It's been a while

There are times when I really, really feel like writing. Like fully inspired and all.
And there are times when I'm just blah blah, whatever. I've been blah for a long time now, and today I just feel like posting something.

I am LOVING it todaayyyy! I'm feeling great after so long (except for THAT thing).

SO here it is: Dance show, dance show, yoohooooo! :D I'm super duper excited! Like I couldn't stop jumping and squealing when I got the news.
There's like this talent search competition thingy here at the Naval Officer's Institute in like, less than 10 days, and my friend Nidhi and I entered today.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY :D
I wanna win sooo baaadd!! "Attractive prizes for three best performances." I waaaaaant. Bohot buri tarah!

And and and. I'm making this album... just some random pictures that I want to save. That's coming out pretty good too. Got a new bunch of photos printed today :)

My college also started today... never thought I'd actually be excited to go to FIITJEE :/
SEE. SEE how sad my life's become!

There's that really catchy song that plays when the Z Cafe logo comes on TV: "Check it out, check it out".

My TV is mostly on: Highway on my Plate (Rocky and Mayur are just too cool!), HIMYM (When are they gonna show us the mother!!??!), 18 to Life (It's cute!) and So You Think You Can Dance.

There's just so much I've not written about over all these days that it's all suddenly coming to me.

My Tamil nadu trip was good. I fell in love with Kodaikanal. I thought I'd write something about that... In sometime. Here's a picture for now :)

That little town is so amazing. What an escape from the scorching heat of South India.








This post has excessive amounts of grin and smile emoticons. Well, that's just me at the moment.

ALL SMIIILEEEES!! :) :) :D :) :D

Results

The day started off with me trying to hide the newspaper so that my mum wouldn't notice that my First year Board results were out. I was so nervous. My stomach had this strange feeling, like someone was tying my intestines together.

8 AM- 10 AM : Physics

Prasad Sir gave us numericals on capacitors and some other electrical crap. NO ONE was in the regular I'm-so-eager-to-crack-this-question mood. Anxiety building.

10 AM- 12 PM : Chemistry

RAMESH! My Chem teacher Ramesh Sir, resembles a very bad looking version of Salman Khan. He once told me that I have a very 'tension face'. Which is funny, considering I hardly take any tension. In fact, it'd do me some good if I felt slightly pressured. We blindly copied some notes about ethers and their chemical properties. The results was supposed to come out at 11:30... by 11:15 we'd convinced him to give us the rest of the class off. Everyone was waiting for the break, to call their parents and get the result. 

12 PM- 2 PM : Maths

We didn't let Sir teach AT ALL. He walked into the class, to be greeted by a bunch of students busy on their cell phones. He just smiled and let us carry on with the results. First thing he said was "Aaaan, Akshara Ayyar, what is your mark?" 

He asked me that atleast 5 times in those two hours. 

Some girls started crying because they were expecting 96-97% but ended up with 92-93%. SERIOUSLY! Crying for such a great score?! 

A lot of people in my class got a 90+ percentage. Many 80s. I got my result too... was quite disappointed. But more on that later. 

They put up the result on our notice board for everyone to see. Too much crowd- with some really tall guys- stood in our way like pillars. Everyone checked their marks. Many reactions, some postive, some negative, but the overall performance by everyone was extremely good. Congrats you guys! :)

2 PM- 5 PM : Lunch + Practicals 

That's when the real thing started for me. Got my score, and everyone else's. I was sitting, eating my sandwich, wondering WHY I got the least marks out of all my friends (still feeling terrible). 

72.1% for me. 

I was hoping for 70+. Which I got. But comparing it to everyone else, I just feel so small! 

My mum didn't say much... she said she's okay with it. And so is my dad. They just told me to focus on my 12th and do well this year. Which, I SWEAR I will work on.

Then I attended my Physcis practicals and came home.

Kartik also sent me a really nice email... made me feel loads better. He told me that Neha did reiki for my result :)

I love you Neha!

