Have you being taken granted for?

Love offers you a feeling of security. A security that makes your life worth living. It gives you reasons to make someone smile on a regular basis. It's great to have someone love you back. Someone whom you can take granted for, only because you are sure of the love you showered them with. 

Being taken granted for is generally associated with negativity, but I think it's a great feeling. Someone who takes you for granted would always come back to you, because you offer them something not everyone in the world can offer. I can be a bit preachy in my writing style, ignore to notice that. But what I'm trying to say is, I know we hate being taken for granted, and at the same time it's a great feeling when you know that you'd be approached for something only can offer. It's sad when you are in it, but it feels great when you look back at it. 

There are people I've taken granted for. People generally can't bear that feeling, so they leave. So, only my family and a few of the friends has stood by my side, even when I take them for granted. They make me feel secured. Sometimes, I feel guilty that I make them go through so much of shit. Sometimes, its annoying while sometimes- it's just love. 

Dear Rye,

Since the time you are gone, I have known how important you were to me. Don't take me wrong- It's not like, I didn't think of you as important at that point of time when we were together... but yeah, we do take friends for granted at times, and so did I. 

I miss the times we spent together. Talking, watching, eating, and again talking. The first time I experimented maggi with a different flavour was you. The first time I had a friend who looked through my photographs to understand what I am trying to say. The first TV show I'd fallen in love with while watching it with you. You were such a friend. Amidst the lot of people I have in my life, you held a different place altogether. I don't know if you would believe me or no, or if its too late to say, but I really miss you. I missed you on my birthday. A lot. 

You are one friend I'd wish to get married before me. You are one friend I'd want to see your name on the large screen. You're one friend I wish never fell sick, because I know what you go through when you are in pain and how it breaks your momentum in work. You're one friend who understood my girly needs. You're someone possesive and equally caring when it comes to me. 

You were someone who would want to look into my photographs, and would see all the drafts till the time it came out to be perfect.

What you meant to me, is something I can explain by not being able to find anyone like you and what all you did for me. I am happy for whatever you are doing now, and how you choose your life to be. I miss you. I miss your paparazzi-type-taking-photo-mode. I miss you when I want to eat Maggi. I miss you when I have noone to watch tv show seasons all in a night and then discuss it. I miss the way I was with you.  

My persistent smile.

I smile,

I smile all the time,


I smile when I'm tired,
I smile when I don't like anything,
I smile when people ignore me,
I smile when I'm sad,
I smile when I look myself in the mirror,
I smile when I fall,
I smile when I am fired,
I smile when people judge me,


But that doesnt mean,
I don't feel different emotions,
though people won't believe.


Because I smile,
and let it go.
Because I ignore,
and let it go.


Two-faced I am,
because I smile, 
and hide other side. 

Very less people know, 
what it takes a person to smile all the time, 
and to hide the pain behind the smile. 

My tiny sister- Sanvi.

The sight of Sanvi, 

fills me with joy and content.

Her tiny fingers and palms,

that holds my thumb

in her own gentle ways,

and her gorgeous smile

could just make up for the 

most melancholy day,

And the way she digs her head 

when i pick her up in my arms,

and tickles on my shoulder,

and refuses to go.

she moulds herself accordingly

when I embrace her in my arms,

she feels happy and cozy, 

she plays with her thumb,

and twists her neck,

she cries in real for sometime,

and sometimes, she cries to cry.

She smirks, she chides,

for those who can understand her.

P.S.- Sanvi is my cousin sister who is 21 years younger  to me. Her fourth monthly birthday just went away two days back. She lights up my days when I meet her.


Babies are the purest form of human beings. They are not pretentious. They have the liberty to say whatever they like. 

On missing home-made food.

The home-made sweets,

                                              that maa- You sent to me,

I devour a bite, and keep the rest inside,

like a treasure,

Nothing tastes like the food you made,

Nothing at all.

How ironic?

Most of the time, the person we were closest to,
whom we entitled our secret-bearer,
in front of whom we laid our hearts on the wishful trays,
with whom, we could share something as personal as passwords.


