Thursday, October 27, 2011

The item bombs are back!

Yes, I'm back with more of Phulka and Phulki.

So...where did we stop last time? Ah, yes!

Phulka and Phulki got on with their lives. One fine day, Phulki got to know that Phulka was dating Samosi. Phulki was broken. Samosi was ugly. She thought she was pretty, but she wasn't. She always used to bully and taunt Phulki, which wasn't very nice. Phulki was pretty too. But the thing about Samosi was that she could grab the guys' attention a little more than Phulki could. Phulki knew deep down that Samosi and Phulka wouldn't last very long. And they didn't, either. A few months later, She found out that Samosi dumped Phulka for another Phulka, apparently. Phulki tried to console Phulka but saw that it was unnecessary. Phulka seemed rather happy about the break up! And why wouldn't it. Samosi was just too stuffy and suffocating. This gave Phulki great relief. She went to bed in peace, dreaming all night of her Phulka in shining armour.

(to be continued)



Hello everybody. Hope you all had a very happy, safe and eco-friendly Diwali. :)

(Will be back with more soon. 11th grade is killing meee!)

Take care. 

Thursday, October 06, 2011

That last kiss, I'll cherish.

There are some days  when you just do the most unexpected things. Really unexpected. Like, even though you know you were going to do it, you were sure that it wouldn't turn out to be however it did. Nevertheless, days like those are fun. You realize that all your friends aren't gonna stick with you until the end. But you also discover who will. It's kinda mind blowing, in the literal sense. You realize that alcohol, even a little bit of it, gives you the courage to talk, something you don't do that often. It makes you spill everything that's been on your mind for the past two months or so. It makes you feel lighter. You feel like you shouldn't have done it. But you're glad you did it anyway. Is there always gonna be so much of confusion? You don't care. You know now that there are gonna be people who'll listen to you. You just need to talk. You realize that you can't blame others for not listening. People have so many things to listen to. Give them a reason why they should listen to you.
You also realize that some people are just better off as friends than as boyfriends. You think it's manageable. And it is. Because both of you are sensible enough to reason things out and prevent them from getting ugly. You know you'll love each other. It doesn't matter if the love is of the platonic sense or otherwise. What matters is that there will be love. You make promises that nothing will ever come in between you and the feelings you have for each other. And you hope it remains that way until something better comes along your way. And if it doesn't, you take it in your stride. Or do whatever might seem convenient at that point of time.

But you know deep down inside that it's all going to be just fine.
It will be just fine. And you know it.

Also, I'd like to wish everyone a very happy Dussera. May the good always triumph over the evil.

Happy Dussera. :)

Thursday, September 29, 2011

The (mis)Adventures of Phulka & Phulki

Now, before I start, let me introduce you to my dear friends Phulka and Phulki.
Phulka is your quintessential 18 year old, uh...well, Phulka. And Phulki is his (going to be) lover girl, who is a little younger to him in age.


Phulka and Phulki weren't like other couples, you know. They were different. Don't ask me how. They just were. Okay, if you really want to know, then I'll tell you.
First of all, the age differerence. It wasn't much. Just a couple of years and a half or something like that. That didn't make them love each other any less.
Phulka and Phulki met in school. Phulka was the hot senior guy in the twelfth grade and Phulki was the geeky tenth grader. They never spoke much until he asked her out. Before that, it was just a few 'hello's and 'hi, how you doing?'s here and there. More of a social obligation.

Phulki had always had a huge crush on Phulka. But obviously, she was scared to admit it, for various reasons. For one, he was SUPER HOT, and just thinking of making conversation with him made her mouth dry. Let alone him, Phulki didn't even tell her closest companions. Two, she thought that he would never be interested in a nerd like her. Three, she assumed that Phulka would have had a girlfriend already, who was also very much attractive, like he was.
Little did she know, that Phulka was secretly in love with her. All his friends would drop hints all the time but she would never have guessed that her secret admirer was Phulka.

(to be continued)

Do let me know how you get along with Phulka and Phulki. ^_^


I've been awarded by Prathi again! Thanks a lot for the lou that you keep showering on me, Prathi. :)

Your blog's lovely too. :)

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Of fraandship.

