This blog is a part of self discovery, a symbol of my passion for writing - my madness, an attempt to be a part of the 'Write-A-Thon'. This is my space - beyond the judgement of others. Here, I dabble mostly in romance, poetry, shayari, book reviews, social issues that bother me and trending topics (venturing out of my comfort zone) with a dash of personal insights about life - an entertaining fiction itself!
Yes! I am thankful to everyone who encouraged me to write and has been a part
of my month long journey.
it’s been tough. Yes, even though I love writing, it was a bit squeezing, to
write something daily for 31 days, given your hectic schedule.
a challenge like Ultimate Blogging
Challenge will not win me anything. But I am already a winner. Honestly,
people didn’t quite appreciate me taking this challenge up initially; some
said, it won’t keep up the same quality of my writing. Some said, even they had
taken it up but lost hope in a week or so! So if these are the cases, then of
course I see myself a winner coming out of it.
observing and looking out for things to write about, I have surprised myself
too, eventually! Beyond everything, it would not be wrong to say, that it takes
a sincere person to stand by such challenges, weak spirited people
automatically avoid it. It has taught me to be honest and sincere about
commitments, not to show it to the world, but to myself!
to my blog stats, this is my 100th post. 15k+ blog views in 8 months! Tomorrow
I’ll be completing UBC. :D
grown as a person and to some extent my story telling has improved! Thanks to
the tons of prompts I handled, which confined my thought process to 55 or 100
words or maybe some demanding a 5 sentence story narration and creating a plot.
To be honest, I rarely focused on it earlier.
then, I learnt about Haiku, a Japanese form of poem and although they are a
respite when you face writer’s block that you write just three lines and end up
your post, but wait! It isn’t that easy! Restricting your emotions in 3 lines
and 17 syllables! I do accept that whenever I was drained off of thoughts, I
attempted Haiku, maybe to have an easy escape!
writing for prompts and contests of Indiblogger has given my blog a ‘never like
before’ response and boost! How can I forget it was this month that two of my
posts were the top posts on Indiblogger! (Well, I know people who have each
post of theirs amongst the top ones!) But in a way, it is a small achievement
of my successful networking and more than that, people liking and relating to
what I write.
As if a
part of some marathon, I wrote daily sincerely, for Write Tribe, UBC, Haiku
Heights prompts. I wrote poems, framed story plots for picture prompts, did
many a things for the very first time and they did turn out well.
prompt was available, then I expressed my views over some random social topics
which were inspirational, in some sense.
also came a Liebster award from a co-blogger Anmol, this month! My 3rd Liebster
during this month, I received an author signed copy of ‘The Guardian Angels’
from Rohit Gore for a review from Write Tribe!
reading power has enhanced as I make it a point to go through some good writers
and their work. Also, thanking Richa Singh and Nabanita;
reading you both daily was a motivation that I don’t have to give up on this
challenge and it kept me on my toes.
thank you, my readers who give purpose to my writing! Some of you waiting for
my posts, some wishing a post could be longer and craving for more words. It is
lovely hearing from whom ever I meet now, “Oh, you write! Nice!”
good friend a few days back and she said, “I read your posts when I am in a
good state of mind, so that I understand it and learn good things from it.” I
was really honored to hear that! Each comment, each vote is a compliment to me,
that I am doing good! Thank you everyone!
the romantic confines of a relationship, there exist
two feelings that appear similar, but have monumental differences:
love and lust.
is the romantic ideal that drives many to continue through their daily lives,
that directors portray in epic films, and that children read about in Disney
is a wolf in sheep’s clothing, an emotionally expensive imitation of love.
differences are often blurred and concealed by the euphoric effect of each
feeling, but when all is said and done, each feeling certainly leaves you with
a different result.
is a marathon, lust is a sprint. Within love, passion intertwines
with desire, care, and concern felt with different intensities over longer
periods of time. Lust, on the other hand, is a shorter intense swirling vortex
of pure passion and sexual desire. Love is caring deeply for someone - a
meaningful feeling; not merely a common physical attraction, but an
intense emotional interest fused with passion and attraction. Sexual desire is
merely a part of love, not the driving force as is with lust.