Ironically, turns out to be the person who is a complete stranger today,
And mind you, Stranger with the hard feelings and a challenging level of discomfort. 
(of course, these days google can help you find the person's whereabouts).

TIP: Staying extra- close to anyone is contagious to the relationships.

On observing the type of relationships around, I found out and came to the conclusion that a lot of people are breaking up 'coz they have nothing left to talk about. The future of those couples is then anticipated to break up, for there is nothing left to share. And then, the relationship is doomed forever. 

Then why say, "Forever"?

Who has invented this word "forever"? Is there anything like "forever"? 


Forever. When someone says, "You are my friend forever"! Does that mean, that XYZ person is not going to leave you alone ever? Really? And when these two friends fight over some stupid shit, and they cry over each other's egotism, that "forever" is lost forever. 


Who/what is going to be with us forever, till death sets us apart? Any idea? Please tell me? 


"Love you forever", "friends forever", are such messages, that I find super- irritating. It's all over Facebook and other social networking sites. Under every hot-shot picture, flooded in the comments. I can't even take it when any of my friends say "love you", like that. Can't we save these words for that someone special or anyone for whom we really mean? Why everyone? 


Forever? D'oh. Everyone comes in our life, some stay for good, some stay to make life more miserable. But the common thing that follows is, they all leave. They promise each other to stay together forever. But we all know, that is not the truth. 


Go back to your sweet childhood days, and spare a moment to think about the people you have left behind till now.  Each class, new best friend? LOL. We make best friend each year, break up each year? Why? Why make best friends then? 


Life is short, we all know that. Yet, there's no one that lives with us forever. 
Everyone breaks that promise of staying together forever. No doubt, most of the people break our trust on the way. And some people just die. And then, separation becomes inevitable. 


Please stop using the word "forever", for it gives me hope about the person- which tears me apart, when broken?  Why can't all the relationships start with a guarantee card? 


What do you say now about "forever"? Anyone for "forever"? 


In this walk of life, we meet some good people whom we love deeply. We also meet some people who do no good. But the important thing is, we learn a new lesson from everyone we come across. One should never forget the lessons learnt, even if that person doesn't stay in your life. Remember to remember the lesson. That's the way we move ahead in life. :) 

Importance of Love.

Who doesn't want love? Raise your hands, please! Stay honest to yourself while reading the article.


Everyone wants love. And no one can do without it. I must mention-love of any kind-of parents, spouse, friends, etc. Love is like the drug, because it is addictive. Love is like a need. A need, without which you can't do. You need to hear "I love you",time to time. It's necessary, like we do other things set in our time-tables.


Everyone in this chaotic and distressed world searches for that "someone", who makes them feel special. For someone, who have faith in them. For someone, who is capable of making them smile. For someone, who can be companion during all the times-happy and sad. Without love, you feel broken or shattered or depressed. And incomplete. You desire human touch. You can't do without blissful hugs, when torn apart. And that touch creates magic unknown. 


And the biggest irony is, when we get that kind of person-we abuse, we disobey, we say all kinds of bad things, we get over-possesive, we betray, we cheat, we lie, we make wanton excuses to get out of it. May be because we are over-done in the relationship. But then, why do we need love, and we search for love? What do we do that with 'Love' that we want so badly? 


But you know, Love is a pure feeling, the purest of all and there's that precious moment when we feel love. You can feel it rarely. Yes, that's when you feel special. That's when you trust the other person more than yourself. That's when you give in. 
Love makes you feel secure. It gives the assurance of the kind that any amount of money can't give. People who are rich are constantly worried, because they don't get love. They just stay with each other to get material benefits( I might be wrong, but i've seen it in most of the aristocratic families-perhaps, just being honest). Love is that feeling which makes us feel everything right. 