Good friends.
Best friends.
Some are good friends. Some friends we like better than others. Some friends know us, some really don't. But when can you really use the superlative? Who is a best friend?

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

When did reality become TV?

I don't know what's wrong with the Indian junta. Really.
If you're wondering what I'm referring to, then it's the most recent "reality show" on Sony Television by the name X-Factor. In case you've never heard of it, it's one of those shows those (hardly) musical shows where people from all over the country take part in it hoping to become "hep" Bollywood singers.

In the good old days, when every Indian didn't own a mobile phone, crucial decisions like deciding who is to win such contests were taken by professional musicians.
However, since the past half a decade or so, these decisions have been left to a tone-deaf population of 1 billion who base their decisions not on what they hear, but on where the contestant hails from. if he/she is from the same state/community/caste, the  contestant is ensured a vote.
At least that's what it looks like.
X-Factor's first season was won by the most horrible singer on the entire show. Gah.
First of all, these shows are already uninteresting because the contestants sing the same old Bollywood movie songs ; there's not a speck of originality in anyone's performances. There were a couple of groups that really stood out, though, whom I expected to see in the finals, but the Indian audience is apparently satisfied with mediocre singers and their mediocre voices. Watching talented singers' dreams getting crushed is not the nicest sight.

Speaking of "reality TV", Kaun Banega Crorepati is back and the only reason you'd still wanna watch it is because Amitabh Bachchan hosts it. I don't like it when things like these change. Why isn't there a lifeline called 50-50 anymore? Why do they make autobiographic video clips for the contestants? Why can't they cut all that emotional crap and just play the game?! Why is there so much sentiment on a quiz show?
I miss the earlier seasons of KBC when the contestants just came, played took the money and went. That's what an actual quiz show should be like. Who cares why the contestant is playing the game? Even if they did, there is certainly no need for a video clip to be made. It could certainly be brought up in conversation while the contestant is playing the game.

Also, the shows that they are on kids' channels these days, makes me sad. There's just too much of graphics and and too much of noise. The characters have annoying voices that make want to crash the TV screen. And yes, the kind of language that they use, has its effect on the kids. I have experienced it first hand. There's just too much of trash talk coming out of my lil' sister's mouth these days.

And do not even get me started on VH1. JUST DO NOT.
They air Jersey Shore. 'Nuff said.

I hope the producers are listening.


Tuesday, September 06, 2011

Wee-pah! :D

Yayyyy! I'm so happy.
Wee-hoo! :D
Ovais from 18 Downing Street has given me the Xxtraordinary Blogger award. :)
Thanks a lot, Ovais. Your blog's wayyy cooler than mine.  :D

As for spreading the lou and honour, I shall do it very soon.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Revelry. :)

Eid Mubarak and a vary vary happy Ganesh Chaturthi to everyone. :)

Sunday, August 21, 2011

You 2

Hey, you.
Yes, I'm talking to you. You listenin'? I hope you are. Sorry, if I'm being mean, but it's just don't do much of it these days (listening, I mean). Or is it the only thing you do?
I don't know. I can never tell.
I never knew that this day would come. I didn't think this could be so tiring.
I hate that dealing with this sucks all the energy out of me...
I hate that I'm so vulnerable. I hate that you make me feel so unimportant. It wasn't supposed to be like that. Isn't that exactly what you're not supposed to do?

Did I expect too much? Maybe.

I dislike how you make me feel like I'm stalking you.
I know it's not like that, but my heart never understands no matter how hard I try. You know how it is, don't you?
I don't like how you hold such power over me. I hate it even more when it feels like I don't hold the same power over you.
I hate how my brain creates a mental picture of you, drumming, whenever I listen to your favourite songs.
I hate how I give up my favourite tv show to make time to talk to you each day only to hear you say "I'll call you back in a while". Which, of course, doesn't happen until the next 24 hours.
I hate how I can't resist when you call back. No matter what kind of situation I'm in. How can I? We only get to see each other once in two months, if we're really lucky.
I hate how all that I think/talk/write about, is you

I hate how I'm feeling like this.