So anyway. This was a really strange day. But I had Chinese for dinner(YUMMMYYYYY!) and it rained!!!! 

Like my Facebook status says "What a perfect end to a pathetic day."

I'm going to make my tomorrow better. 

New headphones

My ears are lovin' it!!
Oh man, I love these new headphones I bought today. They actually make the songs go BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Bass baby bass!


  <<<<<<<<   ENZATEC - HS502BK


                                        

Purple? :)

New layout, new design. Like like?

This new new blog design is just to lift my mood. I saw this picture on Google(where else? *sigh*), and it just, inspired me somehow. Purple is such a happy and lively colour. It reminds me of a cat, because purple is the colour of royalty. Cats are such royal animals, hence the relation. 

I've finally come to a conclusion as to what I want to do after 12th. Yes, I am studying for engineering, but let's face it. It's just NOT ME. Even if I work my ass off now, and do make it to a good engg college- then what? It's the same MPC bullshit again. Which I am SICK of. 

So after some psychometric tests, and some research I've decided that I'm going to try my hand at media studies. B.M.M.- Bachelor of Mass Media.

EEEEEEEEEEEE OMG I'm already so excited about college! Can't wait to get out of this stupid FIITJEE rut, and this city! I am bored OUT OF MY MIND in Vizag. 

Note to self: STOP DREAMING. Stop ONLY dreaming. As it says on the front of my Physics notes(it's one of those Classmate notebooks- Ya, the picturesque front cover with a quote and the last page of interesting facts)

"The only way to make your dreams come true, is to wake up."

It most definitely is time to wake up.

Hyd trip (2)

Contd from Hyd trip (1)

Highlights of my trip:

- The constant hugging and loving gestures :)

- Dinner at Hard Rock Cafe!

- Car drives everywhere

- Rusty Shailendra- that dog is sooo cuteee.

- Looking at everyone's baby pics.... OH HOW I LOVE BABIES!

- Ashraya- one of the prettiest houses I've been in!

- Helping Deepa Aunty with the big family party... setting up the house

- Some more hugging and loving gestures

- Lunch at Indijoe- and yes, I don't do justice to the buffet!

- Team Awesome and the anagrams game :D

- Meeting the whole family at his grand dad's 75th birthday party

- Kartik and his stupid Rajma jokes. Hmph. 

- On the roof!

- Both Cupcake and Munchkin hugging and crying on the last night 

- Everyone snuggled up together on the bed

- And some more hugging and loving gestures

- That sad drive to the airport. Deepa Aunty's status on Facebook about 'Heart wrenching farewells'. *sob sob* felt so alone and empty.

- TOO MUCH MEAT.

- Retail therapy. One big mall, loads of cash and 3 girls. Muhahaha.

- Shopping for gifts with Aarti. Hahaha, that stuffed toy of Tigger. Too much fun you are Aarti! Missing you :(

- Jeevan Bhaiyya, their Assamese driver. Thank you for driving us everywhere! Chinkiiii.

- Pack up, leave for station. 

- The yummy chaat on the way. Pav Bhaji for dinner!

- Tata bye-bye at Secunderabad railway station. Hugs and promises to keep in touch. 

I will always cherish the memories of these four days. Things may not have been as we planned them, but the basic idea was to have fun and that, we DEFINITELY did. I love all of you guys! 

And most of all, the trip was only possible because of Kartik. He's put in so much for this... He truly deserved this break from his life. *EXCESS LOVE*

The family photo! 

So, thanks you all! My parents, Sam Aunty and Sudhir Uncle, Deepa Aunty, Neha, Aarti and Kartik- for one the best vacations ever.

Hyd trip (1)

Hyderabad! A little break from my usual monotonous rut. 

This trip had so many issues- with all the convincing, constant planning, and then the postponing. Man, we really worked through it. So basically I met up with my boyfriend Kartik, and his AWESOME family. Great fun it was... new place, new people. The perfect getaway.

