Monthly Archives: January 2017

We are best friends.

Someone truly said that the person we are tend to fall in love with comes in most strangest and unexpected ways.

Now you get that wrong.I am talking about my best friend.The person I look up to in all ways.My bitching sessions are only with her.My seat partner and my soul companion.And while we are in the 18th month of our friendship we can just feel the connection between our soul.

Though there is some 15.5 kilometres distance between us but she makes sure that she is always there when I need her.Our craziness can be proved by the fact that we find ways to meet each other even on our leaves.

She is the only caretaker of child inside me.Child who cries profusely on smallest things,child who is notorious to heights and child who is weak.

There is always that one person you find peace with.For me,it’s her.My birdbrain.A day without her seems as long as a year.She is the carrier of my goodness.She is the reason why I never give up.

Dear dummy,

I love you the most.Nothing can ever compare to your love.You are irreplaceable and the best thing that has ever happened to me.You are the best.Thank you for making tough times easier and good times better.You are my main,constant and saviour.





It’s about HER-

Being eldest daughter in the joint family,she was always expected to be mature.She was expected to be a little more understanding,a little more sensible and a little more patient.And more importantly she was taught that she had to fulfill all the expectations.They never knew that their harmless expectations actually snatched away little girl’s innocence.Her words lost the chirpiness,her excitement was now changed into sensibility.She found out at once that now she is an adult.No matter how much she missed bed time stories,she had to sleep alone in darkness.And the worst part is there was no going back.

She grew up to be an adult in practical terms.But now,she noticed that even after growing up she had no right to take her decisions because she was a child and she didn’t know what was right for her.Like really? But she never protested because she loved them too much to question them.

She accepted everything as it was.But then one day she questioned herself that why is she never allowed to be a child.Why she was told to be mature when she was a child?And why was she expected to be dependent when she was actually mature?

Was she not a human? Wasn’t she allowed to make mistakes.?Why was there no one to enjoy the child inside her?Why no one understood that she was afraid of darkness.?Why did no one just let her be?

Her smile was taken away.The child inside her almost suffocated and died.Her dignity was always attacked.Her personality was questioned.

Why? No one knew.