Sunday, 24 April 2011

A new message


People this is story of two girls Ashley and Bells..the two best friend cum sisters:):)
It came to me as an inbox on my facebook account and it was a request to be posted on my blog...This shows their love for each other..


Today I am gonna tell you this story of these two sisters. They were best friends, people who knew them used to compliment them that they are like "two bodies, one soul". And guess what, they really were that way. They loved each other a lot, a lot more than one can ever imagine. They shared every secret. Mind you, EVERY. They couldn't spend even a single minute without seeing each other. The only time they were not together was when they were in school, but at that time also, they used to discuss each other with their friends. Their friends knew that they were best friends and absolutely no one can come between them. No matter how hard one tries to.
They never ran out of topics. They used to talk till 3 in the morning about absolutely everything and at the same time about absolutely nothing. They used to discuss their first love, crushes, crushers, friends, the hot/cute looking guys in their class, etc. etc...
They talked endlessly. The younger sister adored her elder sister a lot. She wanted to be like her. She always used to think to herself, "I wish, one day I could be like my sister!"
Time flew. And then, in their lives came two people, from somewhere, somewhere far off. Two strangers. And I don't quite exactly know, when these two beautiful girls were in love with these two strangers.
Now all they used to talk about was limited to these strangers. They were falling apart. They no more talked as often as they used to do. Now no more their lives were related. They were absolutely into them. It was like those stranger had practiced some black magic on them. Their fights were now, not for themselves but for those two strangers. Many a times they tried to mend their relationship, but it was of no use. Each time they did so, it turned out to be a bad idea. And their relationship with time got even worse. After a few years they went to different cities to complete their graduation. They no more talked to each other. The only conversations they had were "Hi, Hello, how are you?" That's it.
Like this, years passed by slowly, they used to miss each other, but both of them had this thing called "EGO" in them. So, neither of them had the guts to sacrifice their ego, and talk it out, and sort out all the misunderstandings between them.
One day, their loves left them waiting in the rain..they didn't even care to look back and see if they were fine. And that was the day of realization for them. They both realized that people come and go. And because of them they shouldn't let the people who love them the most suffer. That day they both called each other. And cried, cried until dawn. They met the next day and talked out everything that was building in them through all these years. They cried, and cried and cried. And later they laughed too, for being stupid enough to let someone come between them. Once again they were best friends. They again fell in love, but this time not at the cost of their relationship with each other.
They love each other, they always have and they always will. :)
I love you, Di.
Hope we remain like this forever and ever and ever and ever.. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

P.S.: Sorry for boring you. :P Anyways, I love you. ♥ ♥

This what Ashley wrote to Bells...but Ashley promised what she wrote about the love of Bells' life leaving her would never come true...she just wanted to make Bells realize what she had forgotten.. I love them both:):)

A sister duo that will live forever in my heart:):)

Friday, 15 April 2011

What to DO?

It is very rightly said that time flies when you are enjoying life. HIGH SCHOOL a very important year of our lives had just arrived when I was crying and feeling depressed at fact that my class was shuffled and I was left with no close friends in my class but soon enough I adjusted as I had been doing for the last 5 years. (each and every year my class was shuffled since class V) I started enjoying and having fun in class, had few of the most beautiful and unforgettable moments of my life. I was in love with each and every thing about my class from teachers to my classmates who teased me, friends who deliberately pulled out my rubber band from my hair, I learned to give silly excuses for not completing my work, yet my teachers loved me for my naughtiness, my friends helped me cheat in class tests and do did I enjoy helping them. It was a wonderful year of my life. Now my own words appear in contradiction to my words at starting of the session , I used to tell my friends I'm never ever gonna miss this class but look at me now I'm here writing this entire story about my experiences in this class, time changes with the blink of an eye. True... Ain't it?
It was the last week of my regular classes in class 10th when we were handed the forms to opt for streams in class 11th. Earlier I was very clear with my goal and focus in life but a few things changed my mindset and I was left perplexed, I asked myself a million times..WHAT TO DO? I don't blame anyone for confusing me but I strongly feel the more opinions you take the more confused you are bound to get. I always wanted to be a fashion designers but somewhere deep down my heart I knew I wanted to change the world.. and believe me fashion designers only change a person's appearance but to bring about a change I had to do something different.. something that would speak for itself. Deciding the stream for myself was not a task I could just get away with very easily. It was the matter of my entire career. I know a few people reading this would call me immature for I don't give a damn to all that money making thing... I know..I know I sound like my top floor is vacant but that's how I think I would want to work not because it will earn me a living but because it will be my passion. Is it wrong to follow your passion? What if following your passion you lag behind in this competitive world? Will I wrong my life following my passion? Will my opinion about living my life change as I grow up or will I land up doing nothing in my life? These were the questions I put forth myself after listening to the suggestions given to me by a hundred people around me.
I know there would be million students who might have been through the same kind of fix. I know a few whose parents want them to be engineers/doctors even when the students know their potential and they want to opt for some other stream but they are forcefully made to study something they would never make use of in their lives because its not their choice. Will these kids be successful because they are following not their passion but what the world(parents and other) ask them to do?
Sometimes I wish I could just build a future machine so that I could have a future ride to see what I land up doing when I grow up because this question of WHAT TO DO kills me inside!!

Saturday, 9 April 2011

Expectations...

We all expect something or the other from someone or the other...and they do the same from us. A parent expects his child to excel in all spheres of life...a child expects his parents to understand his situation...a friend expects you to never hurts him/her...your love expects you to love him/her forever and ever...and so on. It wouldn't be wrong to say that at some point or the other expectations from the others hurt..whether intentionally or unintentionally..so what do we do then? Should we then stop expecting...and become monks and nuns? Or should we let these expectations hurt us time and again?
So many questions to be answered...
Ever tried a game called swap your roles...I know sounds weird that to solve this long questionnaire of expectations I suggest a game...but if you gotta trust me it is quite interesting and also very helpful. The game requires you to swap your role with person from whom you have expectations. Place yourself in his/her shoes and think if the same is expected of you. I know...I know you'd say what a lecture and silly thing this teen is trying to tell me but...life can be made simpler by altering your way of looking at situations.
What I know... 
I read articles about students whose parents are constantly pressurizing them to get better grades...if they rank second in class not because they studied less but because someone else was better, their parents tend to look upon them as if they are sinners etc..Is this right? Each of us has our capability and we work accordingly and in this world people are better and worse than us..we should look upon both of them and then judge ourselves or others..This is one of the cause why most students write "I QUIT' on walls and opt the easier way out. Expectations need a thought..
Ek free advice to banti hai yaar: I know death is difficult but living life is even harder because life has challenges to face but death has only an end..LIVE LIFE TO THE FULLEST:):)

Sunday, 3 April 2011

Words of a Bruised Heart

The tears have dried
For too long I've cried
The scars I feel
Won't ever heal
This loneliness creeps me inside
It appears to me like I'm on a haunted ride
Now even the tears have dried
Because they tell me for too long I've cried

Once upon a time you made feel wanted
Now even your words have taunted
The trust I showed in you is shattered
Now your love can't make my heart flattered
Can't you see the tears dried?
Can't you see how long I've cried?

The world seems a cruel place
In which each one of us is in a race
If  gullible you are
You won't be able to run too far
From what I've learned you gotta be strong
Even if the entire world seems to do you a wrong
Live always with smiles that shine
And if you gotta take the words that are mine
The tears will dry
After a while you cry
You will sure have an opportunity to laugh the other day
And those happy days will be there to stay!!