Soulmates! May be!

You plan a new year; a new beginning; a new holiday destination; an awesome vacation with your boyfriend. You pack bags, book flights, hotels and Google top 20 places to visit in Goa. You set all your heart & mind and are ready to fly. But Boom! Life is not what you plan. Life means unpredictability & unforeseeable events- a chain of them to drown your foolproof plans and be ready for life changing events. Your boyfriend meets his best friend. You meet his best friend’s girl friend and within a few days, you know whom you have met. Boys are from Mars! Right? So what happens next?

According to me, gone are the days of “best friends”. Though there exists a clan of girls on this earth who believe in Bffs but they also believe in existence of selfies with pouts. So we aren’t discussing them here. But do you believe in soul mates? Do you know who soulmates are? I guess it’s beyond relationships and friendships. It doesn’t discriminate on the basis of gender, race, caste, religion. The soul doesn’t know these worldly attachments. It’s more of a Sufi Rumi connection. Like air, it exists in this universe for each and every one of us- unattached, free, independent, and light. Some of us are able to decipher and reach to it crossing all boundaries, most of us don’t. It never demands, it never expects. It only silently stays and keeps sending positive vibes to the other soul. Your best friend completes your day; your better half completes your life; but your soul mate completes you to the salvation and beyond. It purifies the soul from all infidelity.

Scene 1: I sit in a corner with a glass of cola in hand. People need alcohol to get drunk. Here, my life keeps me addicted with all fuzzy head and a melodrama heart. I see her hanging out with his friends. I say ‘his’ as it’s her boyfriend’s birthday bash and she looks happy indeed. You know appearances can be deceptive. At times, people form sheen of lifestyle around them. It’s difficult to look beyond that sheen but once it breaks, allowing someone to enter into dark caves of other’s heart; you realize people are more than what they appear to be. It was difficult for me to know her. Knowledge is not based on state of mind; rather it’s more of perception.

I want to break through her heart as well as the house which is choking me to sleep.

Scene 2: The bus is about to leave and tremendous hurry overpowers my mind. She is supposed to panic but it is vice versa. I have my things packed. She has to do that in 5 minutes. As she keeps her boy friend’s clothes, she asks gently,” Do you need any help?” The statement would have gone unheard if it would have been a normal scenario because honestly, I’m a ruthless person. But how does someone manage to care for an almost stranger girl even in such rush hour?

I run with her and all respective guys to catch the bus. I want this trip with her.

Scene 3: I see her sitting on a rock. She is seeing her boyfriend who is throwing my boyfriend in salty waters. The waves come with hidden, deep strengths and you never know how hard they are going to hit the shore. The calm looking ones often bring great havocs. I read her calmness. May be, I’m seeing a turmoil of guilt behind her eyes; May be I’m seeing a turmoil of revolt! May be! I don’t know.

I want to know her more! May be!

Scene 4: What if your boyfriend has pain in his ass? Like a real one (no abuse I offer)! You make him climb on his best friend’s back and you choose to drive with your boyfriend’s best friend’s girlfriend! It is a journey for the lifetime. Sometimes you meet people, who without much knowing you, are capable enough of completing your thoughts. They inspire you to follow your dreams. You get inspired by seeing them follow their dreams. She has magic beans- she could manage a road trip to Leh-Ladakh; permanent tattoo art in Nepal; ride bikes like a boss in the city; travel & travel despite reaching hospital almost dead. She is one of the pearls in the deepest of oceans who knows how to shine even from the grey caves of life. If your childhood is not happening and you are not the favorite child, trust me! Life is challenging for you. Despite that you choose to live life on own terms & conditions, Man! Then you are a challenge to life.

I want to live my dreams now.

Scene 5: What if you leave your boyfriends – who have pissed you off and you have given up? You decide to climb an unknown rock, witness a beautiful sunset, eat panipuri, and walk a sanguine beach as it gets dark. It’s an evening you will never forget. Sometimes, doing a few things for yourself may give pain in ass to others (Now I’m abusive) but then it’s all worth it. Often it’s the soul mate ,who can rejuvenate the forgotten powers of soul. I know she is there for this evening; for a few hours! To watch the most beautiful gift of nature. She tells me to be happy- no matter what! No matter who comes & who leaves! No matter how things go in life but it’s your life and you got to choose your happiness.

I hug her.