How about showing me some love?
Let's make a deal.

I'll give you some space. You give me some of your time.
Let's create a continuum of our own.
Let's be mad. Let's be selfish when it comes to each other. Let's be possessive and show it. Let's be crazily in love.

Let's be US.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011


Yes, that's him. That's Grunge. Ain't he the sexiest thing you've ever seen? ;)

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The name's Bond. Chemical Bond.

"It's been a hard day's night, and I've been working like a dog
 It's been a hard day's night, I should be sleeping like a log..."

The Beatles were genius. Really.


So, life's so sad theses days. All I do is eat sleep and study. Of course, I blog and Facebook too. But ...not as often as I want to. And it's not like there's much to do on Facebook. It's as good (or as bad) as checking your fridge every two minutes. You keep looking into it, but nothing ever changes.

Sad, I know.

Only yesterday, it seems all my friends seemed to find a right time to call me up.
One of the gossip tid-bits that I heard was the a girl was gonna convert to Islam for her boyfriend. FYI, she's only 16. The dude's 17.

I know what you're thinking. 'WTF', right? Yeah, that's what I thought too. I mean, what happened to all the, 'Love transcends religion' and all that bull shit?
Pardon me, I feel a little cynical today. And I have absolutely no clue why.
Oh, wait! I do know why. More on that later.


Apparently, I'm the last person to have heard this story.
Yes, everyone just assumes that I know thing these days (more on that later).
Why the hell didn't anybody tell me? Sigh. Anyway.

11th grade is so so so so so so tiring. Today was my Sanskrit exam. And I just hope that my Sanskrit teacher does not faint while correcting my paper. Or forget all the Sanskrit that he knows. *fingers crossed*

I've learnt many things since my first day at 11th grade (apart from balancing chemical equations and other things like that).

  1. Never trust anyone who says 'I'm gonna fail today's test, dude! Pakka!"    (Kameenon ko hamesha top rank atha hai)
  2. Never a trust a lecturer when he says he knows what kind of questions will be asked in the unit tests. 
  3. Math teachers are certified crazy.  
  4. Most math teachers can't teach.
  5. Math can drive you crazy, irrespective of whether you're good or bad at it.
  6. Never ever ever ask the class topper to help you during a test. They always give you the wrong answers in spite of knowing the right one. (Assholes, no?)
Yeah, I guess that's about it for this post.


Saturday, July 30, 2011

Mind vs. Heart

I don't like how scientists underestimate the power of the arts.
I don't like how artistes underestimate the power of science.

Thursday, July 28, 2011


"And not by eatern windows only,
When daylight comes, comes in the light;
In front, the sun climbs slow, how slowly,
But westward, look, the land is bright".

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

We got nothin' on you

So, this is for all those who have forgotten what it feels like to be a teenager.

  • We do rebel. When you know it's our hormones and not us, do you mind talking a little more politely? Thank you.
  • Having stated the above fact, we do not rebel against every little thing that comes our way.
  • Not all of us have a strong dislike towards our parents. In fact, we wish they were a little more understanding of us.
  • Not all of us hate going to school.  In fact, sometimes its the only place we want to be.
  • Yes, we crush on a new guy/girl every single day. You should know it's normal. When you know we'll be over it, what's the fuss all about? We know "academics" is the most important thing in our lives at this point of time. IT IS JUST A CRUSH.
  • We don't like it when you claim that we're not working hard enough/serious enough. You're either blind, or really really really really living in denial.
  • Not all of us think cussing is cool. It's only when you talk to us like you detest us and more so, act as if you're God's gift to humankind that the cussing begins. ( This applies to some really cranky treachers that I know of)

Since you fail to understand this, we shall show you HELL.
We're teenagers. We'll scare the living shit out of you.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Spoilers. x(

Things people say (to me or in general)  that annoy me.

