Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Towards the End......



Another year preparing for an end, hopefully for a happy one.One of those few ends, which gives out a mixed feeling- Happiness for the new times, sorrow for the times leaving behind.
The year for me, can be safely bracketed as an eventful one, a year I’ll look back to with frowns equal to smiles. Plenty of memories made, few lessons learnt, handful of them unlearnt, the year will be happily remembered for new friends made, new interests born, new smiles spread,new fears discovered, moments lived, tears wasted, actions regretted, PJs cracked, laughs shared and a lot more.

The same time around, the last year I decided to give my blog a new life, another way to tell that the blog had it’s first re-birth anniversary...errmm...a week back. :S. I say rebirth as originally it was created way back in 2010, after which it sheltered just a couple of useless posts. It was only last year when the world was rumoured to end and God, in a hurry, decided to send to me the spare brains he had kept and I finally started posting here. Great story, no?:P. It’s been an year, an year since I am living a creative life, reading and knowing some incredible talents, and finding in a few of them, amazing friends. It had been a great experience, I declare, helping me shape my skills better and realizing new opportunities. I love the year the most for being able to read more novels, something I couldn’t manage earlier. Goodreads Challenge is perhaps the lone challenge I’ve ever completed. :D And yes, an achievement this year was finally getting to visit a church, that too on Christmas and the experience being WHOA!

The year had been helpful in encouraging me to break the shackles, and exploring life, trying things I was earlier reluctant to. A lot still needs to be done but I’m glad to have stepped up a bit, and cleared the mist. I am overjoyed to have discovered that I can take, if not outstanding, then pretty good pictures, and that I can write good, good enough for people to appreciate and encourage me for more. Bloggers, all of you, thank you very much. You are one lot of amazing people. :)

Almost every season of the year witnessed a week, with me battling a heavy dilemma, questioning the worth of my life. I can be seriously dramatic at times, I tell you! And these phases were the truly disturbing ones. The coming year, I wish to get rid of them, buck up a little and LIVE life.

Finally, Happy Birthday to the dear blog, and a good bye to 2013!

A year left behind, with memories both good and bad.
Let us move ahead with joy from the good and lessons from the bad.
With lots of hopes and smiles, let us welcome the New Year!

Amidst all this, let’s send a prayer up there to God, for choosing us for this life. Amen!


This year, I need to:

Happy Days, amigos!
:)



-Srishti

Happy Birthday Dost! :)




Dear dimpled-cheek friend,


Being friends with someone since 16 year, isn’t that a pretty boastful fact? I guess it is. And am I not glad to share this achievement with you? Obviously NOT! Do I look that dumb?....Okay, okay, I am!
True we weren’t those sharing everything,’ from hair clips to cold drink sips’ kind of friends, back in schools, but I find this bond special for the mere reason that you are my first ever school friend. And putting at the top of all the confessions I have for you today, I actually believed you to be my best friend back then, the kindergarten days. That’s because my concept of best friend was limited to having that one friend whom you talk to each day at school, the one you love to share seat and tiffin with, and the one who calls you for updates when she misses a day at school or vice versa.
I still remember being ‘quiet’  fond of you in those days, for reasons I don’t remember. May be because you were had cute dimpled cheeks, may be because you were a teacher’s favourite popular kid, or may be because you were that ‘best friend’. From what I can recall, it was possibly in 2nd standard that our classes shuffled and we were separated. It was a big thing for me. We did got together again after 2 years, but things appeared with a difference to my childish heart. The fondness was very much alive, but I felt threatened, threatened of the new people in your life. I felt having lost a friend to them. Call it insecurity if you wish to. Probably it was because tragic shortage of friends in my own life. Sanely enough, I never blamed you for that. You weren’t wrong in any way, mingling with me the same way.
A year more, and I left the school. The only thing keeping us in touch were birthday wishes, thankfully! And I don’t know what chord it was that struck between us that last few years saw the best of our friendship. Among the few commendable things about me I think this is one too that Ii didn’t choose to lose you to change of city and school. And just yesterday when you acknowledged me with the fact that I am one of your special friends, it meant a lot more than a lot, really. You know, this makes to one of the best things you hear towards the end of a year. I love you, dost! :D ‘Dost’- Isn’t that what you often address me as, and what you use while bucking me up to study ‘something’ for my exams? Never told you but I find it kind of cute.

