Him

She chased it...she decide...she waited...she was patient....she opened my arms wide to be touched by the soft breeze of love...

She waited without her umbrella....to be touched by the tantalizing drops of love.....

She wanted to feel its chill down her spine and its warmth within her.....

She wanted her heart to skip that beat when he gently touched her...

Wrapped in his arms..she wanted to shut her eyes to the care for this world...knowing that she was safe...

She wanted to feel his breath on her nape....

He smoked but she dint stop him...coz that burnt tobacco smell reminded her of him....

He would entangle his fingers with her's...and compare their palm size...

He would touch his nose to her's and sttare for hours into her eyes....

He would look at her and murmur their cute lil secrets...

He would sing his humpy song to make her smile....

In the midst of a rush...he would hug her and the world would come to a standstill for her...

His lips would touch hers like the touch of a feather...

Every moment spent with him completed the essence of being her...

Rupees 17

50 gms worth 17 indian rupees.

17 indian rupees worth.... your first interview , popularity in your new coll or maybe a fresh new start to life....

The poor Indian women..

who bothers to flick pages of your resume to see those PhD's...Who bothers to carve that niche for yourself in the new place.....who cares how strong headed and determined you are to take a new step in life....

Do you glow in the basking sunshine....putting the sun imself to shame...

Is your skin flawless and smooth......and has never been touched by the particles of M.A.C...

NO

Shame.....then sorry Indian women......you should go back to your kitchens...you can never bag a good job......you'll be taunted by your aunts........you'll never get a good guy to marry.........your life will be the struggle of Tulsi Virani or Parvati Agarwal but in a slight toned down version.....

PATHETIC LOSERS.....OUT OV NEW IDEAS CHAUVNIST PIGS........SO ON AND ON

For every 1000 gud fr nuthings we hv a mere 927 females.....isnt that enugh fr the plight of women....that you have adverts promoting baseless exterior over the existence of a true core.....tv soaps where a poor girl struggles at every step of her life just cz she doesnt use the shitty F&F's....

Where are we heading ????

IF THIS IS INDIA TODAY.............IT SCARES ME TO THINK OF INDIA TOMORROW

The land of TAJ

There cannot be a better time to visit India then now.......Visit India......The land of TAJ

How true is the statement above. Is India only restricted to be the LAND OF TAJ or does it have more to it.

Far from less...India is now being considered an exciting tourist destination in Asia.

But the promotions for !ncrdible !ndia have been restricted mere to the TAJ MAHAL.

I spotted this promotion of !ncrdible !ndia , on an advert board near Tangs, Singapore.

It struck me then that how lowly are we still being thought of .

India has more to it.....the land of unity in diversity.

Its a norm that has been followed ever since.

for Indian tourism something that stands true would be - if its seen it shall sell......

it essentially means that if something is seen by people and is popular among them then the entire focus shifts to that.

The TAJ is one of the seven wonders of the world so its the whole soul tool for promotional campaigns of !ncrdible !ndia.

But then aren't there many a million things more that are capable of drawing people to !ncrdible !ndia

where else can you find the backwaters of kerala , the pangongse lake , the colour palette in the dry land of rajasthan and the rain forests of East

But we cant blame the authorities either.....its we the people of !ncrdible !ndia....who have led to such a failed promotional campaign.

How well versed are we ourselves with the rich heritage of the country. Its this gap that has forced the government to have promotional campaigns for individual states to promote among us what !ncrdible !ndia is all about.

INDIA...........!ncrdible !ndia

Seeing through the window of a AC 2 tier

There was a time......

When I could feel the air rushing thru my hair

and my flame cells weren't enugh to absorb the crisp, fresh air

When an umbrella never accompnied me in the monsoon's

for I cld take shelter in the vast expanse of the mango trees

When our day out, was the nearest green patch

where we basked in the sun and swung from the tree branches

When I cld spot every exotic star with my naked eyes 

But today.....

The air is there....

but neither the F of freshness nor the C of crisp can be felt any longer

My umbrella still never accompnies....

for their is hardly any rain

Starbucks or MCD is whr we hop to.....

for only walls are as green as then

My telescope is helpless too....

for its lenses are always clouded with smoke clouds...

SIGH !!!

Help me ..... I dont look anything like a metro :(

Here I am, cuddled up in my quilt,watching Mr. Lalu Prasad Yadav, explaining his stand on the issue of count of seats for his party to contest in Bihar. 

Man, what has Varun Gandhi got himself into......." this is not a hand but a lotus that can cut off your necks".....like Mr. Rajnath Desai says - elections brings out the worst of our politicians. but wait, is Varun Gandhi a politician even.....huh !!

I look outside the glass windows and see shanty buildings literally breathing their last breaths, clothes flowing with the warn air of the city, adourning all the city roof's. Narrow lanes with hideous infrastructure and the best....cab's or should I say taxi's that are even more hideous , more of a disaster.

I am in another metro of the nation and trust me - it sux :(

hahaha.........i luv this episode of The Great Indian Tamasha :)

Behind the heavy embroidered silk curtains of 4 and 5 stars....there lies the shameful truth of this city. Undraw the curtains and u'll know.

C'mon ....look at Del, Mum,Blr,Hyd.......gosh!! this happens when you spend too much of time on d uncomfortable , squeaky and butt aching chairs of d airports...

In your political tussle , seat stealing/ snatching and throwing TATA out of the state....you have lost out on the essence of what really was needed. Do something about this city man.....go do something.

Let's start with the roads......where do you drive ????

Where do You find some decent space amidst shops that have outgrown themselves onto the streets and trams....those yucckkyyy, disgraceful and ancient yellow tins plying up and down on the main roads of this city. 

You are already disgusted enough with all this but then something gets into you and you hit that button and your power windows squeak down giving you the the uber avoidable sight....the sight of the city's buildings. 

Warning - Dont sneeze, when around any of these structures ;)

Thank goodness, I fly away from this shit hole tomorrow....wonder what would have happened to moi....had I been here for over a day.

My Teez

soya sauce !!!!

All my tees luk or read d same

My TO - DO list fr the next 6-7 months

My to - do

~ Get into NUS and NTU ...UOL i'm already thru

~ Spend days and nights deciding which uni I shld join...NUS or NTU

~ Get straight A's in my last sem.....fr sure in law

~ For god's sake give IELTS this time

~ Try your hand at Harvard's online courses

~ Try doing an internship

~ Read a minimum of 100 buks

~ Finish my driving lesson

~ Get back to my guitar

~ Learn to cook

~~This is a dynamic list nad would be updated quite often~~