The Girl Next Door

People call her rough/ugly/tom boy! It’s not that she isn't comfortable in her skin, she wears shorts and minis but loose shirts/tees, folded sleeves, torn out jeans, and sport shoes would describe her better. She prefers back pack to ladies hand bag, leather band to bangles, watches to bracelets, pants to skirts, sneakers to high heels. She is not a show.

She talks more but unfolds less. She is enigmatic and charming. With no makeup on and her hair tied to a single knot she would go to places and explore world.

She has been hurt enough to be strong to withstand the storm of lies, mockery, betrayals and other evil emotions that exists in the world. She is a girl full of energy and life.

She is straight forward. She is shy but would crush you to pieces if you hurt her self esteem. She has cared enough for the world. Now

She cares for herself and the ones she adore.

She is none other than the girl next door.

Be Smart and SEXY

I find it funny when people find girls showing more skin, sexy. Sexuality does not lie in the clothes one wears rather it is in the attitude. Of course short clothes act as catalyst. You don’t have to wear minimum clothes. You can be sexy even if you are not skinny. A real man does not go for the curve and cleavage. These are mere attraction. Nobody wants a temporary love, love based on the show, because I would classify it as lust. If your man is in love with you because you look good then after a few years he might love someone else.

This is for the girls who torture themselves to become someone their man wants. They work hard not to eat so that they can be skinny. I don't encourage eating anything anytime one wants (Though I do that sometimes) I am foody and I would suggest eating healthy and staying healthy. You can always excuse yourself for a bar of chocolate or a piece of brownie or your favorite ice cream. Don’t get sick. Don’t starve yourself to impress a man. They have no idea how much a girl has to deal in her life. They don’t have boobs or suffer from menstruation like us. I do not blame them. It is how the world is designed. 

Show your importance and worthiness through your demeanour and not clothes/body.

   

 Be smart and sexy in your attitude.

Just a thought- wanted to keep small and simple.

Happy on my OWN

I am here waiting for you

Because that’s what you asked me to do

I know you broke my heart

I was never good enough

For you!

Still you put the blame on me

Where were gone those days 

when you say sorry

Even if the fault was mine!

The thing we had was divine.

Now you are back

You pleaded for a chance.

I missed you much,I wondered 

To give you one more try

It bleeds my heart, it makes me cry,

And if I do, I know for sure

You gonna crush my heart,

You gonna crush my soul.

So baby just leave me alone

Go your way

I am happy on my own.

Meeting is not the thing, Fitting in is!

We meet a lot of people in our lives. Some become friends some enemies and some frenemies (You know what I mean). You meet people through school, college, canteen, café, bar, office, public transport, neighbourhood, games, shows, and nowadays you can even find through social networking. You become close. Make friends, then friends of friend become friends and the list goes on.

You will find them love, hurt, help, support, irk, use, mentor, abuse, fight, scorn, compliment, hate, disgust and a lot more they do. We strive to meet new people in order to get the right person who would treat us right. Hence we meet many, become friends with few, again amongst the few many turn out to be different from our imagination and hence we are left with very few from many.

 Hence no matter how many you meet, it’s important that you find the right person. We click with some and cut out many. A friend of mine once said, “Meeting is not the thing, fitting in is!” Yes, he was right. Meeting and making friendship with many won’t help you. Find the one who would understand you and complete your voids and try to fit in.That is enough and better than making hundred friends who just know your skin.

Things in detail

I love walking. It gives me pleasure of freedom;  Freedom in a different way. I feel like I can go anywhere I want, watching every detail I find on my way. Yes, I like to go in details. I feel that makes life worthwhile.

The morning air, rising sun, crimson rays, chirping birds, lazy dogs, busy traffic, people waiting at the bus stops, people walking, people running, riks crowding the road, honking of horn; oh I might write a whole page of what i see when i walk to station.

Then there comes the local train platform. Breakfast shops, juice corner, newspaper stalls, cutting chai-s, and the most important the crowdy platform. Seems the whole platform is moving. Announcement of trains. Sound of the wheels.

Then there comes the office. Various sounds like turning pages of file, phone ringing, pens scratching, bell rings for the peons, opening and shutting of door; and everything is done so carefully to maintain silence.
At the lunch time you can find people talking more and eating less because maintaining silence since morning was a big deal. There you can find smiling faces which were idle and serious in the office hours.

Then after work you are free to enjoy the world again. You can find faces busy outside but smiling inside cause they are returning home after a long tiring day. Some with tension may be at work. Some rush to the public transport, some have snack.

Again the busy roads, sound and noise pollution, dark outside, street lights burning, traffic lights governing and people 'always' in a hurry. Now I come to my room, my paradise where I do things what I like.

But this world surprises me always. There is something or the other to discover. I love looking into details and reading the nature.