were close to us for changing and not missing us but have we ever realized how circumstances are changing our true identity? And then, one fine day reality strikes and we’re introduced to a brand new self who we don’t recognize! Well atleast that’s true in my case. The dancing, carefree, fun loving, cheerful, bindaas me is lost somewhere. I remember, nothing could bother her or stop her from doing what she wanted but I guess permanence cannot be achieved. This change that we go through isn’t usually due to free will, but is rather due to the surroundings and the little drops of ‘wisdom’ that we imbibe on our journey of life which drag us on the so called path of maturity and sensibility.

Whatever happened to the innocence, the bright smiles which sparkled in our eyes, the excitement on seeing our favourite icecream flavor, the spontaneity, the dancing like no one is watching, the singing like we’d beat AR Rahman, the sad faces when our toys broke, the hugs like we’d never part, and the tears on the sight of blood? Have we grown so much that all that is left in our lives is shrewdness, fake smiles, fat free icecream, appointments, clapping in the name of dancing, shying away from humming our favourite song, computer games, facebook byes and hidden tears?

This isn’t someone else’s story which we are witnessing from the side rails, but it is our very own story which we have conveniently decided to ignore and live with, in denial. No one cares because they’re not responsible. We are the ones who have let ourselves change to adapt to this cold world, do we have an option?

I miss myself and I really wish to bring back the true smile on my face again coz I’m done with the fake ones. I want to dance in the rain, scream while singing "rolling in the deep," drink till I'm out, sleep for the entire day, get a blue and purple streak in my hair, put on black nail-paint, lie on the beaches, get more tattoos, capture abstract moments in my camera and fly away in the blue skies! I will not give a damn anymore! I’m going to make the most of it even if I’m alone in it. Yes, I miss my school friends and all the fun we had but I can’t reverse time and I’m not going to waste more mourning over photographs I couldn't be a part of. Neither am I going to hang onto my past nor complain about circumstances that I’m in.

I guess this is my New Year moment!
Happy 2012!!

"Jo hua hai wo hota hai,
 Jo hona hai woh hona hai,
 Jo tere bas mein baatein hain,
 Unhe khamakha kyun khona hai?

 Kar chalna shuru tu,
 Mudke na dekh tu,
 Jaise hai sahi hain,
 Ek main aur ek tu!"

HAPPY BIRTHDAY RITZ!!

Meri Best Friend ka 21^st Birthday and I’m supposed to send in a write-up (which is now my blog entry) but I can’t think of stuff that I haven’t told you before! So, for this coming year I want you to be my cheerful, bubbly, smiling, dancing Ritzi coz who knows the world might end by December! Don’t be so frustrated and tensed because of various exams and bullshit as these things will come and go, and wasting time on being sad won’t change anything but would just ruin who you are. So, relax, breathe and it will all be fine. Put on your favourite hideous nail paints, heels and your nude lip shades, sexy ghaghra choli and nacho garba all night eating khaman and dhokla (too bad you live in a dry sate) coz all this won’t come back! I know I’m not there in Ahmedabad to have the kinda fun we had planned but I’m always with you, in your heart and that won’t change ever. I just want to see you smiling forever no matter what happens and as far as your problems are concerned what am I there for? Don’t care what the world has to say, you never did, just be the bindaas girl who made sarees looked sexy, sprayed salty water in her hair to make them Priyanka type wavy, slept with her bulb on, never completed the Da Vinci Code, never tolerated a false blame, had the chubbiest cheeks in the world, made yummy food, bargained till half the price, shopped till the rest dropped down dead, never remembered the name of the song on her mind, never understood beats, hated to get herself clicked, ate up Mr. Dora’s head till his own accounts concepts got him confused, and fell for electricians and tour guides!! :P

Enough reminiscing now and wipe off those tears from your eyes nautanki!!
I LOVE YOU!! :*