Add 'ZING' to your life!

I love the way some people live life with full zest. They squeeze out every drop from life and relish it. They don't fear making mistakes. They fulfill all their wishes, spend their money, live life without regrets. I wish I could lead  such a life someday.
You never know what may happen next. You have everything at one moment, the next moment life cruelly snatches everything away from you. So it is important to take everything 'positively' and add ZING to you life!
How? Let me tell you :D

1. Get a Hobby
In this competitive world, academic excellence is simply NOT ENOUGH. Learn something new. Play the keyboard, learn guitar, write a poem, cook something new, click pictures. There are so many activities and fields yet to be explored! When I get bored, i pick up my guitar or look for inspiration for a new blog!

2. Socialize
Make new friends. Talk to the girl who has been looking at you since quite a while. Say 'HI' to the guy whom you see everyday. To add ZING in your life it is important to meet new people and develop new bonds.

3.Get a new look
Cut your hair in a different way this time. Experiment with your wardrobe. Streak your hair! :D Next time when you go shopping, buy something you don't usually wear. I either experiment with my eyes lenses/spects/ new spects or my hair long/short/ponytail

4.Connect with nature
Once in a while, it is important to explore you inner self. You should be 'self-aware'. Aware of your own strengths and weaknesses. So go on nature walks. Explore natures beauty. Hear the birds chirping and soothe your eyes with the greenery that surrounds you.

5. Do something adventurous
Try something which will give you a lifetime memory. It can range from scuba diving, star trekking to adventure sports.
I once went to explore forest with my friends. It was a lifetime experience :)


Life has so much to offer! Go explore the unexplored, do the undone!

Family outing, balloons and more

Last week we had a FAMILY OUTING. A thing which i loved in the past but now seems like a cliche to me. My dad wanted to go to some dhaba, my sister twitched her nose in disgust. I proposed to go to some beach. All others showed disapproval. Finally Marine drive was agreed upon. Dad drove the car. Mom was sitting on the front seat. We sisters seated ourselves at the back. My dad kept asking questions and cracking silly jokes to keep the conversation alive. I was busy texting.

Finally, we reached our destination. Mumbai indeed looked beautiful. For my Non-Mumbai blog readers, this is the place.

I was lost in my thoughts with the beautiful sea in front of me. My family outing was much better than i had expected it to be. Dad brought some sandwiches from the nearby stall. I took part in my family conversations too. After becoming a teenager, I realized I had forgotten that fun can be had even with family.
We laughed, guffawed and had fun. I don't remember the last time i spent 'quality time' with my family.
Then, a helium balloon seller passed my us. I don't know why, I had a strange urge to buy them (they didn't fascinate me much). I persuaded dad to buy some for me. He didn't deny. I brought the purple ones. Khushi chose her usual 'PINK'.

When we had to leave, I released the balloons in the sky. I realized that sometimes, we just have to forget everything and live in the moment. We have today with, and thus we must make the best use of it. Have fun, spend time with your family.
Cause some moments are like helium balloons, once gone never come back.

I indeed had a great time with my  friends family!

There's always HOPE

Express your care!

A few years ago, when I hugged a guy best friend of mine I received one of the best compliments i have received so far.He sent a text saying "Thanks for the hug. Your are like a teddy bear. Nobody hugs me at home."

Initially,I had ignored the second part of the message. My eyeballs fixed to the first part. Was i soft or gentle enough to be called a teddy bear? Or was he referring to the extra weight around my belly? But the second part moist my eyes.

My military background has privileged  me with a huge collection of friends. Some gentle, some not so gentle. Some are conceited others are overconfident. Some are happy how their lives work, some just cant accept the way its working. Some believe they have the best lives, others are just depressed.
The reasons for depression vary from broken homes, low grades, under caring parents, being victim of bullying etc. Whatever the reason maybe, I hate seeing teens depressed! Aren't they supposed to be full of energy and a zest for life?

There was a point when I had gone into a mild depression. I had experienced a downfall. And i was just not strong enough to cope up with it. At that time I had friends who made me feel better and forced me to believe that life is worth living. I can never thank them enough :) They have taught me how to live positively.

Since then I try my best to keep my friends and acquaintances out of this phase. you don't need to do much. Just hug them and tell them that there is someone to whom your existence matters and life is truly worth living it :D
I did it a few years back and still am. Are you?

7 reasons I CAN"T fall in love and have perfect marriage!