You are one friend who never succeeds in upsetting me. I mean, remember two years back we had recently started bonding greatly and I using my common sense assumed you’ll be remembering my birthday, but applauses, you didn’t. And the next day you called, and I thought ‘Okay, it’s fine. May be she got caught up with some work’ But boy! You idiot didn’t have a clue that the person you are so merrily chatting with was actually an offering of the previous day! But, know what, I didn’t mind and that rarely happens. And wonderful it was that you kept the tragedy of that day alive in your mind just to be on time on the next birthday. Cute, again! :D
Thinking of you, I can never forget our recent get together, after a great hiatus of 8 years! Dramatically speaking, it felt we have hardly been away for that long. You already know how grateful I am to you for filling that short trip with a long list of memories worth attending back.

Now , I am short of words yet again. I wasn’t really sure of writing all this to you, and it was probable enough for the unfinished post to be satisfied sitting in the draft section. But, the kind-hearted person that I am, I took the burden of highlighting a smile on your face at a time when you are foolishly sulking on your special day for being away from home. I can understand your misery, but cheer up dude, read my blog and be happy! :P
And here, I pledge to be the same irritating friend with a boring voice for all the years that plan to harass this world with.


Finally,<3  HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOST! :) <3


P.S.: Sorry re, words have started ditching me and this was all I could come up with. I know you loved even this a lot, but out of humility and love for postscripts and to stretch the post a few words longer, this was required. :P

Yours lovingly awesome,

Moti

Sunday, December 15, 2013

To Jerry...from Tom ;)


One in a million
Who can alone tackle a billion
Yes, it’s you – Shubhanshu
By heart who is very true
You are among the race,
Of brains with high pace
When your temper goes high
Its better to bid a bye
A silent killer to me
My frown gives you glee
But alas! You are my brother
Yea, you  can’t be succeeded by some other ;)

Dude! Happy Marriageable Age! :P

Remember our childhood? Yea, the same days when we were known as  the human version of the great Tom & Jerry- a constant blockage to each other, but nonetheless none of them being able to carry on without the other. A lot seems new today, but am glad we are still the same- Me, Tom, and you, Jerry. And by the way, Jerry is the more evil one (the silent killer).

Our equation, I know is like all bro-sis duos, a real webbed one to comprehend. To many outside the  home, we appear those ideal kids of ideal parents, but only these parents know what WE interpret from this idealism. You have given me pounds of headache all these years, and here I confess, there were times I really wished Harry taught me some magic spells to, obviously, vanish you :P
But today, I am glad he didn’t, right? I won’t ever say that whatever I am today (which equals to nothing) is all because of you because watching you study (course) books like attending to a religious epic, inspired me to take the risk too, and blah blah, because…pause…it didn’t! But yes, all the encouragement you chose to enrich me with in the recent days, mean a lot! You simply are loved for that. And yes, even if I have used all kinds of martial arts on you to thank you for all the annoyance that you threw on my way, I now feel I don’t really mind. Life would have been plain boring without you yaar. (That doesn't mean I am not going to use my fighting skills anymore!)

Today,as you grow up I have decided to set you free of all the charges- for being that brilliant-at-school kid whose high scores caused me mental sores, for pricking me at each and every thing I did, for stuffing me all the school stories (read: he scored more in this paper, and she performed better) and dozing off, as soon as I started with mine, for compelling an innocent soul like me to turn violent, and yes, for being a better photographer than me (okay, this was added just like that).

So, Maa’s eternal favourite and Dad’s Shaukeen Buddhe, you should know by now that you are one of the best thing that happened to them, after me obviously (Bhaiya says, after him too). Now for being a fear unleashing obedient kid (I don’t know what that means), and for being a distinctly lovable brother to two crazingly awesome people, Thank you very much!

Since your b'day came too early this time, I couldn't manage time from my busy schedule of nothingness to write some spell bounding, tear-attracting outstanding piece. So do away with these for this time:

Oh yeah, we look cool, right? ;)


Ehem..:P

Complaining about me, I bet!


Aaiye hum aur aap khelte hain Kaun Banega Crorepati!





HAPPY BIRTHDAY BHAI!









P.S.: I hope you know this post is a bribe for what I want you to get for me :P
P.P.S.: Sheroo says Bow-Wow!

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Just this one time (Flash Fiction)

(The narration is from a male's point of view)


I walked past her deliberately, adjusting the bangs of my hair. Just like always. Faintly hoping to catch her attention. I even had put up this new fragrance in the market and  the hair looked appreciable too. “Just this one time”, I muttered, praying as I moved further.

