September 2015

I Miss You

I miss your face and your smile..

I feel your absence in every room..

I’m not saying that I need you back. I just need to hear your voice..

There are so many words that I haven’t said…

I have so many regrets that ll never be fulfilled.

I’ll admit I think about you, but you’ll never do the same even when I know you do..

We had good times but the bad out does it all.. I just can’t take betrayal.

I used to  miss what we had and I still do sometimes, but more than that I miss the feeling of familiarity that was there when we talked.

I used to be able to tell you anything and everything. And that is something that doesn’t happen to me very often.

What we had was something rare and dangerous.

Rare because we are two people no one could see together and dangerous because we both knew that we’d end up burning as we began our journey.



‘Down to Earth

Keep ’em falling when I know it hurts

Going faster than a million miles an hour

Trying to catch my breath some way. Somehow..’



The first time I heard it I got chills. IT IS SO GOOD.

And the lyrics actually made me tear up a bit.

And the sound is different and amazing and gosh! THEY ARE SO FANTASTIC.

I recommend everyone to hear it and also Hair and Love me like you by little mix.

And I am truly sorry for revealing my fan-girl side and maybe, just maybe, I got a tad hyper.


No matter how far you run and try to hide and forget.

The past has a way of catching up to you.

Memories might be rehashed.

Some may cause you pain, whereas others might make you smile and wipe the tears away from your eyes.

Moving on is an seemingly impossible act.

Because who you are now is still a part of who you were.

A book is not judged by its cover but, by its contents.

People have said that its possible to change over time.

But I don’t think that anyone can ever truly change themselves.

To me, if my past is hidden and never brought up, is what I imagine true peace to be.

Because some mistakes are better off forgotten.

5 Things you should never say to your parents.

In my life so far, I have realized that I sometimes say things that I probably shouldn’t. So, I’m going to tell you guys the 5 things you SHOULD NEVER ask or say your parents.

  1. Their age. (Lets be honest. This one is a no brainer).
  2. Never EVER tell them or bring to their attention that you are obsessed with say a TV show. Trust me on this one. My dad got to know about my insane obsession with ‘The Vampire Diaries’ and then he started watching it, then came the ‘that show is the reason why you are filled with negativity’ talk. And that was not particularly fun.
  3. DO NOT tell them that you find someone hot, even its like an anime character or actor or whomever. NEVER. Parents like to think that their child of 15, 16, 17 (you know how the numbers go) are innocent and angel like.
  4. Their salary or bank balance. No parent seems to want to share this particular information with their children. I mean its not like we’re going to like spend money lavishly if we know that their bank balance is huge…. Oh, who am I kidding.
  5. And finally, when your drunk, just refrain from conversation with anybody in your family. And hide out till your sober.                                                                                                                                                                                                       I know that some of these things are like. NO SHIT SHERLOCK. But, yeah.

Happy Days

I’ve been trying to turn over a new leaf. Because its come to my attention that I may be just a tad negative at times.

Though I think that what others call negative is just me accepting facts and not living in utter and total denial. Anyways, I thought that I should give this whole, being positive thing a shot.

And apparently, Positive things evoke more energy, initiative and happiness.

Here’s the ironic thing, Michael Gellert once said that true happiness is an acceptance of life as it is given to us, with its diminishment, mystery, uncontrollability and all. But isn’t that what makes us all the miserable people we are, sure some things make us happy, but I think that it is impossible for a person to be entirely happy and honestly that sounds tiring.

And for those of you who are wondering who Micheal Gellert is, I have no idea. I just read that quote somewhere.

At this moment I’d like to clarify something. Yes, I’m probably not the happiest person one can meet. I’m that person who is terrified of being happy, because every time, I let myself be happy, the core reason for my happiness is ripped away from me.

I don’t believe in love at first sight or soul mates or Santa clause.

Be crazy, be weird, be silly, be whatever you want, because life is too short this is what I believe in and these are the things that somehow make me smile even in the worst of times.

Because a person being happy depends entirely upon them. Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect, it’s choosing to beyond all the imperfections.


Most of the times reality is unfathomable.

If a person ignores it, they are ridiculed.

Accepting it is a wise choice which most ignore (I’m definitely one of them).

To escape from the horrors of reality, people slip away into this dream world.

A place where the sky remains blue, where there are birds chirping and greenery as far as the eye can see.

A place where you can be with whomever you wish.

A place where there is hope and joy. And reality is a horror story told to scare children.

More people, than that which can be numbered, wish that they could live there. And they have their wishes granted.

When the mind allows itself to let imagination take over.

This magical place is called “The Fantasy World”, but I call it home.


Everyone lies.

I know I do.

But sometimes, the truth, even if harsh and hurtful is easier to say than lies.

When I say I have no one.

I mean I have no one to rely on.

I dont have a shoulder to cry on.

I know there are people who will listen to my problems.

But I am a book with a million written pages, which no one has the patience to read or the book does not want to be opened again.

My past has forced me to become the person I am today. I have no excuses for who I am or how I act.

And my future will mold, due to my present.

But if you tell me that you’ll always be there for me. Its a promise I expect you to keep.

Because when I need you the most my only companion seems to be air…


So, I’m in this weird position.

The guy that I like asked me sort of out and I said yes, and we went to this shop and he paid and said I could have whatever I wanted and everything was great and I thought for one moment that maybe things were taking a turn for the better. But then, our mutual friend came and sot of bombarded the whole thing (whatever it was) and then he was still like sort of hanging out with me and all. But later I heard him talking about the girl he liked and how he was gonna ask her out…

A friend once told me that life is just a weird circle of all things good and bad. All I’ve seen so far is the bad. I have never wanted to be one of those girls who let their world stop spinning because of some guy. And I’m not. I’m the kind that tells myself that I’m going to be over him and ends up crying in a corner of my class room or in the bathroom (yes, I know. Pathetic).

God! Why does Life just have to like but into everything perfect and ruin it!!!

And the suck-fest continues..

Life Sucks


I understand that I cant always get what I want, but it would be nice to like get my perfect sandwich, but no even that has to have like too much mayo ( I’m kidding there is no such thing as too much mayo, but you get my point.)

There is nothing  worse than a broken heart. And as a person who has experienced the pain and agony of several injuries.

It sucks when one of the happiest moments of your life has been with a person who never truly appreciated you or doesn’t any more for a non existent reason.

That person who you thought at a point in your life was “The One”, might now be the one person who makes your heart do somersaults and then ache, when you realize, their not yours anymore, or maybe were never yours to begin with..

Life sucks. And sure, I may be the one making the mistakes which lead up to its sucking.

But selfishly its much easier to just like put the blame on “Life” as though on a third person.

Blaming others is always easier. Now its owning up to our mistakes that’s the real task.

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