One thing is for sure, when a bond is tied by the strings of love, no body can break it, if you don't want to. You can neither stop the person from leaving you if they are keen to leave. Because you can't control anyone. You always do what you want to do. Therefore, it's definitely not a good idea to bound them with different kinds of restrictions. It stresses the relationships unnecessarily. "When you love someone, set them free. For they'll come back to you like a boomerang if love is true." 
The myth, that distances break the relations. It doesn't. It makes you fall in love more deeply than ever. More than you can ever imagine. 


Spread love, instead of spreading jealousy, possessiveness , and malice. Don't mix the terms.

P.S.-I have written about this topic after a very long time, please co-operate with me, and let me know about the things you disagree to. And please understand that, it is not only the romantic love I'm talking about. 

Most adorable, My grandma.

She is the super-woman,
Minus the supernatural powers.


Her skin that has loosened over the time,
wrinkles, and depressions,
that reminds me of Moon,
her beauty marks hideous.
And her long silver hair,
reflecting her aging experience.
She flaunts her age in pride.

With her affectionate touch,

She cures and endures.
She can repair the deepest wounds,
with her traditional curing things,

She doesn't miss a chance to care,

All she thinks is about our welfare.

She cooks the most tempting food,
Not a bite goes unchewed.
Her exceptional culinary skills,
exquisite and marvelous.
She wants to teach me everything.


Repeatedly she says,
she has seen her life,
paid the price of being born.
And fill me with her
Words of Wisdom.
She wants me to learn everything,
She wants to lessen my suffering.


She cares, she smiles, she cooks, she prays,
Everything,
For us.
For her family.


She's growing old now.


She is my Grandma,
Most lovable among everyone.

Stupidest cupid. Let her live!

I travel in Metro, and usually close my ears listening to FM, but due to some problem in the way i wore my headphones, it kept felling off again and again. And I heard something so funny, That I couldn't help, but get angry.

I heard a girl talking over phone probably talking to her boyfriend, "baby, I am so sorry, I had gone to take bath, after you cut the call that time, and couldn't pick your call,Jaan, Don't get angry. " 

Oh my god? Do couples these days fight over shit like this? I felt like thrashing her that time. Dude, This is heights of possessiveness. What is the need to tell the nuanced details of your life, like you sneezed, you bathed, you taking breakfast.. blah.. blah.. I have personally known couples who fight over the useless issue of not messaging or replying within every 10 seconds. I wonder, Are they in a relationship to fight or to love? You don't trust a person whom you love for she doesn't take their call or call back, Whatever, ONCE? I know, we have technologically advanced, and we all have free messages, but is this way to torture every moment?

There are guys who dictate their girls to not wear sleeveless and showy dresses, but when they get down in a mall, They are the first ones to look out for the girls who wear this? Males are such hypocrites, They have all the problems with their girlfriend's female friends. What kind of life a girl who gets this kind of guy lives! HELL, A hell given by males! TORTURE! For god's sake, Let her breathe, and give her the required space. Or she ll soon realize that you are making her life hell, and will leave you!

I have pathos with the people like these, and pity on their lives and the kind of lives they are living! God has given all of us just one life? And you are responsible for making it pathetic instead of beautiful.  Grow up!

Love is all what we crave for. To get true love. Ha! And if at all we get "true" love, what do we do? We fight? We make that person cry whom we left the world for? We give pain? Please. Stop falling in love, and polluting the word, if this is what you want to do after getting the one you love. Life is so short to spread hatred. One should realize it before its too late. 

My dear new l'il Mac book pro,

Aww.. Typing on you, darling, *pinching myself*-Yes, you are mine! You are the one, I can carry it everywhere. Like my little notebook, you save everything- all my silly pictures, and not-so-silly documents. When your screen sleeps, You look so adorable like a baby sleeping peacefully in the mother's arms. And the camera you have- You make me look so good with all its effects. And I love to sing with you on Garage Band. I love to play piano, and make my own music. I love to touch your keys. I am falling short of words to express my happiness. Your scratch-less body, and your speakers are totally fantabulous. When I am with you, I never feel sad. 


You are the best thing I've ever got. Without demands and complaints. You are all mine. I just want to type, type and type all day. Your so sleek figure gives me a complex, for sure. And not to forget, I also love paraphernalia you have bring along. You are adored, my mac! :) 


Only yours.

