My Lazy Girl

  He parked his car outside my favorite bakery and ordered me to stay inside the car until he returned. He locked the car and kept an eye on me from a distance while he ordered the food. He allowed me to cry my heart out in his arms. My sobbing intensified as he hugged me tightly and massaged my back. He waited patiently for me to take my time and relax. My heart felt lighter. My nose turned scarlet red, kajal smudged from the corners of my eyes, and lipstick stained my palm when I wiped it away. He looked at me and laughed. "You look like a Joker!". I punched him in the chest, and then hugged him back. He held me with the same warmth. I felt safe and unreal around him. He made me felt like a youngster who had conquered her fear of the unknown. He was broad, strong and muscular. I was little and petite. I gazed at him again, as he put my hair behind my ears, set it with his hands, and wiped the tears from my face. Are you okay now? ( he asked) I nodded in response. ...

  The thoughts and glimpses of the past and the pain which I had suffered long ago were dancing again in front of me. I wanted to get over it once and for all. “Hi.” The message popped up on the projector as I was giving the client a demo. Soon after, another message appeared: "How are you doing these days, miss?” Excuse me, I muttered as I hurried to log out the social media app on my laptop, which had remained open from the action I took last night. Those messages invited a playful smile on everyone’s face. Ignoring the embarrassment, I quickly finished rest of the presentation and raced my steps out of the room. “So how are you doing these days, miss? Let's have dinner tonight,” whispered a high-pitched, thin, playful tone behind my back. It was Genny. I turned back and smacked her shoulder with my laptop. “Shut up, its nothing like that!” I replied as I defended my privacy from being invaded. Genny has moved to New York for many different reasons. She wanted some change in...

  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...

I looked at him with all the love in my eyes and said, “Nothing! I don’t want anything.” The weather was exactly how I wanted it to be. Night was about to knock the door of the evening. I looked at him; he was busy over a phone call with his manager about some deliveries. I shifted my gaze towards the sky. I peeped out through the window and looked at the dark clouds and to the highway which was ahead us. I knew this moment will never return again. I knew we could never be the same again, and he would never be so- mine again. That moment I had everything I could pray for. A supportive family at my back, non judgmental school friends, the weather and Him. He hit his elbow against mine to check if I was getting bore by his work calls but I was doing fine with my thoughts. I smiled back in response and he winked. Unaware of the thoughts in my head, I was somewhere relieved that he wasn’t aware of the streets I was roaming in. To me, he was my entire world. For him...

The  best part is we can always choose. But the worst part is we often end up choosing the wrong one. Clear your browsing history. Erase it completely and then launch yourself again in the world with a bang!! It will work. We have initiated the start of the New Year and I have no shame in saying that I had a terrible start.Well Reasons being many ( We will talk about that later). What pushed me to write this blog today has something deep attached to it. You could say a file of some of gbs which is too large for my system to handle. To unzip that compressed file and to free some space in my heart and soul, here I read it as: I am a tester by profession ( Never forget your profession that gives you better and bread, no matter how terrible it is.) I test the application and figure out bugs/errors and pass it to the other team to fix it. Right? That’s how we follow the process? All the testers in the room please make a sound. But the interesting part is that of chasing. ...

I used to bear a thought.... Am I on periods or on a war???  Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa... I'm gonna die!! Omg.! How is it even possible? What should I do man? Should I tell someone or should I wait for this to end? Is it an injury? Would the doctors operate me for this? (my legs felt numb and sour as i thought of these weak emotions.)  Mummaaaaaaaaaaa............ I am dying !! See what's happening!! My clothes are all spoiled, but I didn't fall anywhere, so can it be an injury?? Shhhhhh....why didn't you tell  me earlier ? Has it just started? No it's been 15 minutes, and I am freaking scared. Let's call papa , take to a doctor, am gonna die mommy.. !! Come here with me... And shh... Melo dramatic​ Queen....you are fine , don't worry. Take this, she handed me a sanitary napkin and directed me to fix it . I will explain you everything, but for now... Don't freak out.. you won't die. Just relax !! She said while assuring me . This happened to ...