We were staying with his aunt Deepa. Deepa Aunty is definitely one of the coolest adults I know. She's too much fun! And extremely loving. Kartik is super close to her... he says that he is 'just like Atta'. Which is kinda true. Their house, Ashraya, is so pretty. DAMN I wish I'd clicked more pictures. It has a beautiful front, a little pond with fishes(FISHIEEEE!! :D) and tadpoles, and trees and colourful flowers. One night, I was sitting out and it feels so good, just to be there! 

They have two dogs- Rusty and Taz. I am so not a dog person... which I've been told is very strange. :/ Anyway.

Rusty and Taz! Rusty is really old... so he just sniffs around and comes behind you if there's food in your hand. Taz is the active young dog. EXTREMELY active. Like the jumpy jumpy active. He's cute, but from a distance. I'm just very scared of dogs.

And then Neha and Aarti, his two sisters. We got along so well- felt really good to hang out with some new people. Neha is the elder one... she's 19. She's studying for architecture and interior designing colleges. She being an ex-FIITJEEian, could relate to what I was saying(whining, rather) about that place.

FIITJEE. 

I hate it. Even more now. 

So anyway. Neha and I talked a lot, got to know each other better. She's so damn cute! 

And Aarti. Aarti is 14... but as Deepa Aunty puts it, "She's 14 going on 40." Haha. Aarti is QUITE mature for her age- I guess that's coz she mostly hangs out with people who are a couple of years older. She and I chatted about the randomest stuff. We spent a lot of time hanging out together. Talking late night, shopping- great fun.

And then the rest of the family! They're all such sweethearts. His grandparents, and the rest of the aunts and uncles. A family so unlike mine.

I'm off!

Sooo I'm finally finally leaving on my much-awaited trip to Hyderabad. *EXCITED*

My dad claims to have taken me to the city when I was 4. I don't remember this at all. 

I'm going to Chennai first, for my USA Visa interview... and then from there to Hyd by train.

YAAAAAAAYIE!! :D

No college for one week! 

Been looking forward to this for quite sometime now... and with each time it's been postponed, the anticipation just multiplies.

Aaaand, Samatha's back from Australia! For good. She's going to study here now... though she'll be one year junior to us. 

I've started watching Supernatural, like A LOT these days. Took Season 1,2,3 from Sahil and now I'm downloading Season 4. I LOVE DEAN! He's so cool! With his strong smiles and he's got that sexy big bro thing going on. My favouriitteeeee. Sam is... okay. He reminds me of a wolf. 

OK gotta go!

Byeeeeeee!

Cricket mania

YAAAAAAAAAAY for Team India!! What an epic match. Dhoni- amazing captaincy! When we really needed that nudge to maintain scores and keep the match going... he was there. Drove us to victory! And victory in style... with that sexy winning six! Greaattt match!  


My parents were out of town for a couple of days, during the Ind-Pak semi final. Called all my friends home and we had a BLAST cheering. The noise in my house was unbelievable! Shouting, hugging, dancing and wooohooooooooo! 


There's just something about this sport that excites us Indians. It consumes our attention, and brings out competition. Like they say, cricket is a religion in India. Each one of us loves cricket at some level. Some maybe cricket fanatics, like my brother. My brother LOVES the sport. And some may not be cricket-crazy, but they enjoy a good match from time to time. And of course, some who are bleeding blue just for this nation.


I love cricket for the spirit and excitement it creates, bringing together one and all- irrespective of their social or economic status. You could be anyone, from any place, but you feel completely comfortable walking up to stranger to ask "Bhaiyya score kya hai?" 
It unites us in a way that combines sportsmanship and patriotism.


I hope this is the first of the many World Cups India is going to get home. Proud of you guys!