And finally! Yes! She did notice this time, when she called out from behind me, “Hey!”.
I did a happy jig with my heart as I turned around to see her walking closer to me, trying to conceal my excited smile.


And the next moment she put forward her hand and said, “Bhaiya, your keys. They fell off from your pocket, I guess.” And the smile eventually disappeared.




-Srishti                                                                                                

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Happiness is....:)

Whenever I unintentionally go on a blog vacation, I am often  hammered by this thought that now I’ll definitely lose my readers. No that I am a popularity seeker but I certainly don’t like making an unread post. The lovely few who read the blog, your comments mean a lot to me. So, yes, while I was away mourning over my useless thinking, I received this ‘You are loved’ reminder sent in by a blogger (writer), whom by the way I adore and admire a lot, in the form of this Liebster Award. Even though she doesn’t like me thanking her for this over and over again, a hug attached thank you Privy! :)
I know I deserved this :P (It didn’t sound too boastful, right?)

Ok, it’s the question time now. And I am very much jobless and happy to do that :P. Here we go then :



· What kind of genre do you love to read and what genre can you write better?
      I am hooked up to young adult novels these days. There’s no particular genre.You see, if a book is absorbing, I’ll anyway get soaked. But I have always felt this likeness for (Auto)Biographies but ironically, haven’t read much of them.
And for writing. To be true. I am too unsure. Still experimenting. :/

· What has been the happiest moment in your blogging journey?
The comments I receive, they have always been uplifting. But there are messages sent to me by few lovely people after they read a post or two. That definitely speaks for itself and gives this ‘on the seventh sky’ feeling. :)

· What’s your favourite quote? Can be from a book or otherwise.
As stated somewhere earlier too, I fail at remembering quotes. Wait, I’ll google it from the bits I remember :P
Well there are lot many I have come to like. I’ll list the one I remember:
“Just when you think things are falling apart,
They may actually be falling into place”

And there is this one I quoted myself, hoping for the world to like it :D
“Worries instilled in the heart
But I fake well being
All it takes is a smile
May be that’s the art of living”

· Name atleast one side effect of blogging.
      You feel kind of guilty, when away from it for long.

· What is the weirdest thing you have ever done or seen in a restaurant?
      As stupid as it may sound, I find clicking in restaurants weird. I mean, eat your food no! But I have done it :P

· If you could change one thing about a loved one, who and what would that be?
There are heaps of flaws in me alone. I better work on those first. :)

· If you could categorize bloggers in some categories, what categories would they be?
Awesome people. (That’s the only word that comes first to my mind :D)

· Apart from writing, what is doing that one thing that gives you utmost satisfaction?
I am such a fickle minded being, that I can’t settle and be happy with one thing. But it’s reading, photography, whining, jabbering and sleeping that I enjoy with all my heart.

· If you went, invisible for a day, what fun things would you want to do?
Sneak away carts of pizzas from Domino’s :D

· Name a book you read but wish you hadn’t wasted your time on it?
There really is one such book. But maintaining the good heartedness of me, I won’t name it. :P


I just noticed I use a lot of ‘:P’. Its becoming an obsession or something. Again :P.
Passing on the badge to well deserved bloggers, here I do the deed in the hope of getting cartloads of blessings (and readership for the blog) in return.

Usama (I don't expect you to acknowledge it, this year :P)
My dear friend, Alokita, who sadly gets to blog not so often :(

Congrats, amigos! Spread the love, and yes do answer the same above questions, simply because I am too lazy to frame new ones.




-Srishti

Monday, December 9, 2013

Capsuling the Memorabilias


Having exams at such irregular intervals and irrelevant shuffling of dates make it difficult to decide whether to study or to enjoy. And I end up doing none of these with full focus. Because, one, the sincere mind says I shouldn’t be enjoying while my sem exams are still on, and two, how can I possibly study when I have so many days in hand! :P So it’s going the latter way. ;)
Amidst this frustration that the frequent changes in exam dates is giving me, apart from hating the world around me, I was missing writing. And since I was so busy using my creative cell building ideas on how to demolish my university, I certainly was short on blabbers to share with you people. Enters an extraordinarily amazing friend, with her amazingly extraordinary idea (Phew! It’s so tough deciding on words to praise you, if you are reading this :P). Yes, so this amazing (again!) friend gave me this topic to write on which says “If you had to bury a time capsule today, what are the things you’d put in and why?”. These things are to be the one that I’ll want to come back to in a few years. Got me thinking, obviously as I thought how she comes with such ideas while I’ll mostly give a stupid clichéd prompt to anyone if he/she ever considers asking me. By the way, what made it easy was having to write about ‘material stuffs’. Being the random stuffs hoarder that I am, I had plenty to choose from. Read along then. :D