Scene 6: She loves water. I hate water or rather I’m scared of it. How dreaded I’m in water sports! I see myself drowning though there are 6 trainers to save me. But you can’t help with this mind! If it smells fear, it imagines fear and I’m dying. That’s the end of story. She knows my mind. She holds my legs to keep me above water. How can she be so strong and bold and loving and daring and caring? All at the same time!

I’m back to the beach and I’m not the dead. That’s the end of another story.

Scene 7: She holds scarf around my head as I drive the dark roads in cold nights.

She is the keeper.

Scene 8: I have a weird habit of closely looking at people as they leave. This is because of two reasons:

First, I know most of the times I’m not going to see those people ever or may be after very long.

Second, brain is the best photographer and heart is the best treasurer to store last images.

With her, it was different. Before my mind could click her picture, I realized she was already doing the same. Probably that can happen with soulmates. I stayed quiet. She hugged me and said,” live your life the way you want. It’s yours.”

I wish to see her again.

In the end, I have a few questions. Can more than one soul mate exist? As I have one already from before. Do soulmates change with time or are they same forever? Do you believe in soulmates? Do you believe in better halves? Do you believe in best friends? Or do you have Bffs and you are going to get selfies after reading this? May be the pout selfies aren’t that bad! May be!

Love vs. Arranged Marriage

Oh yes! I’m back with the most debatable topic in our country- India- the land of customs & moral values & of course the land of “ chaar log kya kahenge, society kya kahegi, duniya thookegi tujhpe, apne baap ka naam barbaad karegi” & so on. I mention only “India” because other countries like Ireland have better gay problems to deal with.

Honestly, I don’t care if love finds its way or arrange gets itself arranged. What I’m going to talk about is whether we as youth trust ourselves & are capable of taking a STAND! My next statement is probably going to hit your minds-

“If we blame our elderly citizens for the disasters of honor killing, I blame US- THE YOUTH for the equal contribution to this problem.”

True story!

We discuss honor killing, women empowerment & equality. I want to ask the respectable women of our country- do we even want equality? Sadly, I meet the beautiful, educated girls from various cities who very strongly believe that men aren’t supposed to work in kitchens or share their responsibility of other household chores. It’s okay if we have seen that behavior in our homes but what difference are we making in the society if we cannot change our thinking? This existed when women didn’t go out to work as doctors, actresses, bankers, engineers & men of course never cooked. Do I need to remind that today in the 21^st century both men & women are equally working? Do I need to bring in focus how men win the cookery shows & women climb the Himalayas?

I have another question but for the young convent educated gentlemen- what kind of wives do you dream of- educated one or a literate girl? Literacy leads to degrees but education leads to wisdom. Yes, the sad part about our men is since they are men, they can’t give up on egos. Won’t it be so painful seeing your girlfriends talking to hundreds of people in public in much smarter, better ways than you? Won’t it be so shameful that your wives will contribute with more intelligent and technical inputs in your business? And trust me, girls won’t go against your wishes, families’ wishes& not even against the wishes of colony, relatives & may be strangers too. So they will take up a job and that too, only if you allow & earn a bit to prove that they are literate. For the rest, there are kitty parties, daily soaps, parlors & shopping.

And all those who disagree with me right now, look around you. And before looking around, look into yourself – how many of us have the courage to take a stand for something we believe is correct? How many of us are ready to face anything & everything for the stands taken by us? How many of us have the courage to go against the world despite being alone? How many of us trust ourselves, that with our words & effective skills, we can emotionally or may be logically convince the other party to our side? How many of us have given up after losing something/someone and how many of us are still struggling to begin afresh? How many of us remember that we aren’t supposed to just breathe? We are supposed to live, make our lives better.

Stop worrying what others will say because they will keep on saying no matter what. Stop worrying about the society because it’s we who make the society. Stop worrying about the right & wrong time because time won’t wait for you- it’s changing. Stop worrying about right & wrong things because again, it’s subjective.  Stop judging. Stop just letting pass each day by you. Stop blaming the past or worry about the future. Wait! Ask yourself- are you progressing? Are you doing things you wanted to? Are you with people who can be your support system? Are you listening to yourself? Or is your voice no more audible to you?

I won’t write much because this time, I want my readers to express, comment, come up with their ideas and tell me what they think of.

And I kept the title love v. arranged marriage because I often get reminded of two types of friends of mine- one who have special ones in life but are ready to sacrifice their love for their families & the others who are too critical about the subject love v. arrange- simple advice-

shadi ka laddoo jo khaye wo bhi pachtaye aur jo na khaye wo bhi. Toh love ho ya arranged, fark nahi hai zada 😛

Eagerly waiting for my friends & readers for their opinions.

