My Lazy Girl

  We all have our days. Some are hard to live, difficult to gulp, and dense enough to choke our souls to a limit that compels us to shout, WHY? I lived an entire week like this that ripped me apart into intangible pieces that were hard to stitch.  11:00 pm and I finally left my office, booked a cab, and waited for the driver to come. Devastated by the number of rejections and workload on my table, I decided to call it a day. November never felt so cold to me. I put my phone on silent mode and kept it safely in my leather handbag as I sat in the car.  I asked the cab driver to shut the music that was playing in the background. The noise was much louder at the back of my head. I always cherished if I had a snooze button in my life, something I wish to endure. Will I be able to make it? Will I be able to come up with a sensible draft? Thoughts like these crossed my mind. I opened the windowpane, placed my chin on the edge, and inclined towards the door of the car. The road w...

You will get your light that will eventually make you shine and those little pieces of your soul will come back . Since childhood I was a huge fan of love stories. I used to read romantic novels. I used to believe in magic. I used to watch movies where you can sniff love all around or at least they used to end with a happy note. But then who knew my love story would be as ridiculous as it could be. Well, I know. You need not to make me believe that. Shutup Alan. (Chuckles) I used to believe that I was the Gardner of love. I used to soil it wherever I thought it could grew. But the winds have been so harsh upon me that they always rooted my plants off. Sometimes I wonder how can people be so blessed with love? Like it’s good they are but how? And why always I have to fall for the wrong one? I mean people see each other, get to know each other and they are happily ever after. As simple as breathing. As if you step into a huge store of clothes and at the very first at...

Life is never sorted. Neither it will be ever. Issues are and will always be there.  I can totally feel your nerves when someone mentions something of this sort. Homo sapiens are tend to waste half of their lives in thinking about future because somewhere they are already fucked up with some bitter experiences. Let me make it more simple for you. Let’s talk logic! Suppose you have a strand of thread in your hand. Variety of people would carry different notions which would be based on their past experience, their skill set and their thought process of course. Person A : He could simply take up the strand and think, how can this limited amount of thread can solve my purpose. Just let it be. I at least need to have the entire bunch to put it to some use. More and more and more I required. Person B : Now this person could hold the thread and think, 15 days back I got a cut on my finger when I was playing with it. That cut aches till now. I should better leave it as I ...

I have forgotten the correct address to the purpose of my life. I never wanted to reveal this to you but since you were anxious enough to read between the lines, here I narrate you the paragraph. My dearest of all, I hold a reason for being away since long. Excuses are not entertained I know but here's a request to read this with a fraction of your patience. Thanks for bearing up. You know there were times and there are times when I feel I am sailing in the wrong direction or sometimes I don't even know whether the direction is right or wrong or just floating aimlessly. I am feeling those times, these days. I know whatever I am doing right now is not what  I am suppose to do. But the harder part of irony is, I also don't know what exactly I am supposed to do. (sounds weird? I know.) In other words I have forgotten the correct address to the purpose of my life. I never wanted to reveal this to you but since you were anxious enough to read between the line...

Why Men don't use their brains at early stage? And When, enlightened with some age-old-wisdom by some saint of Himalayas, they still mess up in serving their point to a girl contemplating it as  "Complicated" !!    He: It’s not happening! Things are not the same way they used to be!! I am over burdened at work, haven’t spoke to you since 8 days, and you too not going well with your health. I mean, nothing is well!! She: hmm..Yeah, I know! He: how can you be so casual about it? What’s going on your mind Norah? Look I need to focus on my career right now! We both are 24-25 years of age. Don’t you think it’s the high time for us to make career and let’s be friendzzzzzzzz?? She: Yeah!! Let’s be “friendzzzzz” after 3 years of relationship!! Great going Sam!! Go build your career! And *blocked*!! You blocked him? I asked Norah after she sighed narrating the not so good conversation between Sam and her!  Yeah I did!! haahh!! Awwww, poor gi...