Water, water - The Khandar Fort trek

I was drinking water in class today, and randomly remembered an incident that taught me the importance of water. 
I was 11 that time and at my first camping trip. The NDAC(Naval Dockyard Adventure Club) conducted a camp at Ranthambore, Rajasthan. It was greaaaat fun. Each day was exciting- I made many new friends and learnt a lot. I missed my family A LOT though (my brother's birthday was then sometime and I cried so much that night). Anyway. 
One of the activities in the camp was trekking at the Khandar Fort, around 60 km away from the Ranthambore sanctuary.

Khandar Fort, Sawai Madhopur, Rajasthan

We were told to carry sufficient amounts of water and to consume it judiciously. Our instructors always made us carry extra water just in case. We took it for granted that they'd let us take water from the extra bottles if we needed it later, all of us happily drank our water- though we were told off by our instructors to not finish our water so soon- even before reaching halfway. For a little while, we did manage with our empty bottles and thirst but soon we started to feel the strain of the trek and the strong heat of the Sun.
We begged our instructors to let us open the extra cans of water. Initially they refused politely but later as the day progressed, and our requests became more whiny, the refusals became "Bola tha na paani jaldi khatam nahi karne! Samajh nahi aata tumhe, akal ke dushmano! Kisi ko paani nahi milega! Chup chap trek khatam karo aur neeche gaao ka hand pump hai... vahan jaake pee lena!"
I think that's what kept us all going throughout. We were SO THIRSTY and tired... the Sun sucked out all our energy, exactly like in those Glucon-D ads. But the only thing on all our minds was to reach the village's hand pump. After what seemed like days, we finally reached there and drank all the water we could possibly stomach. That was one of the most liberating feelings ever. I will NEVER forget the lesson I learnt that day.
Very rarely do we realize the importance of something that is available to us, but when it is taken away, we find it hard to cope without it. 
Water is an extremely crucial aspect of our life, without which we cannot sustain. Each one of us should feel lucky that it is abundant around us. 
Always always always conserve water.

Stay strong Japan.

The damage is done and out-of-control
Everyday, another wreck with rising death toll
A single wave took away
all that there was to take
Houses and families destroyed, loved ones separated
For the rest- it's a whole new world to make.
Hearts across the globe pray for you
to restore at least some normalcy 
in the midst of tragedy
And we pray, that soon someday
you will be back up on your feet.
Stay strong Japan, we're all with you
don't let the hope die
Because today it may seem like the end
but we can fix it, if we try.

Shit.

That is EXACTLY what my mind is saying right now. Shit.
I have my Maths IB paper tomorrow... sucks that there are two papers of the subject I detest.
I never thought the subject would be such a hassle, ever. Till 10th class my Math was pretty okay.




But then again, everything in 10th was easy.


My IA paper could've been so much better. I REALLY REALLY REALLY hope that after tomorrow's paper, when I come out of the exam hall, I have a smile on my face.


I shall go revise now. Goodnight :)

TOP GUN BABY!

Tom Cruise + naval aviation = HOTNESS!!!!!!


OMG, he is so hot. Who wouldn't want those arms! And when he wears his aviators... and that handsome smile of his!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!


Every girl loves a man in uniform. (And I already have mine, hahaha :D)


I should REALLY get back to studying now.
All the best to me!


And Shaurya, if you're reading :)

Eeeks, my Maths Board!

And so... it's finally here! My Maths Board. Tomorrow.


I have never been so SCARED for an exam. Not even like, 10th Social science.
Hopefully things should go okay.


Thinking of a nice place for holidaying in May with family, now that my USA trip is cancelled. My mum wants to go to Singapore. I want to go Goa!! I want my dad to be there too. Like a full on Ayyar family trip. But he'll probably be busy that time. 
Sooo, we're still working stuff out. 
I could really use a holiday. Travelling and seeing new places is great fun :)
On our last working day of 11th, our centrehead said "You'll be getting summer vacation for 15 days- May 15th to June 2nd... but I advise you not to go anywhere because you're seniors now. This is the time for you to focus... in these holidays, you must revise all your portion covered."


SURE Mr Gurunadh. Like that's gonna happen. We all have lives, unlike you. 
He's so annoying.