LLFs from GMCS batch 49

And in what ways do you describe this?

You meet a bunch of strangers & at the end of 15^th day; you take them home as lifelong friends (LLFs)! You get tons of love from people across the country- from Jammu to Punjab; from Patna to Delhi; from Mujaffarpur to Meerut! You laugh; you cry; you dance like drunkards; you live- you live millions of moments- the unforgettable ones! A lot of photographs and a heap of selfies- but there’s a lot more- I carry IMAGES in my heart- random ones- here & there- forever & ever.

I see Avinash sitting next to the mentor. Her red bangles fascinate me. A teardrop for her lover- simply adorable. Next to her, I see Naina- with her pretty eyes, the gaze she has- defines her zeal to listen patiently.

Further, I see Ashu- I rather hear Ashu speaking in fragile tones like little babies. Close to her, is Tulika. She is singing, laughing, fighting with her brother at India Gate, making “I can eat you raw” faces in Ravish’s class but her melodious voice overpowers everything and melts like marshmallows. Oh! I see Shaleen too! A loving & caring brother- I see him in purple shirt with a matching tie. I carry an image of him being a law teacher.

On the other side of the round table, I see Rajat & Nawaz sitting like twins in light yellow. Carrying nerdy looks is never out of fashion- I swear upon that! And sometimes faces without expressions are answered by sweet melodious voice- blessed is Nawaz & so are we to have him.

I see Ravish- our lifelong friend with his amazing, amazing personality, unbeatable sense of humor, endless dedication & fascinating face reading art. The way he interacts- he creates a spellbound mystery in class. The Whatsaap groups, the parties, the unbreakable friendships are all his gifts to us. We know the golf balls & the sand ,Ravish.

I see Rahul from Meerut- a simple man; a great friend; an introvert; one who never forgets to make his presence feel; a bit scared yet has courage to speak his ideas in front of 60 people. On his two sides, I see two beautiful girls- best friends- poles apart- Priyanka & Aparna. One who hasn’t seen the world & the other, who can make the world, go O! la! La! Aparna- her long hair & pretty eyes; glossy lips & royal catwalk; belly dancing & love for selfies could mesmerize anyone. Priyanka- her white blue dress with the dupatta flowing around- reminds me of those endless skies which are yet to be discovered by her.

On the other day, I find CS Govind Sir with ultimate roller coaster ride of humor and we only say    “ AAN DE”.

I see SSS- Sanskriti, Sonakshi & Sonali- girls chattering & chirping, playing Antakshari in metro & giggling on tunes of Washing powder Nirma- they add sweetness to the raindrops in those beautiful long walks. The gentle words of Sanskriti could lit many candles while the uncountable birthday claps for Sonali making her blush- everything is engraved somewhere in that conference room.

In another row, I see Raghav eager to promote his jewellery shop and open a lounge. Along with him, I notice Himanshi with those beautiful dangling earrings and a smack of Kajal. I see another Aparna smiling in pink purple shirt and Arpit in red with tinkling white teeth- party mood may be! I see Daisy- like morning glory- spreading the fragrance of femininity. I see Priyanka on the last day in red coat- her curls are beautiful & so is her way of conversation- simple & sweet.

I see Anjani Sir with omniscient knowledge and unmatched temper. The big discoveries about CA diaries & performances shock us. The talent he owns is a WOW factor for us.

I see Gaurav & Sakshi – dancing on the tunes of some Punjabi song- they both truly define the culture in most interesting manners. I see Pankaj as an amazing person- with zeal to grow & take everything he could- knowledge & lots of friends. Rajkumar is someone who actually steals millions of hearts- he carries the endless love for his land; the unending strength to prove himself without letting language being a barrier. I see him at Hauj Khas lake- smiling, clicking pictures, telling stories at ICAI canteen; talking about the village; talking about life. He is truly a prince as his name suggests.

Sumit- I see him full of confidence, questions flowing beyond the brim; I also see a daring person- ready to face any challenges. I also observe him asking funny riddles near the lake. He is a beautiful gem- helpful, cheerful, and a bit difficult to be understood & needs some polishing. His oratory skills dumbstruck people (including me).

With him, I find the Amrapali boy- Subhanshu- can win ‘maximum selfie’ award, bright faced, smiling in pink shirt, pierced ear and full of energy. There sits Kritika- calm & peaceful, Golu- molu teddy bear with immense knowledge of Sri Sri Ravishankar. Munjan sits next to her- Munjan- a rare name and a rare girl to find! Vikas- trust me! Spectacles are never out of fashion. I remember selling a hypothetical land for his probable kids. CA Pooja- a bit confused yet confident.