I sneered and a broad smile of satisfaction spread on my face after I had completed an half an hour long debate with my mother on the topic given above. After successfully winning the argument, I decided to show the humorous side of me on my blog! 

How it started
I'm quite firm on my decision of not marrying. My mother isn't pleased it with though. She asked me to give 7 arguments which justify that i simply CANNOT fall in love and have a perfect marriage. So here it goes

1. I don't wear salwar-suit. So my dupatta can't fly in high fashion and land up on a guys face.

2. I don't wear salwar-suit so again my dupatta cant get stuck in some guys shirt button!

3. I don't have a childhood Bestfriend who is still with me. So i cant grow up and realize after 20 long years that I'm in love!

4. I don't know how to kneed dough (ata gundhna) so I can't imagine any guy coming and help me do it and
then we miraculously fall in love!

5. I am going to do CA intern. That means no college for me. So I don't expect any rich, spoilt boy travelling with me on the journey from enmity to friendship and after 4 years confessing his love to me :p

6. I don't wear to high heels. Even if i do, I don't atleast stumble in them. So I cant fall in love with someone at the workplace after i break my heels and accidentally fall in his arms. (bliss)

7. Guys don't usually abuse me in public places.(don't ask me why!) So I will have no hero fighting alone with 10 guys and giving them punches all over their face or anywhere else :D(hehe!)

MOM I won this argument! :D

I miss!

I miss my days in Delhi, where I was in a all girls school. Yet there was minimum amount of bitching/gossiping. Me and my gang of girls travelled in every nook of Dwarka.

I miss the days when dad would come home in the evening and get a soft toy or some special stationary just to see the surprised look on my face.

I miss my childhood guy best friend Amey. We had been together from the day he has born and stayed friends till we were 4.(I last met him when we were 13)

I miss my days in Baroda where we had a campfire in the park and asked each other daring questions. One of the elder guys out there played guitar. (Isn’t that the best atmosphere heard of?)

I miss the evenings when mom used to make apple/orange/lime juice for me considering caffeine was unhealthy for a 7 year old. (Precisely now I live on it.)

I miss my eating golgappas and mughlai food in Delhi and going out with ice cream with my family late night.

I miss going to Tanmaya’s house or she dropping over mine in order to finish some homework and end up doing nothing.

I miss going in school in a Van in Baroda and the way me and Sappy troubled the elder guys out there yet they took it sportingly.

I miss my days in Ooty when horses were the most convenient mode of transport (Really!) and we didn’t have a summer uniform.

I miss the days when my sister was just too small to understand certain things and I could get away from everything putting the entire blame on her.(Did I ever mention my wicked side on this blog?)

I miss the last time I played holi. It was in Baroda. I had the best company out there! After I left that place, I didn’t play holi. It has been 6 years.

So jobless!

This is probably my 4th blogpost of the day. And i wouldn't mind posting a few more :p Its almost been a year since the day i took baby steps into the world of blogging and now i am acquainted to start a new year!  ow, my life is confined in a 500 sq. feet room and my blog. I have become the dull nerdy girl I used to hear being sometime ago...

Once I too had a perfect life. I had achieved success. Winning the best elocutionist trophy and being crowned as the 'Student of the year' had marked the beginning. I had won my school elections and was writing my own column in a teen magazine. But destiny had something else in store for me..

I moved to Mumbai. And sometimes some changes which happen in a spur of moments have the power to change a chain of event that follow. Initially everything had its own charm, but the glittery phase soon faded away and now I sit in front of the computer screen trying to draw inspiration.

Once...
I was known to have the loudest voices amongst my friends! My mom used to refuse to take me out unless I promised to keep my voice low and avoid embarrassment.
I had the best group of friends. My little world where I could be lost anytime.
I shared a amazing bond with my mother. I didn't need to tell her if I was upset. She could sense it. She knew all my deepest darkest secrets.
My smile was the best amongst the group and a couple of times, strangers complimented me for it!
I was confident enough to go upto a stranger and strike a conversation.

Now,
The only time I talk is when someone asks me a question.
I had no friends to speak of. My phone's battery is dead and my trust has been broken.
I hardly talk with my mom. Our usual conversations involve whats cooking in lunch/dinner.
I dont remember the last time I ACTUALLY smiled!
If someone talks me me i stammer and can't think of anything!

and sometimes, you just have memories left with you.