NOSTALGIA

Ok so its a rainy afternoon and the weather couldnt get better than this. I'm super impatient to start college and the one month wait is driving me crazy.I thought i would keep myself occupied,to take my mind off waiting for college to start and what better than cleaning out the closet and re-stacking everything?! Closets are one thing that always need your attention. Anyways,this is when i came across things that i had forgotten i had. Like these ancient cards given to me by my then-closefriend,photographs,clothes in which i had played Holi(which must have been lying untouched for atleast 15 long years). I couldnt help but remember people who were a part of my life back then. People behind these beautiful memories. Wonder where they are now. Life seemed so simple back then-go to school(which was a stones throw away from home),wait for mum to bring hot,yummy food when the bell sounded for break and have a picnic lunch in the near-by park. Bliss. Then there was the play time in the evening which usually went upto 9pm. Games that ranged from hopscotch to rollerblading, from hide-and-seek to "the detective squad". LOL. Those days are never gonna come back and neither will i ever have that kind of fun,i know. But i'm so happy i enjoyed every moment of it while it lasted. Where ever you guys are,Thank you so much for these great memories. :)

Chaats And Guitar

As the month of August creeps up on me
I'm flooded with memories from the past two years...
All the unfamiliar faces
And the few weak smiles I got..
I have never been fond of being a new student.

Though I kept to myself,initialy,
And concentrated on nothing
But playing that tune on my guitar,
I began to grow a bit familiar
With all the people around.

The weak smiles turned into friendly "HI!"s,
And with each passing day,
I made new friends.
The awkwardness was slowly put to an end.

Then came a day,when my new friend and I
Decided to go for chaats at a place near-by...
She told me it was the best she had ever had
And I could'nt agree more..

Thus a routine was born
Which the two of us followed for a long time-
Meet up in guitar class and then
Go for chaats in the late evening..

A plate of paani puri
And one masala puri each,
We faithfully still go to him
I shall remember this push-cart chaat vendor for the rest of my life,
For the best chaats in the whole wide world!

A Random Note

1. Not everyone who shows concern for you, are your friends. They might just be people sticking with you for their own selfish reasons.

2. Everyone has a sob story to tell and not everyone has enough patience to listen so save it.

3. The most idiotic question you could ever ask would be "can i ask you something?". Isn't it obvious that the other person wouldn't say "no"?

4. A true friend never asks you to choose between them and your boyfriend/girlfriend. They learn to adapt.

5. It feels real good when,at the end of the day, your friend says "text me when you get home. So that i'm sure you reached safely."

6. Its OK to just smile into blank space for no reason.

7. Sarcasm used on people who dont get it, is sarcasm gone for a waste. Its plain annoying to have a conversation with dumb people. No offence.

8. My patience is super limited at times.

9. Everybody loves to crib and fret but sometimes,it can get a bit too much. Just a little bit.

10. A big bowl of chocolate mousse is a must when your at the peak of your frustration and you feel like you could kill someone.

11. The best thing about a rough patch is the amount of happiness that flows through your system (for a long long time) when you get out of it and you realise you could have given up. But you dint. And you made it!

The Mad Man Who Thought He Could Pierce Ears

This is, by far, my worst experience EVER. Driven by sheer stupidity, I decided to get my ears pierced(yes, again!) from someone other than the trustworthy person I always faithfully go to. I wanted to try someone "new". So, before I could even give it a second thought, I was in an unfamiliar shop, getting the markings done on my ear where I wanted the piercings. At first, I didn't notice the tool he was going to use. I was focused on the reflection in the mirror, making sure the markings on the ears were perfect and not too far away. Only when I noticed something golden and shiny in my peripheral vision, did I turn and i gawked at the strange hook kinda thing he had in his hand. I freaked out! He obviously WASN'T going to put THAT thing into my ear! I'm not really a huge hygiene freak but eww!! Lord knows if that was steralised and for all I know, the last person he pierced that with might have had some deadly disease!


Clearly, i was just paranoid. I took a deep breath, cleared my head and gathered up courage to do this. Never had a piercing hurt as much as this one did! And to top of, I started to feel dizzy! This never happens to me! I had to sit down and let the blood rush to my head so that the world around me would stop turning. It took quite a while but little did i know that this was just the beginning.


A few days later, the new piercing started to hurt a lot. This was very unusual and that is when i realized that the stud had gone inside the piercing, causing the excruciating pain, because of which I had to remove the stud and let it heal. Decided to not take such risks again and thus, stick to going to the person i always go to for my piercings and as for the mad man, i hope to never see him again.

ODE TO THE LI'L PIGGY

Just this evening, I saw a piglet caught in fire
As its helpless mother stood watching the flames go higher
There was nothing much she could do
Other than grunt and try to get the piglet out too.
The little one was screaming its lungs out
As its fur charred and skin caught fire
I’m sure it must have felt horrible
Because that little thing was just a week or two old.
There was another baby circling the mothers leg she looked shaken too,
As she stayed close to her protector
The fire was set by some heartless people
While the nursing pig and the others slept in the bushes.

Few people came to the rescue
The minute the heard the grunts, which grew
And fought the fire
With buckets of water.
But that was way too late
For the trapped little pig
Whose body was charred as it lay still
Nothing could be done to get it back to life

As the smoke subsided,
I watched the pig run towards the spot
I thought she was heading towards the dead piglet
But when I saw her walk past it did I realize
In a bush, further away,
Stood a little piglet, hidden by the leaves
As it saw its mother approach,
The little piggy followed her.
There were just two tiny survivors of the fire,
The mother and the 2 piggys whose bravery to stay put, I admire.