Oh! I fail to recognize Rishabh on Saturday DJ night in white & lenses. Cute boys are always trending.

I find Kapil Sharma too- CA Amit Arora sir- the DD National star & the RJ- some people make you believe are from some very special planet- the heights which are so difficult to reach for common people. He is a charmer and all my words fail here.

I hear a noise from the backbenchers- a bunch of talented, elite people- Sweet Sanchita; Upasana with big, expressive eyes carrying dreams of journalism; Bond- Piyush Bond; Kabir in the serious attire with matching expressions; Ruchika’s long hair straight from SRCC. Happy Harshit- too popular among ladies!

I also know Pawan- the shayar; the true learner; a great boy; sweet & hard worker. I miss him.

And then I see Neha- “mukh choom le le le”…. Little doll, sporty, fun loving, happy-go- lucky. Close to them, I find Meit- his sense of humor rocks & so is his beautiful voice. He is also surrounded by many girls- Priyanshi, the opposite twins Nikita & Nitika. I see the silent Sindhis- Vandana & Kunal along with Nikhil.

And then in my long walks of life- I see these few. This one write up won’t be enough to describe a few special ones.

I see Surabhi- hugging me tight; sharing drinks; telling me all that she could; occupying the “ dude” position in class; dancing no matter what; full of life despite a broken bone; she is the girl I want to be – free, independent, cool, hot, bold & bindass, amazing, driving her life on own trance! She is a darling & I love her.

Aman- tall, handsome, big glasses, maroon shirt- full of news , full of masti, full of making plans & then cancelling them! Man with a big heart. He can make anyone smile despite being in pain! His pendulum movement of neck & All India Radio mouth- I won’t forget! These are rare species to find & once when found, should be kept safely.

I see Nitten bhaia- a genuine human being- again rare to find. I walk with him as he draws the sketches of Jammu in my head. Like a saint- he chants & like an obedient disciple- I follow; I’m keen to listen & learn from such introverts. They are the ones who make lives easier.

Vineet- swinging from happy to sad expressions; from teaching kids “ Navni nath ja” to gazing at beautiful teachers; I see him in green- driving rickshaws; he talks of distant people from distant world. I wish him all the happiness.

Mohit- he is the real heartthrob. As he enters into class on the first day, I try to figure out his face resemblance & as he leaves on the last day from Connaught place, I’m still trying to figure out but the untold story of friendship. I see him dancing with the screen talking things I don’t understand. I see him as a great child making his parents proud. He is a book I love to read more & more. His words often echo in my ears – gentle soul.

Beside me, I see Bharat- And trust me, I can go on writing a thesis on him if I don’t stop myself here. All I can say is you see him, you see me. In my eyes, he reflects. If all this is possible, it’s because of him. If I’m possible, it’s only because of him.

I think I have written enough; said enough. In the end, I ‘m left with- “I love you all” & thank you for being a part of wonderful journey called LIFE.

Because it was her day…

                                                                                                                 I remember her first glimpse of my life- 17 years ago in a cousin’s marriage. My uncle said, “She is my super brilliant daughter, class topper and winner in every field she participates in.” I didn’t understand that little girl who was a bit more than my age. She jumped quickly from one bundle of carpet to another. I didn’t understand the concept of marriage and of the people. Honestly, I still don’t understand the marriages and the people of this world. The only statement I knew at that time was, “ both banti hai na khud ko yeh ladki.”

It meant class 5^th girl is too proud and rude to talk to a girl of class 1^st.  Oh! She had a twin brother too whom I didn’t remember at all.

I remember her other glimpse- 4 years ago- running from here to there, carrying baskets and saris, calling people, asking if anything needed and forgetting to get ready on her own sister’s marriage. But she looked beautiful. The only accessory she had was a bunch of ‘Mogra’ flowers in her hair, glittering her calmness.

And today, I see her again. I’m looking at her from a distance. Her red-yellow lehnga seems to be flawlessly dancing in her happiness. She is calm, smiling at me. The unspoken words 17 years ago- I’m listening to them today.

Beauty with brains is not that rare but a combo of beauty+brains+unblemished heart is still uncommon. She defined it all. I wonder how she manages the waves of fear and surprise, the sounds of nervousness in her heads, the pain of leaving and the joys of accepting new. The uncountable photo clicks probably scare her but it’s her day and she knows how to ‘Be The Winner’ in all fields.