Shhheeee, all I seem to do on this blog is whine about my boring life. :/

Irritated SO MUCH.

My brother is pissing me off more and more by the minute. I think we may have one of those shout-hit-scratch fights today. URRGGGHH! 

Frankly, I'm a very nice elder sister. 

Yes, I'm also not very modest. But it's true! I'm so tolerant with everything he does. He's 11, but still behaves like he's 3! And if someone tries to correct him or tell him the ways of the normal world, he'll start with his crappy retorts and his over smart looks. 

My mum's standard reply when I tell her that he really has to learn how to behave is, "He's a boy na... boys are always immature. They take time."

And I'm just like "Ooookaaaay??!"

My brother just walked into the room and told me he can write better than Enid Blyton. He's never read a single book by her. 

Recently, I got him a Secret Seven hoping that it'd interest him and get him into reading. Apparently not. :/

Anyway. GTG.

Red in my hair!

I got red hair highlights!!!!!!! Yippppeeeeeeeee :D


I thought it'd be more prominent... the coloured hair is kind of hidden by my normal locks. I got two streaks of red on either side in front, and the tips of my hair  behind. The colour is deep, but the hair don't show much. It's kind of subtle.
Here's a picture:



How's it???

A Good Day

We all have our 'Good days'. It's that one random day which combines the little little things that make you happy... making it worth its name. You don't realize they're coming, they just happen. 

It gives you this nice feeling inside, like nothing can wrong. You smile at everyone you see, you want to hug the world around you, and you just know it's yoouuur daaaayy. :D

Soooo what is my Good day?

- Sunday!

- Kartik's phone call wakes me up :)

- NO COLLEGE!!!

- Coffee in the morning with my parents

- My hair looks nice :D

- Listening to my favourite old English music 

- A lot of Facebook notifications 

- Appa and I making digs at Mummy

- A nice movie on TV

- Rajma chawal for lunch!

- Chocolates/ chocolate ice cream/ anything even remotely close to chocolate

- Random compliments!

- Looking at old photos

- Dancing to myself 

- Time pass at Mrinali's place

- Pani puri with Aashna

- Tanay, Sarah and the others from Dolphin Hill come to Naval Park

- Playing with babies!

- Rare hugs from my brother

- Huggie Gad conferences!

- Chineeeeeeese khaana  

- Late night texting

- A crazy dream

Well, I hope today is your Good day!

Spread that smile people :) :)

* Do check out what inspired this post:

Tally Hall- Good day

I love this song!

Hope tests!

My pre-Boards are on. Or, as they say in FIITJEE, my 'Hope tests' are on.

Hope tests?! Really?! 

Tomorrow's the last exam- Chemistry. I just want to get this year over with.

Oh oh! 4 out of 7 students from our college who cleared the first stage of the KVPY exam, cleared the interview too. Congrats you guys :)

I was reading 'Chicken soup for the Indian Romantic soul' the other day... and there was a really nice story about how a young woman handles her break-up. After a lot of crying and shouting, she takes her friend's advice and decides to get rid of all his stuff from her life. She throws out all the perfume bottles, deletes all his emails.The cute soft toy he gifted- she gives it to a small girl in her building, a personal compilation of comic strips- she gives it to an old couple who are her neighbours. Soon, she realizes how these gestures make people the people around her so happy. While going over her things, she finds a small note in one of the cards her ex had made her which said,

"Law of conservation of love: It can never be destroyed. It can only be converted from one form to another."

And suddenly, it made sense.

True na? 

Raaaaaiiin.

It rained here yesterday!! Lasted only for a short while.. but it was still amazing. Rain has always been very special to me. The feel of raindrops on my skin, the cold breeze blowing, splashing in the puddles- LOVE IT.