when physical attraction declines within a lusting relationship, the entire
basis for the relationship disappears. When a love affair ends, recovery is
long, arduous and emotionally painful. The fallout from a lusting relationship
is usually short and rarely penetrates as deeply into a person’s psyche as it
does with love.
say that love is a legitimate feeling and lust is not is unjustified as both
occur naturally within the human spectrum of emotions. Lust is simply the
quenching of another human need. Without lust, chances are that your parents
wouldn’t have gotten together and you wouldn’t have been born! It also serves
as a reference point which allows us to elevate love to the precious pedestal
we grant it. Lust is the culmination of innate feelings for sexual satisfaction
and attraction while love is the result of the need for both emotional and
been ages, I saw Ritwik. He is my son. I miss him. Talking to him alone doesn’t
keep me happy. I wish to see him.’
call him up and say, we are getting divorced. He will come rushing at this
misery of ours,’ smirked Mr. Patil.
might get frantic and explode on the phone. I wonder what makes him so busy all
the 365 days of the year. The sky won’t fall down if he takes a week’s leave
and comes down to visit us. But no, he
won’t!’ trailed Mrs Patil’s voice.
We parents are like erasers, erasing our child’s mistakes, we ourselves get
hurt because of them and each time we lose a part of ourselves when we vanish
their mistakes, just like an eraser; getting older day by day,’ Mr Patil said.
‘But, aaho we are made to be like this. To help
them, get through. One day, we know we will be gone, yet,’ she said in her typical
her eyes caught sight of Ritwik at the door, listening to each word of their
please forgive me. I know I am at fault. It’s your anniversary today. Sometimes
the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. I felt the pain in your
voice when I spoke to you last. I am really apologetic about my hectic work
schedule. I miss you both as much as you miss me!’ and the trio hugged as tears
flowed down their cheeks.
order to move on, you must understand why you felt what you did and why you no
longer need to feel it.
someone who isn’t afraid to admit that they miss you, who knows that you’re not
perfect, but treats you as if you are, someone whose biggest fear is losing you.
Someone who says I love you and means it, who wouldn’t mind waking up with you
in the morning, seeing your wrinkles, and you gray hair, but still falls in
love with you all over again.
should not rush something you want to last forever.
one point in your life, you will either have the thing you want or reasons why
the whole world was blind, how many people would you impress? Stop impressing
people and be yourself!
just can’t beat the person who never gives up.
will be haters. There will be doubters. There will be non-believers, and
then there will be you – proving them wrong.
smile can hide so many feelings; fear, sadness, heartbreak; but it also
shows one other thing: strength.
careful who you make memories with. Those things can last a lifetime.
comes a time when you have to stop crossing oceans for people who
would not jump puddles for you.
ever solve the mystery of an abandoned shoe on the road? Why is it that every
so often as you're driving along there's just one shoe lying on the road?
There's never the other shoe in the pair, just that one shoe! Does someone
throw their shoe out the window in disgust? Do kids throw their parents' shoe
out? Do they sprout from seeds sewn by bird droppings in the pavement? Or a
shoe left due to an accident, kidnap? What?!
seen a lonely shoe on a dusty road quite often. I wonder why it’s there?
sad shoe that someone has probably flung out of a car or truck,
wonder, why only one?
Something I have forgotten to remember,
That there are always mysteries in life.
no longer go in pairs,
But why did the owner keep the other to himself?
afraid (as I so often am with inanimate objects) to hurt its feelings?
That one shoe on the road, invokes my awe and my sad pity.
believe anyone who is unbelievably good is unreal. Good guys are real guys, with
all their follies, who forget to wish you on special days, but are always there
to pick up the broken pieces when you most need them, like you Sahil.’ Alia said. Little
did she know, her best friend loved her to madness!
come to my mind… Which answer is reliable? I look at you, I observe you carefully; my soul and mind join together to answer me
in some way… In you, I see a tender, sweet yet a fearless and a passionate
woman, branded by the fire of the harshness of life! Forming a shield, an impenetrable castle, but I know that behind all of this, there is an unimaginable woman, who is hell-bent fearless!