An ode to the times lost.

You were so precious to me, more than anything else.

I don't know why did you go?

I told you all the tit-bits of my life, And now.. we behave like any other acquaintance.

Something must be wrong at your end, and something at my end, I'm sure..

You were so close to me,

You were..

my guide,

my friend,

my relative,

my savior,

my solution,

my secret- bearer.

My life depended on you.

I needed you to take a step ahead.

When I came here, to this alien land,

I was relieved to know, that you were here.

But I don't know,

And I can't understand how things changed.

And why things changed?

I trusted you with my heart.

You were dearest to me, if not to anyone else,

Didn't you ever feel, you were important to me?

Didn't you ever miss me?

Why did you chose to leave me?

Wasn't I worth of you?

Did I do you any harm?

Why? WHY? I OFTEN ASK MYSELF,

And knowing it, that times can never be same,

Because we have departed, once! 

You were like a mirror to me,

I could see my real self into you,

and now, that we have scattered,each broken part can never be stuck together.

I miss you,

and the times we have lost behind.

I accuse myself.

And I still love you,

without letting you know.

P.S- Its an ode to all the special life people in my life, with whom I grew up, but are not together , or aren't that close in my today.

Dear Valentine, Beware!

On this day of love,

when love is in the air,

and people in love,

are pouring their hearts out.

I, desolate.. but happy,

after realizing love,

is not that we fancy, But

Love is a gamble.

It is not about making castles,

and going gaga about.

It is all about making sacrifices,

and being faithful.

It is dark,

It is a hope,

It is an ostentation,

It is love,

Oh, What a grave and passionate obsession!

Love is like a rose,

but not a bed of roses.

So, Dear Valentine,

Think before you let your feelings flow.

An ode to my college

I knew, I was late,

I rushed in through the gate,

The watchman passed a grin,

asked for my identity to let me in.

My half preoccupied in the contemplation of an excuse,

and the other, in praying my own personal muse.

While I plaited my hair, and creased my shirt,

My eyes fell upon the surrounding free of dirt.

It was unusual that I stopped,

To caress the splendid lush greens,

the bright flowers that were cropped,

under the sky calm and clean.

My heart thralled in joy,

to acknowledge the beauty unseen,

There, I sat down on the bench to enjoy,

without realizing the minutes nineteen.

My sight fell upon the bunch of girls,

vociferating a birthday song,

and clicked the smiles and their curls,

forgetting all about the rights and the wrongs.

My throat choked by the tearing pain,

When I realized the time that can never come again,

to leave this place forever,

that I revered with intense fervor.

The boundless support of teachers,

Astounding memories with friends,

Incredible unity among class-fellows,

And the scenic beauty in the vicinity,

is the most unforgettable part

in the course of my three years!

Love or Hate?

One life to love,

One life to hate,

And I choose love over hate.

Life do gives us chance,

And what we do?

We defenestrate those chances,

And crib,

crib about our only life!

How do we live?

Its better to die,

And

never cry!

Because 

When we drop our tears,

We look weak.

Only life to love,

Only life to hate,

And I will always choose love over hate!

P.S.- Like any other native of this country, I dream to eradicate hatred and spread love! And want people to stop cribbing about their lives, and accept the way god has made them! That gives satisfaction, And satisfaction always and always brings peace. And if one is at peace, He/she ll always spread love and no hatred!

What do you choose?

Happy Birthday Meenakshi !!!

A few years ago,

when you became my "first" best friend,

Like a support stick, You were

with me in my thick and thins.

You've always been here, close to me.

We grew together,

distance never hindered our relationship,

You are one of your own kind,

I can never forget your voice,

Your flawless glow,

Your patiently hearing sessions,

Your mindfulness,

Your pure heart,

I am proud to be your friend,

and I feel awesome, when you are around!

Meenakshi, On your birthday,

I miss you, 

Its being years.. we havn't met..

and I don't even remember when was the last ,we 

celebrated your birthday together!