Here's a list of some of my most favourite moments in the rain:


* When I was leaving Bombay(my dad was transferred to Vizag) and it rained on my last evening in NOFRA. Vishal came to drop me to the bus stop... but I just didn't want to leave. I kept saying "Okay, I'll go in the next bus." After sometime of waiting there, he said "You wanna walk?" 
And we walked all the way to Woodhouse Road in the rain. That was fun. :D


* All of those times when we were in tuitions, and it poured outside, Shreya and I would get so upset that we couldn't go. Once classes would get over, we'd literally run out and start jumping in the rain. If it'd stopped by then we would stand at Insaf bus stop and pray to God- "Bhagwaan baarish kara do!"- like 5 year olds.


* Kartik was in Vizag last November for his Diwali vacation. The weather became all rainy rainy for those 1-2 weeks. He was waiting at Insaf bus stop for me... and it suddenly started raining a lottt. He called me and said "Hey wait till it stops for a while and then come okay? Don't get wet!" and I just said "Ya ya fine." 
I was there in the next 20 seconds :P
And he had this really cute you-just-won't-listen-to-me expression on his face... Haha! 


* This happened sometime last year... August I think. I had a really bad day at college, followed by an exam, and I was in such a weird mood when I got home. Put on some How I met your Mother episodes and settled into bed to stay there till dinner. My phone rang- Aashna (Aashi lolo many poko! :D) was calling me. She sounded so happy "Aksharaaaaa! It's raining!! Did you see? Come bahar na!" and I went to my balcony and it sure was raining. We decided to meet up in 2 minutes. I raaaaaaan outside... and I couldn't find her! Kept walking around, grinning at everyone passing by. Finally I saw her and I gave her a biiiiig hug! Too cute she is, my Aashi lolo.


* Once, my parents had gone out for a party and my brother and I were alone at home. Around 9-ish, it started to rain. And as usual, I got super excited and asked my brother if he would come with me outside. He was hesitant initially, but he finally agreed. I think that was one of our rare bro-sis moments. We were splashing in the puddles and jumping around and it was sooooo much fun!




"Life's not about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain."

Long time, no post

So I FINALLY saw Band Baaja Baarat. And phir toh bas decide kar liya.. if I don't know what to make of my life at any point- event management, here I come!


For once, my Valentine's day was actually nice. I think giving someone flowers is one of the sweetest gestures. And the flowers + chocolates melted my heart. :) 
There was a small Valentine's dance or something at the Institute here... had a great time there last night. The walls had heart-shaped balloons all over the place. I think it's really nice when people celebrate these holidays and festivals with spirit. I had this OC-craze phase recently... I downloaded the first season of the show and then I just got hooked onto it. Anyway, in the show, I love how the Cohens are so involved in the festive season and celebrate each holiday. 
And Sandy and Kirsten are just too cool.


Things at school- sorry, college(Ya. Apparently FIITJEE is a junior college. It's fun correcting people when they say it, but seriously, we're NOTHING like a college. It's just shitty uniforms, a shitty routine and shitty studies)- have been kind of weird. My principal told me that he wouldn't let me write my Inter first year Boards. And I know he wouldn't actually do it, but when he shouted at me like that I felt reeeaaaaally bad. I'm not used to my mum being called by teachers because they want to 'talk to her' about me. Turns out my mum's not mad at me. She totally took the Physics Department head's case. :D
My Centrehead wasn't there when she came. But she said she wants to speak to him too. I love my mom :) :) 
There's a song by Taylor Swift- The best day- it reminds me so much of my parents.


Mr PS160's birthdaaayyy is coming up. Sucks that I won't be there... but we'll Skype it or something. Missing you! 


Well.. gtg now. Coffee calls.


Good morning!

My thoughts right now.