  • You should talk more.
  • "Love" is not for me.
  • I don't like Coldplay.
  • My life sucks.
  • You're stupid.
  • I told you so.
  • The movie was better than the book.
  • You can do better.
  • Yeah, whatever.
  • Why did you take MPC when you're not good at math?


The view of the Taj Krishna from my terrace.

Because sometimes you can't tell the difference between the dark cloud and the silver lining.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

This silence.

This silence.

This damned silence.
It brings back too many memories.
Memories so happy, that it's painful.
This silence is only too familiar.
This silence is too loud.
This silence takes me back to the days when friendship was all that mattered.
This silence takes me back to simpler times;
times when 'fun' meant playing hopscotch and not blowing clouds of nicotine on to each other's faces.
This silence takes me back to the days when you didn't have to be drunk to have a heart-to-heart talk.
This silence is oblivious to my pain.
This silence digs deeper. This silence takes me back to the days when we were too scared to say 'ass' so we used to say 'bum' instead.
This silence takes me back to a place;
a place that exists no more, a place that'll never come back, never be rebuilt;
a place whose shadow lurks on my memory; a ghost stabbing a knife in my heart everytime I dare to think of it.

This silence is only too familiar;

This silence is too loud.

Sunday, July 03, 2011


Because nothing intimidates the enlightened.


Saturday, July 02, 2011


Surprise surprise! I've been awarded the Stylish blogger award by my lou-ly frands who are rather impressive bloggers themselves, Prathi and Colours

A sincere apology going out to Prathi. I should've done this a long time ago, but it kept slipping my mind. Silly, stoopid me. :\

Anyway... :D

          Yayyy. *does the happy dance* :D


  • Thank and link back to the person who sent you the award.
  • Share seven things about yourself.
  • Spread the love and honor. Award recently discovered bloggers.
  • Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award.

Seven things about me.

  1. I procrastinate. Like, a lot.
  2. I hate arguing.
  3. I'm kinda addicted to blogging now.
  4. I think self-help books are pointless.
  5. I like to dance.
  6. I'm eating Maggi noodles at the moment.
  7. I still love the Backstreet Boys.

Now, spreading the  lou and honour. :D

Friday, July 01, 2011


We all have bucket lists. Things to do before we leave school or college, things to do before we get married and have kids, things to before we die, et al.
But deep down inside, we all know too well that sometimes, all we want is

  • a hug
  • a greeting card
  • a 'please' or a 'thank you'
  • a compliment
  • a genuine smile
  • an old best friend
  • a moment of absolute peace and calm
  • honesty
  • to scream out loud
  • to have someone hold your hand
  • to have a friend who would take your side even when he/she knows that you're wrong
  • to have someone say, 'It's not gonna be alright, but we're in this together and we'll sail through it, I promise'.
  • less awkward moments
and last...The most important thing...

All we want is love.

Because we live for love.
We live because of love.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Junior college. Sigh.


'Junior college' has started for me y'all. Nothing interesting so far. No basketball, no big lunch hall which echoes with the daily gossip and the clatter of spoons and forks, no taking random pictures in the girls' room,  no girls' room, in the first place, no huge parking lot where people can hang out, no music room to while away our time in between classes.
Only congested classrooms crammed with 50 odd people, who don't even care if they have the space to breathe. Just lots of boring classes, lots and lots and lots math, physics and chemistry, lots of people lecturing you on what it takes to crack the IIT-JEE than actually teaching what they should.  Thankyouverymuch, but we've heard that one at least 46271395532 times.

My class is filled with the biggest nerds. :\
Made a couple of friends. I think we have a few things in common.
I miss my school friends, though. Sigh.

Oh, before I go back to my boring routine of homework and crap like that, I'll leave you with some quotable quotes.

"Physical quantities must be measurable.
For example, your hungry and my hungry are not measurable. So they are not physical quantities."

"Vectors quantities are said to have both magnitude and direction. When we draw a line from one point to another, we can say that it has a magnitude and a direction.

Time may appear to be possessing direction.
But we cannot draw a line from the past to the future, hence it is not a vector quantity."

- Physics lecturer

" now, we can name the element with the atomic number 111 as unnunnunnium."

