Thank you for being you!!!

How do I tell u how futile my existence was without you,

How do u i tell u that you are the reason for the abundance in my life,

How do I tell u that you nuture my soul ,

How do I tell u that u r d reason behind my smile,

How  do I expain that I wasn’t living until I met you,

How do I explain those tears of gratitude which roll down my cheeks when I think of what u did to me,

How do I explain the goosebumps I get when u r near,

How do i describe the high that I get after a few moments of deep nothings,

How do I tell u that u r d force dat keeps me going all day !!!!!

Thank u for being youu and choosing me!!

The world of facebook...

Who’s who’s friend and who’s who’s not

Ohh he got married,,,whose attention did he caught ????

What lame status she keeps on writing every time

The possessive boyfriends  don’t let their girls add  guy friends

 coz in their dictionary  ‘it’s a crime’,

I n a relationship and its complicated..,,,

And the status “ One morning u don’t call me I get constipated”..,,

Should I send him a friend request,,what would he think

But I think I should first work on myself and then send him my link..,,

Divided by lines, longitude, latitude;

we’ve typed and  texted  tears, gratitude.

When I sign in ,,its like a cyber vacation

Let me just check  my new notification

What am I doing do u really want to know

Im eating an apple pie and dancing on ‘Jai Ho’,

I should really be dressed  coz they’ l definitely put my pics

And the name of the album would be ”when im with friends I cant stop the clicks’

Welcome to facebook

Worlds latest addiction…

Coz life is better when i shop...:) :)

Shopping .It's a hunt.

a therapy

 a way of life,, but it has gotten out of control...

My romance with shopping doesnt seem to come to an end......

When i shop,i go into a trance..

Its entertainment,

self-expression,

I console myself by saying dat,,,

"If paying for goods causes pain in the brain,

credit cards are aspirin..."(but they create bigger headaches later on...)

 no matter how many clothes I have,no matter how much money I’ve got

By the tempting shopping offers,I’am always caught,

To buy the blue overcoat,with the low waist belt

Only I know with my parents, ’the way I dealt’,

Not my fault,the fresh arrivals are juss soo hot

And now I’m grown up, they cant tell me what to buy and what to not,

Aaah those accessories ,the wrist bands and the watches in that new store

So what if I have similar already,I buy it again giving the excuse that ‘I got bore’,

The colourful  mufflars , the danglers and the high heels

Only a shopaholic can understand by even just looking at them ,d way it feels..,

I love wearing my mood everyday..it makes me look different, look new,

As fresh as an early morning dew…!!!!

When I go to shop, I always have a budget deficit

And believe u me..,,if I still shop.,I have great courage and wit.. :) :)

Dats Me!!

I get excited to the extent that,i hop more than i walk,laugh more than i smile,play more than i work..

I like to sing cheezy part of songs

I love the tingaling feeling of lady bug walking on my hands

My basic necessities are:food,clothing ,shelter ,chocolates & kajal

I sometimes dance wherever i am when no ones watching

i love to meditate

i detest nature post cards

my passions include :collecting funky clothes(wearing too :)) ,my photography, mad dancing , 2 paise humour, writing crazy stuff..

Maa

!It began with the  pain to give me birth

and triggered off to a love soo strong,

She took me in her arms

And touched my palms

In her loving touch

I felt so much

I  felt  that  warmth, I  felt that love

Shes  truely  an  angel  sent  from above

She’s always ready to walk an extra mile

Just so see me smile

I see it everyday in her eyes

Seeing me back  home,  the joy that she derives

She spends  sleepless  nights,When she sees a tear on my face

Comforts me and supports by saying that there’s god’s grace

No matter how hard the time , no matter how high the tide

U were always there to hold my hand

 and u were always there By my side

And the older I got the more I knew,

A mother's love so sincere and true. 

I thank you maa for your tender care

For deep warm hugs and for always being there!!!

A walk down the memory lane!!

The broken barbie doll , learning to crawl
Does he love me?? I wait for his call

Mamma’s lap , the baby food
The world is so bad, everybody’s so rude

Nursery rhymes , friends so kind and good
Buying jackets that specifically have a hood

playing all day without any worries
I miss myself coz im in so much hurry

The prayers before food ,the sweet songs before I slept
Weeping looking at letters in the drawer which I once kept

Mumma used to feed us food
Some other time,im not in a great mood

Playing on swings,hanging bottle in the neck
Watching on food,as the waist is on check

Saying bye bye to aeroplanes
Love the monsoons and getting wet in the rains

Dancing for guests,wearing clothes that were a fashion disaster
Gotta run fast, fast and faster

Everybody listened when I cried
How fast the years have rolled by,but the memories won’t die

With the tiffin in hand mumma came running by
I wonder why it happened I wonder why

Eating crayons,scribbling on wall
5’2 is too short,I wish I was tall

That was the time I took for granted
I crave as I want it

all the odd lines say childhood ,all the even lines say adolescence...,

~ Priceless Moments ~

The late night phone calls

leaving mushy notes on each other’s walls,

those falling tears

those listening ears,

Texting each other without any reason

bunking classes for shopping on the “change of season”,

those crazy advices

that unbearable aloo chaat full of spices,

the “checking out”

the sharing of doubts,

giving wierd looks to people once they went

watching movies on rent,

discussing about our likes and dislikes for hours

wondering why men are so crazy about girls and cars,

sending the lyrics of songs to each other

then laughing so crazily and annoying our mothers,

Clicking pictures in random poses

Not liking our friend’s girlfriends and reacting by making noses,

Those unforgettable prank calls

trying everything and not buying a single thing from the food stalls,

Those short living plans of leaving junk

just each others company makes us soo drunk,

Dialing each others number when in a mess

aahh no matter how much i write about us it l be less,

a bond unbreakable

a trust unshakable

we share

with you by my side no matter how bad the situation is

doesnt seem that unfair!!!