My Lazy Girl

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...

 It is not that easy as you think.....but still should I believe you?  My Dearest Love,   Don't be afraid if you don't find me sitting next to your bed. I will be standing next to you, once you finish reading this note. Clara, darling! Do you know something?  You are the prettiest flower of my garden who is yet to blossom, and for that my love you have to make your roots strong and nourished!! Being a loyal Gardner I promise to protect you against all the odds of the world. I know you feel sad when you are bound to have bed rest (I know my butterfly never wants rest). I know you feel helpless when you can’t lift your leg to kick my ass off. I too know, a bag full of medicines puts you in a world of depression and self questioning, why me?? I know you doubt my love that one day I will leave you because scientifically you are not going great with your body. I understand honey. You are the brightest star of my galaxy, I will ...

Life was simple , without any complexities. Achieving a 80+ score in maths and science used to make us among the Einstein’s of our class. We all have lived our 16th year of age. Remember those days? According to my calculations, we would have been in class 8th 9th or may be 10th (adjust yourself in your respective class.) In case you don’t remember your “sweet 16”(that’s how we call it cynically) kindly bear some pain to open your years old photo album and have a look !! Get up !! Yeah, I am asking you to get off your ass , go in the front of the mirror (don’t forget to take the album in your hand.) Now have a deep introspective look on that photograph and then at yourself again! Yeah you got me !! Your photo doesn’t do justice to the word “sweet”. We look sophisticatedly smarter and sensibly sweeter now than we used to look years ago. Actually, I am really looking for that wise person who titled it as “sweet”.  Like come on , who does that ?? We used to look utterly d...

Let's have a 4G connection with the lord, try leaving your worries and tensions for him, let's get soaked in his love... And you will be amazed to see how mystically he answers your unsaid prayers..!! We will first go to KFC, then will have drinks at a bar. I heard there's a new opening near by !! Said a group of youngsters standing adjacent to me. I was standing at the metro station, waiting for an auto. A soft religious voice knocked my ear drum from behind when I was about to leave , saying "HARE KRISHNA" !! The word made me turn around to acknowledge the person. There stood a handsome guy, dressed in a check shirt and black pants with a Tilak on his forehead that was extended to his nose , with the Tulsi beads around his neck . "HARE KRISHNA", I reciprocated the same with a tender smile. In case you are looking for the goal of your life, or wondering the meaning of your existence... Here I have some books ..small chapters of "Bhagwat ...

He crossed his arm across mine, held my hand and blew a soft kiss over it....... It has been raining the entire day. Monsoon has knocked the door of India. Impressive !! I have just came from office after attending a meeting with my lead and after completing all the work but rain falling down my window pane keeps me invigorating! I am alone in my room in this beautiful weather (injustice, isn't it?) . I so wanna go out but nobody to accompany me. Ahh ...Let it be !! Rain reminds of many things... Rain reminds me of Kabir...!! Not again.... I said to myself as I shut my eyes, crush myself in my bed, put on my headphones but it didn't help !! The sad song made the situation even more worse. I forced Kabir that day for a night out by showing my puppy face. I knew he won't say a No to me so I used my puppy face as weapon considering all the odd factors. 11:00pm -- the clock read ! Kabir and I boarded the bus that time. I was so enthralled about my night out, that...

 We ignored the red alert of the nature !! We were    given a hint... But Alas !! Fortune had its own mischievous tricks to play. It was coming......................... !! Everything comes to life, when planet Earth experiences a lovely shower. The soil emitts it's true fragrance when intermingled with the heavenly drops. Leaves and flowers radiate their bold colours out of sheer happiness. Humans like me, spread their arms, close their eyes and gaze at the sky.... Welcoming every kiss from nature on their bodies. But that day, it wasn't the case !! It was my first November in Chennai, November 2015 !! When as usual, I slipped in my blanket with the rain falling on my window pane. My sleep was disrupted with a frightening hustle and shivering voices of my friends and roomates. 8:23 am(IST), my phone reflected the time with a notification of "battery low" , 13% remaining !!  No electricity since last night. As I stepped out of my room, I was amazed...

Again I closed  my eyes, performed my last prayer, bow my head again to seek for strength and tame my dragons so as to ignore him and I walked away .......... !!  Sometimes we have everything in our lives except contentment. The quest for answers and peace took me to "Bangla Sahib Gurudwara". With a dupatta on my head, I submitted myself in the feet of that super power . I closed my eyes and burst into fresh bout of tears. I was alone in Gurudwara today without any friends. A flash back hit my mind like a storm. I clearly remember, how we used to go to Gurudwara in Chennai. There were two reasons behind it. Firstly we used to get "langar" ( a good Punjabi food, first offered to the God, then to devotees). Being a Punjabi, south India food was something hard to live on ! Secondly, it made us feel homely.  We used to meet people who belong to our community. Rawjyot, Kabir and I were constants. But today nobody was there with me. It was raining that day wh...