- Chemistry lecturer
(This guy teaches Chemistry as though it's poetry. You should've heard him say 'unnunnunnium'. Hilarious! Nobody's ever bored in his class).

"Everybody have to listen when I explain".

-English lecturer


Friday, June 10, 2011

Life is a crazy thing.

Love is easy.

Friendships, on the other hand, are hard to keep...

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

2 Songs!

2. C'mon c'mon by Def Leppard

'Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
Get back the spark, come light the fuse,
Yeah (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah)
Everybody everywhere

C'mon C'mon C'mon
C'mon C'mon C'mon'

Gotta love Def Leppard. :D

1. Love Is Hard by James Morrisson

'Oh, and if they're lucky, yeah
They'll, they'll get to see
And if they're really, really lucky
They'll get to feel

And if they're truly blessed
Then they'll get to believe
And if you're damned
You'll never let yourself be deceived

And it kicks so hard, it breaks your bones
Cuts so deep, it hits your soul
Tears your skin, and makes your blood flow
It's better that we know that love is hard'

Aren't the lyrics just amazing?
Also, whatte sexy voice... <3

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

Nostalgia is such a bitch

This is a conversation I had with a friend called Greeshma Ravi, the subject of the convo being, of course Nostalgia and me leaving school after 10th grade while she stays on for 11th and 12th grade.

 Meghana- Nostalgia is such a bitch.

Greeshma- Know what's worse?

M- What?

G- Um.. Donno. Um..
    OH! Getting stuck in Nostalgia and not moving on.

M- Yeah.

    And also knowing that you didn't have to deal with this bitch for another two years!
    But I have to.
    This is premature Nostalgia!
    The worst of 'em all.

G- Ayyo.
    Paapam. You know what else?
    Nostalgia has a friend?
    It's called Life.
    If one's a bitch, needless to say the other is too.

M- Sigh.
     Yeah. When Nostalgia's done with it's torture, Life starts all over again.

    We are such philosphers. :D

M- Nah. :P


Yeah. Me and Greeshma, we were always this awesome. And will continue to be so. =D

Monday, June 06, 2011

Let's not talk

I need someone to talk to.
I'm tired. Too tired to explain.
I'm too much of a coward.
I'm scared of being judged.
I cry instead.
Cry until both sides of my pillow are wet.
I drown myself in those meaningless tears.
The sound coming out of my stereo lets me sink deeper.
I'm in deep slumber.
Don't wake me up, for I'm still afraid to talk.

Saturday, June 04, 2011

3 Films!

3. Rang De Basanti

2.  Dabangg

1. P.S. I Love You

Thursday, June 02, 2011

4 Books!

4. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini

3. Just Listen by Sarah Dessen

2. The Zahir by Paulo Coelho

1. The Princess Diaries by Meg Cabot

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Break? What does that mean?

People like a certain movie for their own reasons. While some look at the story, the plot, climax, acting, music, dance/fight sequences, etc., the kind of movies that people never get bored of are the ones that they can relate to. These movies always hold a special place in peoples' hearts no matter how disastrous the acting or how simple the story might be.

Danish Aslam's 'Break Ke Baad' is one such movie. Basically, it's a story about a couple, Aaliyah (Deepika Padukone) and Abhay(Imran Khan) who've known each other since they were in diapers and eventually became "boyfriend-girlfriend". Things were going great until Aaliyah decides to go to Australia for a year to earn herself a degree in mass communication and suggests that they take a "break" from their relationship. And the story goes on...

So, what does a "taking a break" mean anyway?  Does it mean you're still together but can go out on dates with other people? Does it mean it's a trial period before things officially come to an end? Is it a breather? I don't know. I personally don't believe in 'taking breaks".

