Fleeting Muses.

Okay, so I know I haven't written in a really long while and I feel worse because all these months I was supposed to write because of all that was happening in my life but as always, I have been justifying the name of my website I guess!! :P First of all, there are some stuff that I really should have written about but I didn't or haven't yet..like, leaving my oh-too-good colony, changing to an entirely different life, what I thought would be different and what I was expecting from the life in the US when I was in India (which I think I won't be able to recall now with accuracy unfortunately and naturally!) There was also some other stuff which I have apparently forgotten over this kinda-feels-longer-than-three-months time! So now what I sat down to write about - I am like, sitting in my home on the couch, bored to death and feeling the feeling that I feel about most of the stuff most of the time- 'this is soooo over-rated'!!!! US is over rated! Yes it is

A note in the beginning itself- This is a little long post, please bear with me if you do start! :) It is tough being a girl...who doesn't use guys as she needs. I have thought about this on several occasions but could never muster the courage and gather my thoughts collectively on this to actually write, but some days make you write uninhibitedly (which is how I usually end up writing anyway, but still!). This may not be applicable on everyone but this is my usual observation about the types of guys girls have in their life- most girls have a boyfriend, with whom they share a lot of their life's details, spend all the good time with, spend on and for them but also take out their anger of jealousy on them (which I personally think is fine, because as it goes, if you are getting someone at their best, you should also be able to handle them at their worst). But then, comes the next category. Girls have a guy in their life, whom they go to when they fight with their bo

I just had to document this, not only because it was the best birthday EVER but also because as soon as it got over, it felt like a dream and I wanted to write it down before I forgot a tiny detail about it that meant as much to me as the big parts! :) So here goes-  There was once a girl who thought her birthday was ruined because it came on Holi.. and yeah obvly, that girl was me! :P I thought it was going to be a normal Holi routine day and at the most a get together of 2-3 friends in the evening because rarely anybody would come in the morning except to play Holi. AND, I couldn’t be more wrong. Not did this birthday exceed all my expectations, it was even better because I didn’t expect it coz it was Holi and that made it more special! First of all, a big hug to all those who tried my phone constantly since 11:20 pm till 2:30 am and wished me in the night itself.. to all those who made me stay awake till 4 although I had to wake up at 6 (:P) coz I didn’t know

This is my first poem if you don't count 2 poems that I wrote in 4th standard for the school magazine which went on the lines of "Baarish aayi, Baarish aayi"! :D Initially I was going to go with friendship, but then went with the flow..took me 10 minutes for writing and another 5 for giving some rhyming...it ain't about big words for me so don't expect many!  :) Here goes- When you looked into my eyes, When you pulled me close, And then when you smiled, I wished the moment would never end.. When you scolded me for something, When you protected me from hurting, And when you just gave me a look with a smile, I hoped it wouldn't all just end up in a memories' pile... When you brought me flowers, When you got me a ring, And then when you cooked me something, I wished this would turn into a thing... When we were all for each other, When we never had to think alone, only together, And when we thought this was forever, I thought things wou

I have been thinking about the topic since a long time but as always, I am a lazy writer..or rather, a reluctant one. I don’t know how many of you got the feeling of the post by the title but I should tell you this is one of the strongest feelings I have had over time, increasing just a tad each year, month and day! Remember that girl who is selfish or the guy who is mean? Well, when I think about everybody around me, I am amazed at how a person cannot know who or how he/she is! If she is arrogant or not, brainy or not, considerate or not! I have always been able to see who I am, I know how I behave, what my traits are and if they have changed or not. I know I can be rude at times, but not arrogant, I know I am kind at heart and don’t say anything to hurt people but that I have a strong, well, non-respect towards those who think ‘petty’ things like grammar don’t matter in life. But the point is that I don’t understand how a person can act mean and then be so oblivious about