“I have no idea what or where I will be tomorrow,
But my memories will certainly help me remember
What I Am today”

~Ti
           
  • All the photo albums holding our flashbacks.( Going by the count of how many of them we have, I’m afraid I may have to close the capsule at this point itself). Old photos have always been generous to me. They kind of give me solace when I am in a nasty state of mind, which is most of my living times. So, I want to keep them safe.
  • A few selected books. As all I won’t fit I’ll choose a few which I literally don’t want to lend to anyone. It has to be:  A Walk to Remember, Those Pricey Thakur Girls, The Night Train at Deoli, A thing Beyond Forever, Discover Your Destiny, The Other Side of the Table, The Fault in our Stars, which by the way I am still reading and am already in love with. So, I want to keep these safe.
  • The great pile of interior décor magazines which I have been devouring since years. These are all my dad’s collection, just out of hobby and I simply love drooling at the phenomenal designs. SO, I want to keep them safe.
  • A  pocket dictionary I always carried with me when in secondary school. It not only reminds me of the school but also consoles in a way that I was at least remembered for the dictionary, if not for anything else.
  • All the gifts ever received. However much mother tries to make my cupboard look presentable, she fails to. Burying them safe will lessen her headache, at least.
  • The wrapping papers of these gifts, Ah, well, it’s a hobby to store them *grinning sheepishly*.
  • Added to the gifts, all the cards and letters addressed to me. Who won’t love the effort put in especially for them? So, I want to keep them safe.
  • My hoard of Friendship Bands. This again irks mother. But I get kind of emotional when it comes to such stuffs, you know. (In case) Even if a friend gave me a band just for the sake of Friendship Day, I love to assume it was especially picked up for me. So, I want to keep them safe. :)
  • My mother’s Sarees. I like almost all of them, and unless and until it is for someone needy, I don’t like it if she gives them away to anyone. So, I want to keep them safe.
  • A few poems by me addressed to people who deserved it then but perhaps no more now. I want to keep them away. I don’t want to feel that smile that unknowingly creeps upon my face whenever I read them, ‘cause when reality strikes, it hurts. But anyway, I’d like to come back to these a few years down the line just to revisit my rhymes. C’mon! I have to love my work. :P
  • My very first diary. Even if I feel embarrassed reading my pathetic diary entries dated to 7 years back, it’s well, my first diary! So, I want to keep it safe, may be to give tips to my kids on “How to avoid getting embarrassed at your childhood childishness when you grow up”.
  • My slam books. I have always loved them for their sheer cuteness.
  • My bracelets and bangles. Before mother puts them all away I need to keep them safe.
  • Talking about right now, I’d definitely like to pack the candies and chocolates mother has hidden from me. I’ve been searching the box since morning, but all I got was trigger in my hunger. Huh! -_-. I just wish I could plant a chocolate tree. Wouldn’t that be delicious? Waking up to the smell of chocolates as the wind sways the tree’s branches, and then  grabbing one for each course of meal. ;)
  • The clothes of me and my brothers as a kid. Mother loves them and so, I want to keep them safe. :)
  • A Pair of my handkerchiefs. Okay, this is lame, but I just can’t step out anywhere without a hanky with me and ironically, I lose them most of the times. So, keeping a pair safe somewhere would at least rescue me in emergencies. :P
  • The awesome comments I am going to get on this post, I want to take a print out and pack them away. If you know what I mean :P


Eeeps! The post didn’t turn out as I actually wanted it to. Call it the consequence of the hiatus, I felt off-track :/.You can assume I was lying when I said I have plenty to choose from, because when I was finally set go on listing the stuffs, I had a hard time with the lethargic brain and this is what it delivered. I guess there is more to the list but I couldn’t gather things at the moment. :-$. Sorry, the amazing friend, for coming up with THIS on your incredible prompt. But I am happy, you know. I finally did write something. So, YAY to that!

P.S.:  I am currently on this ‘Give me prompt and I will give you a post’ mode. So anyone of you willing to help, please come forward. You will be specially  blessed by Mata Rani :P
P.P.S.: Finally the blog has a FB page, and finally I am updating it here. You can now catch me here: My Wordly Nest