When my board exams were going to start, he and I were going through a bit of a rough patch. Well, it was just me,  actually. There was nothing to worry about. It was just me and my horrendous mood swings. I guess the board exam stress was just getting to me. Not to mention PMS.
I spent hours crying, not knowing who to talk to. One day, I just called him and told him everything; trying to tell him ever thing between sobs and sniffles. I felt much better, but only until he took the entire thing upon himself. He felt that he was a major distraction in my life and I definitely didn't need all this drama before my boards. He wanted us to consider taking a "break". What happened next? Of course. Another waterfall of tears. I didn't understand what a break meant. And I still don't.
At that moment, all I could do was just just cry, as he sat helpless on the other side of the phone, trying to say comforting things. Didn't help much. I was outraged. There was no way that I was taking a break. I could handle this. At least that's what I thought. All that came to my mind was... You don't take a break from your parents during exams. You don't take a break from them when you're angry or having something slightly more important to do at that moment. You don't do it with your friends. You don't do it with your cousins. Hell, I didn't even take a break from Facebook or Blogger. Why should "us" be any different? Why did he have to say he was a distraction? The issue was just something we needed to talk about. But, no. He had to drop that bomb, which only made things worse. I don't blame him, though. He was more tense for my Boards than I was. "I don't want any of this to affect your mindset before exams", he used to say...
Well, those two months of study holidays passed quickly enough. I didn't pay much attention to whatever he told me about his social life. I didn't need it. It would only make me more upset. I guess you could call me the overly possessive girlfriend, but then again, he means the world to me.
And then came Boards. I don't remember much about that month. I was immersed in all that was there to mug up and study and read and write and solve. And, who wouldn't be?
I did well enough and I have full faith that he'll do well in his exams too. :)
Things are going good now. :)

"Breaks" don't make sense at all. "Break ups" don't either (unless things get really ugly).
Give the relationship your best; whatever it takes.
In the end, when the world fails you, love will be by your side.

Friday, May 27, 2011

5 Foods!


They say vegetarians don't have much of a choice when it comes to food. Well, who cares.   We love our food, anyway. :D
Vegetarainism ZINDABAD! :D
Hehe. :P



Favourite foooods. Here they are. :D

5. Pizza Hut's Double Cheese Pizza
 Yeah, I love my cheeeeeeeese. =D
Oh oh oh! For the record, DOMINOS SUCKS.

4. Masala Dosa


*mouth starts watering*

3. Pav Bhaji


Yumm, innit? :D

2. Gulab Jamun with Vanilla Ice Cream

This post is seriously killing me.
I'm sooo hungry now. :|

Aaaaaaaannnnnddddd, #1 goes tooooo... *drum rolls*

1. Mango pickle + Rice




Okay, bye bye.

*rushes to the kitchen*

Thursday, May 26, 2011

6 Places!

Home is where the heart lies.
Apart from home, there are many other pleces that my heart wants to lie. :P
So, here goes. =D

6. Paris
(Actually, a tour covering the whole of Europe would be good, but if I had to choose, Paris would top the list.)   ;)
Need I say much?
Would be even better if I went there with him. :)

5.Jammu and Kashmir
I read an interesting quote in the paper today which made me feel like going there.
"Our pictures of Kashmir are old. We think of Kashmir either as pictureseque or with terrorists."

Maybe going there will change what I think of Kashmir too. :)

4. Moscow
Russia seems fascinating. =)

3. The Andaman and Nicobar Islands

2. Ireland
Legends, myths and jolly good music! :D

1. Gangtok
Undoubtedly the best place I've visited till date :)

7 wants!

Ooh! It's taking me an unusually long time to finish the challenge. :P
Haha! I've been feeling a little low this week and I don't even know why.  =(

7. I want an iPod Classic. In electric blue.
I used to have one, but my grandma wanted to use it for all her Bhagavad Gita lectures and Bhajans, so I gave it to her.

6. I want all the good songs that I've heard recently on it;
besides my old collection.
My dad doesn't let me download songs, so I have to buy them. Sigh.

5. I want contact lenses.
Get rid of these glasses.

4. I want to get into a college of my choice.

3. I want my mom to pay a little more attention to me whenever I try to  tell her that I did/wrote/made something nice.

2. I want to be more comfortable playing the guitar.
Which means I'll have to practice.
A lot.

1. Now, at the moment, I want him here.

Right beside me...

Monday, May 23, 2011