May you continue to shine,
May the brilliance of the Lord persist to guide your way,

May all your dreams come true!

 

You are extremely special to me! 

I love you, for what you are... 

*HUGS*

*friends forever*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Grandparents' love

My grandparents are the indispensable part of my life, Their infinite love is what I cannot put up in words. I call my grandpa- dadaji, and grandma- maa!

I lost my dadaji at the age of 14 in an accident, and now I am left with maa, who cares like no one can, who tries to fill in the space we lost long back. I can make out, the pain she undergoes through, when past memories stuck up in her head. I was young and didn't know what I had lost then, but gradually, as I'm getting older , I miss him, I don't remember the days I spent with him, but what all I remember is, I called him- 'telephone waale dadaji', 'coz he was on phone most of the times, the permanent place he used to sit to have lunch as well as dinner, and also the talk show he used to see everyday at 9pm, and I loved to sit with him, to see his grey hair, to see him write, to see him putting on dhoti, He had an aura, that till date , I couldn't find in anybody else. 7th July, is the date he met with an accident, and since then, I curse this date. I let no one in my family travel out station, As I didn't attend his last rituals, I don't know how badly he was hurt. But deep inside, I wanted to see him, I feel that now. I was a kiddo then!

My granny, i.e. maa- is very sweet, humble, kind, and loving. Her place cannot be replaced by anyone else ever. She is the backbone of my family, and believe me, It is important to have a loving hand of elder people over us. And we need their blessings everyday. And from them ,we learn about the antiquity of our family, and their experience about their lives, the kind of life they lead, the kind of food they had.. Everything is changed now, and I know all that 'coz of maa. She is the most caring soul on the earth, in my life! 

Miss you dadaji, and love you maa.. :)

P.S.- Do respect and love your grandparents, they truly deserve the love, C'mon, they are your parents' parents. Treat them with high respect, Love them, Respect them. Please do. 

My trip to Kashmir

Today, I sit down, here to write about the place which is surely a "paradise" on this Earth, If you are thinking about the place, I , very "proudly" would name - KASHMIR, the place I visited recently.

The picturesque landscapes, pure white snow, crystal clear waterfalls, dream-like scenery, dense forests, high mountains, surrounded all by clouds. I was overjoyed to see such a magnificent place in my own country. I *secretly* felt pride within me, I still feel a shiver inside me when I recollect the moments I spent in "heaven". I am not being able to put in those apt words it deserves. I found cherry trees; the shikara ride; pollution free environment; the snow skiing and the soul stirring nature; and I found lying myself in the lap of nature.. *WOW*

My mom's purse went missing the very first day of our trip which had lot of valuables plus cash,she left it in some shop, and after sometime she realized when she needed cash.. And we all felt the chill *oh my god* types, my hands went nervously "numb" and we looked at each other, our guide asked us all to keep calm, and we looked for it here and there, and lo, my brother found it in the shop we left, I thanked god from the bottom of my heart, Moreover -I fell in love with Kashmir more deeply, This incident, moreover the honesty- stirred a twig in my heart and soul, and I was able to jump over many stereotypes I had in my mind (which need not to be written here), I felt Kashmir as "my own Kashmir" ( I can't explain the feeling properly)

The best moment was when i saw snow, White , pure , soft, newly SNOW. I was spell bound by the beauty India carries right on its top, We played with snow, made small snow houses, covered oneself with snow, I went amuck seeing SNOW.. It was so cold there that we were covered with a cloth after cloth not showing even the slightest of the skin.

Rishi, Amulya, Madhav, Gaurav, Aditya added a flavor to the beauty with their unexpected humor, and gave me the company I didn't expected.

Gulmarg and Pehelgam are the unforgettable places I've had ever been to . Gul chacha in gulmarg, proved to be a star taking us cut the longest queue for gondola, While we were in gondola, We saw.. Actually, felt nature !! As if mountains, snow and clouds welcomed us and as we moved closer , It enclosed us all in its arms, and allowed us to play in its fragrance.