Don’t you hate it when you see other people who have
fabulous and bouncy curls and you just wonder how they can manage to
have it and you can’t? All of us want to have the perfect hair, whether
straight or curly. The problem is that when we straighten or curl our hair
using chemicals, or even use irons, there’s a tendency that it will look
limp, especially during the first few weeks. But this isn’t even the worst part
of having a bad hair day. The worst part is seeing other
people who have the same hairstyle as you do but theirs have more bounce
and life. You are left wondering how they can achieve it and you can’t?!
not been very happy with you. This long winter has not only done a
number on my spirits but also my HAIR!
past couple weeks I noticed my hair going super dry and breaking off
at the ends. Normally I ignore this problem or just use an extra bit of conditioner.
But this dryness was really, really bad.
went to the store to do something about it! Bought the Sunsilk Black Shampoo! :D
one day of using it I saw a difference. I swear. I am NOT just saying that. It
has seriously put LIFE back into my weary locks. My hair has
felt healthier, softer, and shinier. I really can’t believe it. I thought I was
going to have to go to the salon and get a very expensive deep
conditioning treatment, but no! I just switched my shampoo! How is that
this awesome shampoo my seal of approval! Thank you Sunsilk for this
incredible shine to my locks! Transform your locks from lifeless to lively!
Recharge your hair, recharge your life, indeed!
-Aayesha S Hakim
in my words, poetically!
not carry the victory lamp,
But still when you look in the mirror, You feel like a champ,
black magic around!
I wish to tell you a tale,
way I was glamorously treated,
Cherishing every minute, I wanted to sing! Others lavishing me with their praise!
Being ‘star of
the day’ is quite good fun,
depth of others’ recognition and stare,
Lets me glide as though I just won,
A ‘Miss Beautiful Hair’ title!
reveal you my mane secrets!
Spend some time with Sunsilk!
Your hair will sparkle, You’ll feel tip top, outside and inside!
you may not wear a medal,
Worn with pride around your neck, You certainly deserve to feel great, So pamper yourself!
are the ‘bad hair days’,
Bring out a special you!
always with me everywhere,
straight, wild mane of mine!
hard when I lose an ounce,
it, condition it, comb it,
may get frizzy from the rain,
me look like plain old Jane,
always get it cut and want to try a new style,
I sometimes tease it to look wild,
all the new trends,
styles will never end,
is like an art,
fringe it, razor it!
Be in ultra modern jeans, with hair cropped,
Be in swimming suit, with hair dripping,
Be in top and middy, with hair thrown back, Be in velvet chudidar, with hair hiding the cheeks, Be in saree and blouse, with hair loosely knotted into a bun, Be in half saree and blouse, with hair tightly plaited, Or be in any fashion that comes into being,
My locks can be flung!
Then came the teenage years of perfection, Pursued yet never found,
curlers, the pain,
teasing and back-combing,
Choking on clouds of hairspray,
All of that, and more, and what for?
blast of wind,
And it would all collapse,
the latest birds-nest style.
times, in my terrible moods –
Though I try to hide in a smile,
Though my dark eyes endeavor to appear pleasant, The most telling indicator is always my hair, Flying off wildly in every direction, As if to mimic my fiery hormones!
I offer them a hairbrush, But the tangles are too many,
like my tangled up life,
are in perpetual protest,
Exacerbating my terrible mood, Billowing defiantly in the breeze.
The salon aunty,
with hair gel and combs,
Towers over me, Grabbing fistfuls of my wind-kissed hair,
Shaping my locks into her vision, Beating them into submission, Running her fingers through my hair, With all her tools of manipulation, Sculpting against my roots, Fighting back, my mane billows in the wind!
And lo! There I am!
to meet the world,
And look it in the eye,
From under that irregular fringe!
Oh yes! I do love my hair- my gifted crown!
hair, never meant to be pinned up, Just like my spirit; free!
Me - Paragliding,
fearlessly, no messy hair!
to deserts without fear of dust,
Long drives without worrying about the wind,
recharge those thirsty locks,
them super silky and weightless!
back your crowning glory!
secret letting out too,
A little furry blanket,
And I can cover both of us, Just you and I! ;)
P.S: 1. This post is my entry for ‘Recharge your hair, Recharge your life’ contest by
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