Adore style..

Keep locking and popping
Keep dancing and jumping
Keep rocking and rolling
Keep running and flying

Be here and there
Be cautious and fair
Be happy and stare
Be loving and dare

Let the world smile
Let it’s people adore style
Let you never be vile
Let everyone know you for a while

Books and movies and series. What’s your hierarchy?

Are you a reader?

Good. Which book are you reading now?

Do you like to watch movies/series after reading the book?

Or the other way round?

Or, just read the book or watch the movie and never go through the counter-part?

I am one of the former and hence a lot of movies and series are lined up 😉

But, in case of Game of Thrones, I saw the series and for the sake that I couldn’t control not knowing what is to happen next, started it’s book(because waiting for just 10 episodes for a year is too boring and reading is always interesting). It’s super awesome.

The theme song of the series is here.

The cover of the theme song(instrumental) by one of my favorite band, Boyce Avenue is here.

I love the Boyce avenue one better than the original one.

Happy Weekend.

What you reading or watching or out for an adventure? 😀

My wallpaper since a long time

Ignition of Metamorphosis..

Don’t blame the whole group of things.

We do that. I do that. But, we should not.

One failed love and we blame the whole of opposite gender. We stereotype things. C’mon, this ain’t the way it should be.

We all are different individuals and needed to be treated differently and uniquely.

Forget what happened in the past with whomsoever. Forget the pain and hurt.

Dive into the present. Make the present and the related future worthwhile.

Live in happiness with others and not in darkness alone.

We are social beings(Facebook and the other social media donot fall under this, so please leave them be). We need to interact.

I haven’t seen much of life. But, from what I have seen, life ain’t easy. I have seen failures of love. I have seen failure of friendship. I have seen failure of expectations. I have seen people submitting their lives to frustration. I have seen violence. I have seen the hatred for me in the eyes of my family. I have seen the jealousy and the thought of killing me in the eyes of some. I have been there wherever you have been. I have seen what not.

But man, this ain’t all life. When I close my eyes and think about my past 23 years and I can remember only the beautiful things. The smile on her face. My mother and sisters. My cousins. Friends and their teases. Special people who have guided me to be what I am today. My teachers. There are many who have taught me or shown me the bad way of life, so I can learn how NOT to be that and avoid that path. Learning to be grateful for the things that gives us pleasure and happiness and also accept the failures and being happy that we tried and learn from it.

So, hibernation and being alone is good. Just as a caterpillar in a cocoon. But, you gotta come out. Be a butterfly. Go through Metamorphosis. Fly with wings. Make everyone gaze at you in AWE 🙂

Make new friends or stick to the old ones. Have to forget or accept the bad times and embrace the good times.

Being happy for self is good. Being happy for others and with others, is the best. Try to be the best.

Time is crucial and if someone gives you time and importance, then TRY to consider that importance and make sure that it for the good for the caterpillar and that person may be the one who ignites the process of Metamorphosis.

The New, better YOU

Decision making..

It’s not about long days

And long weeks

It’s about big decisions

Life changing decisions

Decisions affecting you

Decisions affecting people

Related to you

The drainage of energy

Used by the mind

To process and make a decision

The sweat on your brow

Thinking about the consequences

After making the decision

The looks and taunts

You will receive in ample

After making the decision

The avoidance and ignorance

Of dear people

Who mean to you

But whose expectations

You didn’t match

After making the decision

These are the causes for the longevity of time

But you should be happy

As YOU MADE YOUR OWN DECISION

No one else forced their

Decision on you

You knew what you wanted

And you got that

By speaking your heart

By standing alone

By going through the phase

Of decision making

And you shouldn’t

Care much about the people

Who are disappointed

Because they don’t care

About your decisions

Before and after decision making

But their own

And you should

Leave them behind for good

You should know deep

In your heart

And bank your trust on those

For whom you matter

Your happiness, after

The strainful decision matters

And no matter the decision

They will be right there

Beside you

So you go ahead

And make the decision

And be assured

I am here waiting for you

With smiling lips

And spread arms

To welcome the happy you..

Knowing your beauty..

Seeing your beauty
Made me stared
At you for 20 seconds
Knowing your beauty
Will make me love you
For endless of time
Because your beauty
Is not limited to physicality
But also your caring
Your sharing your crying
Your laughing your feeling
Your excitement your anger
Your happiness your neutrality
Your naughtiness your ignorance
Your little joys your dancing
Your smiles your loving
And to know your beauty
I would give all my time
Just to be with you
And let you know me
And know you back 🙂

I shouldn’t have slept !!