The sceneries one could only 'imagine', or we drew while we were a kid.. which comprised of mountains with sun in the middle, river flowing right from the top of the mountain, grass all over, plus the huts, Oh my god.. Ditto, when I saw, I was lost in its beauty, and so were all. *excited*

I am really short of words, to describe the beauty I felt within while I was in Kashmir, It really deserves all the cheers!! *claps*

Last one thing, Kashmir is worth fighting for. And it is really the most scintillating place among all the places I've been..!!

*Will cherish the memories of this trip forever*

:))

Dearest...

A word to say, a word to hear..

even in ur absence i feel you near,

i want you to see, i want u to feel

you are that important to me

as India's nuclear deal..

Day passes in pain..

with you,seems like a gain,

i plee you immensely..

leave me never lonely..

I am pining for love of you,

i yearn to be with thou,

Days pass cheerless,

nights, i roll wretched..

Come to me, my love

for your absence is distressing..

i feel you in my fingers,

i feel you in my toes...

and the gloom continues................

READ ON... if u wanna know me better...!!

1. I took eng(h) because i thought it would it would be simpler... but ,lately it was proven wrong..
2. I dont like to travel..not even to my college...n always reach late..my frnz in college know dis better...
3. i can never go on hunger strikes.... for i love eating....
4. i admire the natural beauty...for i dont waste time looking myself into mirror... (i feel i m nt beautiful ) so y to waste time on non-beautiful things..  ;-)
5. Very recently,i have fallen in love with books.... n finally i love reading(i wish my dad reads this,he ll be happiest to know this)
6.  All day .. i think about words...!!! (dont think i m mad)...
7. i love watching movies
8. Often gets philosophical... :-((
9. I hate magical books+movies...esp,harry potter....  (mrinal-dont comment) 
10. I love making puddings n chocolates
11. I love eating maggi... cant even express my love for maggi...
12.  I wish to be a little girl...for  i knw my childhood was the best in my life.. never will my days be so beautiful..
13. I avoid making friends who drink and smoke...
14. i would love to get an alchohalic hangover once...JUSST ONCE.. god,,,,plzz...
15.  i love my name-RITS over Ritika...
16. I love calligraphy....  i love the art of handwriting...
17. People say...i have a beautiful handwriting....!!!!
18. I love icecreams, esp-cornetto
19. i love whites  :-)))
20. i dislike greens..
21. whenever i meet moni, all my pains vanish away...she has magic wand...
22. i cry while watching movies...soap operas... moreover ...even while reading
23. I love romance as a genre..over all detectives n gothics..n what not...
24. I no more love talking on phones... thanks to the special lectures given by mayank, thank u..it has helped me a lot..
25. The idea of my marriage displeases me..
26. I like guys with specks....P.S- not all...
27. I believe in law of karma...n i m scared of it..
28. i eat rice wid ma hands .... i love dat way...
29. i love soft toys,, to cuddle dem esp..   :-))
30. i sleep with pillows all over my bed.... 
31. i always pass a smile to babies... in return, i get the most pleasing smile back...(not always)
32. i love to eat paani poori....wen moni accompanies me.. it adds to more flavours
33. i love writing poems...but cant match my rhymes ever...
34. i make infinite grammatical errors..
35. i would love to go on a beach wid my love...under the moonlit sky...
36. my perfect advicer- moni
37. i hate to eat apples..
38. i love MORNINGS...  :-)))
39. i go to temple on thursdays..
40. i love my day ...wen papa wakes me up...
41. i prefer a stick of a rose..to boquet..-to give as well as to take..
42. i dislike people who keep on praising themselves....there are people like dat..
43. i love clicking my own pictures  :-))
44. i love making cards...but only for those special people i love tru to my heart or respect..
45. i feel disgust on the idea of spreading rumours
46. i love romantic movies...like kuch kuch hota haii.. 
47. I would love to make a scrap book for my LOVE..

OH, that was pretty long ....  i cant think more about self presently...  
will catch up soon with another write-up..!!
till den,adieu..!! :-))