The mirror

I am not really sure whether it’s just the case with me or are there more people who suffer cz of a thing so weird. I have met so many people …some became enemies…some stayed friends and some behaved like enemies and still stayed FRIENDS: D But there has not been a single soul that I can say is “perfect FOR ME”…like someone with whom I am comfortable at all times, without exceptions…And here I am not talking about a guy, if that is what you thought! I’m talking on a broader prospect…This might sound a bit MEAN on my part…but this is what I have experienced.

The “no-one is perfect” philosophy works perfectly for me. But it’s not about PERFECTION in the person but it’s about LIKING each other perfectly. Siblings, best friends, people in love and even couples married for years…I’ve not seen any two souls liking each other perfectly…at all times people are finding faults in each other, trying to convince they have a better point, and if nothing else then blaming each other. Why don’t people accept (in true sense) their differences and appreciate them or at least respect them.

I keep hearing it all the time and I still don’t know what makes people say we are “GREAT FRIENDS”...i mean on what parameters? Lemme guess? “WE HAVE FUN TOGETHER”? I mean REALLY ? Is that a parameter for real? I can have fun almost with anyone…We even share the dance floor with people we might hate at workplace! Big deal? For me being great friends should be more towards genuinely loving each other for what we are. I really don’t think this is the case with most of our SUPPOSEDLY “great friends”…had it been, there wouldn’t have been intentional comments, jealousy, hatred and the more fashionable n cool bitching…between the GREAT FRIENDS! I rarely call someone a GREAT friend and believe me my people would get angry over me for that? But what’s wrong in that..? Is it a rule to show-off our friendship if really it hasn’t been as smooth or effortless or desirable? It doesn’t mean in any way that I care for these people in my life any less. I tend to be the first one to help them out. But I hate the awkward situations that arise..FIGHTS…shouting…making horrid faces…saying every crap in the world, reminders of all done and un-done favors, pointing out at your intentions…talking about it to others and then a sleepover…and then they say “it takes only a hug to sort out things” phew! Whatever that means!: D ! It will be rude if you don’t agree…and if you agree at all then there’s always a NEXT time. Things will repeat…but no-one is going to accept you…the way you are..

We meet people. Something draws us to them. At first, we fall in love with them –this is it! we are perfect , and then we want to know them more and more…and when we know EVERY damned thing about them…things start getting sour and then bitter-what went wrong?It’s just like standing in front of the mirror. At first you adore yourself…and then the closer you go…the more the flaws start to show…And then you shrug and walk away! But still we love it and we keep doing it...

21st birthday

"birthdays"

different people have different opinions regarding them.

to some a birthday just adds another year to your life...and its immaterial whether ur loved ones wish u or are wid u on this day..

what matters is how they feel about you...any random day.

the other school is of opinion that that birthdays are DEFINITELY special :)

these people to me are NORMAL creatures!this non-idealistic group of people is to which i belong.

everyone who knows you,and knows that its ur bday will wish you.ur beloved frns n family...n even a colleague who doesnt really give a damn about you!

but i say whats the harm.a wish wouldnt KILL someone.Gals have this reputation of being MAD about "DAYS"....and m not the exception here..im the rule.

i have alwayas been SUPER excited about birthdays-frnds',parents',and most of all MINE.

theres something in the day!

i have turned 21 this 13th and im not yet over my birthday.the day started with a big bang of a chocolate box on my head while i was still in bed.it was my younger brother.He has his own ways.

then was this bowl of steaming maggi...plus yum cheese-sandwitches with mom.the first person to call was my deepti,my schooltime buddy..who is meanwhile staying in bangaluru..v almost talked for an hour.

and then there were phone calls on and on!plans plans plans!!

ultimately v ended up fir the usual ganjing.While i was getting ready,there was this strange surprise-a courier from someone i least expected.flowers-card-chocolates..i was happy and sad at the same time.

why do ppl have to bring out the past again...this is something beyond me.Gives me jitters.phew!Nevertheles...now that i had somewhat spoilt my mood i was pretty doubtful about the whole idea...also recently i had a fight wid one of my oldest frnds n she was not there...probably in 6 years this was my first bday she missed :(

this thoguht kept buzzing me throughout...but then i met my other frnds...those who were there FOR me,at the moment....and i thought maybe next time.

The warm hugs (those that im skeptical about otherwise) and the bright smiles made my day right at the start.It was 6P.M in hazaratganj...moti mahal.We had the all time favourite

chowmein and cold drinks.Better things were ahead-the famous basket chat and golgappe @royal cafe..the faluda kulfi which is yummier than any fancy ice cream in the whole WORLD....the walks on the newly constructed pavements...the whole view of the fountains-

giggles at almost any random thing-the skewed shoe-look an uncle gave while saying a simple "excuse me"...the goggles wala..the rickshaw puller who wud do anything to take us in :P

the gals who stopped us to ask "we are new in this city...could u tell us where is the best LOUNGE :D "...man had such a great time!

It was 8:30 and all of were getting calls from our parents.To end up we decided to go for a long drive near the ambedkar park.It was pretty late but my frnds kept saying..."abe birthday roz roz thode he hota hai!"

The whole idea of 5 gals on their respective activa's driving just to have a look of the lightning at marine drive is psych.

We parked our scooty's and went on the walk...the cold breeze and photography-those were some memories man!

Chit chatting and laughing continue for another hour and then it was finally time to go back home.We better take off :D

Wen i was back it was 9:45 definitely LATE.Expected a blast from mom...but only sparks came out..and soon my brother came up with the cake-blackforest-my favourite...and then the birthday song!

The topping was my best friend singing the bday song for me on skype.

i dont get to say this often but yes i know im blessed to have such ppl in life.Things dont go smooth each day.Every day is not worth remembering.But on days like these you feel special..you feel loved...and you realize how important friends & family are!

Who says days are not special.It would only be divine if we were ALWAYS reminded of our UN-ASKED gifts.

i cant really deny it.im not one of those smooth ,soft spoken , girly kind of gals.i run into things.i spill food.i say stupid things.n i laugh my heart out(widout being conscious).i show love...i express anger..it may look like im always bursting out with life...but thats what it LOOKS like...i dont wanna stay silent coz wen im doing so...inside im bubbling wid thoughts....strange thoughts,funny thoughts,wicked thoughts,thoughts of thoughts!!! i try n LOOK strong coz i know thats the only way i tell myself "keep going"...inside i get as badly hurt n feel let down as any othr charming,soft girl...but that is till i dont THINK...and wen im occupied wid sumthng else all i do is smile...and then take life as it comes.i have no intensions of standing out of the crowd...i  m here to live...to love...and be loved...thats it..at the end of the day i wanna b remembered as the gal who could brighten up ur day,even if she couldnt do anything about her own.