My Chemistry teacher has a standard line for anything out-of-subject I say... "Grow up Akshara, you're not a kid anymore." And every time she says that, it's like a little part of me cries inside. Makes me think of all that lies ahead- college, work, responsibilities... *sigh* :|
I love what I had. I love what's there now. And I love what's coming.
But there are times, when you sit down and just think. About yourself, about your life. Been doing that a lot lately. 
And it scares me. Not in the 'oh-god-I'll-have-to-get-out-of-my-comfort-zone' way.. it's more of the 'what-if-nothing-works-out' feeling. 
I'm not a very opinionated person... and I'm VERY indecisive. I've been told that I worry too much about the future. But then again, my annoyingly optimistic side keeps me going. I still feel like I've just moved to Vizag and suddenly the four years that have passed, seem like a few days. Time goes by SO FAST. 
I was just telling my mum the other day that very soon I'm gonna have to pack up my stuff and leave... she just laughed and said "Yaaa, I still can't believe you're 16!"
Hell, I can't believe I'm 16. 


Well, there's a whole generation with me on this, so that's some consolation. I hope each and every one of us ends up in some place good, doing something we love.


This post was supposed to be about how I don't wanna grow up. :/
Anywayyy.


Lesson learnt: Stop thinking so much!! 

On 26th Jan 2011

I love parades. I love the synchronized marching, the band tunes, the smart uniforms. I've been watching the grand Republic Day Parade at Rajpath for over five years now, and each time, it amazes me. Today, as India celebrates her 62nd year of being a democratic republic, I wish everyone a Happy Republic Day:)

Before the parade begins, the Prime Minister, on behalf of the people of India, pays respect to the flame burning at India Gate- Amar Jawaan- a tribute to the soldiers lost in the 1971 war... and other martyrs. After this, the PM and other dignitaries present proceed to Rajpath to witness the parade. 

Like every year, it was awesome this time too. 

There's that feeling I get when the tricolour is hoisted... it's a combination of gratitude, love and pride... for my country and country people. This is MY India. It may have issues- corrupt leaders, multi-billion scams, illiteracy, poverty, and so much more- but it's my motherland... and I love it for what it is. 

There is no other country with such cultural diversity and tolerance for so many religions. There is no other country with such varied geography. There is no other country with such resources. And there is no other country with such people. 

We're the right mix of culture and modernity. Our 'paramparaas' and 'sanskars' are all in place and so is our bold forwardness. 

We're the youth of this country. It is up to us to help our nation develop and grow into a major power of the world. What I'm trying to say is explained by one of my most favourite quotes.

"Ab bhi jiska khoon na khaula, khoon nahi vo paani hai

jo desh ke kaam na aaye, vo bekaar jawani hai." 

We're all in this together. 

JAI HIND!

It was never so hard to make you smile.

For over a week now, things have been strange between us. I can't pinpoint the reason and say that- it's because of THIS, or, it's because of THAT... but it's not like before. No animated chatting, no laughs from you. Most of our conversations is just the sound of us breathing. 

It's sad.

True, things are hard- the best we can do is accept reality and make do with what we can. It's so heartbreaking for me to see you like this. And the worst part is, I can't do much about it.

I've tried my shitty logic, I've tried my sad-face, and I've tried to get you to talk to me. I'm probably over reacting but it's all that's on my mind right now.

We were NEVER like this.. I NEVER ran out of things to say to you.. and it was never so hard to make you smile.

1 AM inspiration

It's one of those times when you wonder

"Why was I put on this planet?"

And the thinking starts,

in my case, much to my disappointment.

I always thought I knew what I want

and I'd easily achieve my goal

But today I stand before the mirror

And it shows me a clueless soul.

A long period of inactivity

Devoid of talent and innovation

All these days, a building pressure to do well

combined to a mild depression.

Just as my eyes started to brim with tears

A voice said, "You can still do it."

So here I am, penning down my feelings

and with hope my dreams I knit.

There's so much more that I'd like to be

So much in the world to do and see

And I guess, it's never too late

To break this chain of thought

and do something,

For life is too short to wait.

First post!

Well, here goes. My very first post in my very own blog.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYY!

I have my own blog! :D :D

Just wanted to write something as soon as I created this thing. Funny how I end up doing such stuff when I'm supposed to be studying. 

I have a BIG Math test tomorrow. Ouch. 

Gotta go!