I have never been
A big fan of sleep
As I feel that something
Will be missed
And it happened again
Still continues the trend
And I hope that I will
Not repeat it
I kept you waiting
Waiting for the whole night
I was all asleep
With you in my dreams
And you were awake
Waiting in reality
I feel so bad
To have kept you waiting
You told you were busy
With other friends
But I know deep down
You were hoping
That I shouldn’t had slept
So early
Which was unlike me
But then I woke up
To see your missed calls
And I feel so bad
And I know you have slept
We are together in your dreams
And now its my turn to wait
Till you wake up
Which is always very late
But this I deserve and
I am all happy to wait
And think about the good times
We spend & talk & cherish
Its all morning
And let me try something new
As in a walk to keep
My waiting all real
And occupied
Just thinking that you
Look most beautiful
While sleeping.

P.S. : I hate sleep for sure !!

Optional tag of Love..

If she don’t love me back

Then will it still be called love?

Because its not 2 sided

And it never will be also I guess

But I surely do feel for her

Want her to smile, to laugh

To be at peace with her life

Even though in chaos

I wish all this for her

But the strange part is

I want all this for myself also

Without her its all chaos everywhere

Helter skelter it is

Things don’t make sense much

But her presence there Is what is required

To feel peace when surrounded by confusion

To feel calm when everything frustrates me

To feel happy with she is there

Why I love her is not known to me

And whether will she reciprocate also

Is doubtful

All I know is

Love me or not

She likes talking to me

She likes knowing me

And letting herself known

Love is just a tag sometimes

And having that tag is optional

But having her with me is mandatory.

“Love will welcome, Whatever may come”

Life has the last laugh !! or does it??

What is correct?

What is legit?

What is right?

What is acceptable?

What is better?

What is common?

When the past invades your present

What happens?

Does everything comes as a flashback

As if it just happened

Yesterday

No!! Just an hour ago

And now it seems all scattered

Is this what happens?

Or it already seems a distant past

And you can seldom remember

Anything clearly

It is there in your mind

Yes because it happened

In reality with you

But all is vague

And you don’t want to

Rub your hand like on the

Foggy glass pane

And want to see your past

In clarity because

You think that its gone

And let bygones be bygone

And you succeed also

Kudos !!

But till how long, is the question?

You will succumb

Not instantly may be

But eventually

And life will be there

Having the last laugh

As if it HAD you

All down on your knees and drenched

But….

Yes you were down but not buried

And hence you rise

You get someone more lovely

In present, or in near-future

And you get the reason

To smile back at life

And think(not say)

I have Her and I am happy !!

Life didn’t get to have the last laugh

And it never will

Death may have the last laugh

But, till that no matter what

We must have lived our life up to the fullest.

Selfie which can make your life Happy..

The way we hold the phone up above us

Make a good curious face with weird expressions

And click!!

You get a great selfie of yours and you’re happy

But, if you want to be Happy in Life

Just keep on doing what you just did

That is take Selfie..

Look above you

Smile with content and prayers in your heart

And instead of your phone

Try to imagine God or the divine power you believe in

Which runs the universe

Appreciating and believing its work

Help me tell my story..

I was there in my balcony,

looking at the vast blue sky,

seeing the birds migrate,

gazing at the slowly setting sun,

reminiscing the good old days.

Those days, when I used to count backwards,

to that day when my grandma would come,

come to visit me from village.

It didn’t matter what did she bring for me,

hand-made pickles, a bag of toys or any other thing.

What mattered was THE STORIES.

I used to love listening to stories,

bedtime stories of ghosts,

noon time stories of king & queen,

stories I read from my books,

stories I visualized myself to feel safe.

The lesson learnt from each story was crucial,

but more crucial was the imagination,

the way in which I visualized myself as the protagonist.

The movement of hands of my grandma while telling the stories,

the lowering of tempo of her voice during suspense,

the big wide eyes to show surprise,

the soothing smile to show happy ending,

was all very important to me.

I used to believe more in that imaginative world.

I used to think that my imaginative world could had given me more pleasure,

because I could not keep those stories inside me anymore.

I needed to tell those to someone, to anyone, but in vain,

because I was only meant to listen them,

as I was born a Dumb!!