Her ‘Mehendi’ denotes the endless love she encompasses. Her twin brother holds her tight in his arms as he carries her through the passage and then gently gives her hand to the Prince she had been waiting for.

The secret smiles, pink – red blush on her face, the spark in her eyes- say it all. As she accepts those seven vows, I know somewhere it’s much more than that for her and she accepts it for today and ever. I’m tired. Or maybe I’m not ready to see her going. I want her happy. As she goes for her beautiful life ahead, I return to my sleep.

I know she will handle it all because you know- she is the winner. She is LOVELY. She is HAPPY.

His raw truth often offended women. His distinguished humor instilled jealousy in men. An unseen aura of love & peace surrounded him. He was a self-made man of undying thirst for a better life. He was my man, I had been waiting for….

HE, SHE & ME!!

It’s 2 in the morning. She is sleeping on the couch opposite to our bed. She gave us this bed- us- me & him. I’m awake like you. He is also fast asleep; tired; encompassing me in his arms. I close my eyes. Sometimes it’s not sadness but rather happiness which doesn’t let you sleep. And when friendship & love blossom your life together- each day is worth a celebration.

I see Piya- she is crying probably in the kitchen.

Raj is lying by my side, quiet. She was going to cook but in her domestic phone fight, she has forgotten. He is hungry;

I’m blank. It’s 1am. She wipes her tears to cook for him. He fights against his sleep to eat because she cooked for us.I simply smile.

Often memories come in a chain reaction- one followed by another- an unstoppable one. I see her scared of ice skating. She sits comfortably in a bar. I see him trying his best to float. Ha! I do so perfectly! I’m so good at it. I love speed. He loves me. She loves me. Bump! I fall badly. He picks me up quickly. She comes running with spray. I know they will handle me & that too with care.

I see her at my home. Oh! It’s my day! I have to perform on stage. She is my make up man. He is too here. He will take me along in his car. How selfless people they are! Lucky me!

I’m drunk. Am I babbling? May be! But I still see them. They are speaking in words which I don’t understand! So of course I fail to write here about it. They will take me home safely.

He teaches me. I teach her. We girls get nice t-shirts for him. He gives us beauty tips. They laugh at their own weight & then suddenly I look so thin in front of them! They click a lot of pictures.

They believe in keeping memories safe. I engrave in my heart- I’m his “rattu tota” you see! She prepares cutlets. He cooks pasta. Oh! Btw, I just know how to make bad teas and good coffees!

We make plans! I prepare gifts for him secretly with her. She is the mastermind of crime. He is the rescuer and I just have fun! We eat a lot. We chat a lot. We laugh; we cry; we shop; we cook; we love & love like anything. I see him picking up the fallen Dahlia from our garden. He is so adorable. I cannot define him at times. I see her asking for a small little orange flower. She decorates in her hair. She is beautiful, beyond my words to express.

She brings cake for my mum. He brings all that he can. I suffer from chicken pox & she comes immediately to meet me. I get a weird infection on my nose & he emerges with all medicines. They never let me down. I probably do at times because I’m busy in hitting and beating and abusing the rest of the world! Also because they both want a share in my garden & the rest property!!!

Jokes apart, this is just to tell- look around you. There are pure souls still existing. All you need in life is love, a doze of smiles- true ones. A cup of coffee & a chit chat. There are people out there who want to hug you, give all that they have, love you and make you happy. Don’t let them go; hold them tight & love them.

I’m still awake- it’s 3am now. She is sleeping, lost in her dreams. She sleeps with a bit eyes open. He is feeling cold probably, trying to hide himself in me.

17 lessons you learn when brought up by a single parent

1. Life is not that easy.

The world looks like a jungle to live in!!

2. But life is not even that bad as you assumed.

I’m trying to be the Tarzan in this jungle!!

3. You realize that people will come & go but life will keep moving on at its pace.

You are definitely a great fan of movie “kal ho na ho”!!

4. You not only take up responsibility of yourself but also of others.

You drink less & can take your crazy friends home safely!! Don’t you?

5. You are often more sensible than others around you.

And you never show it off !!

6. You know the difference between real & fake people.

And you have different ways of treating different kinds of people!!

7. You can spend time with yourself happily.

The more you spend time alone, the more you know about the world!

8. You value your family & friends a lot.

You always manage time on basis of priority.

9. You know how to keep memories alive.

Forever & ever & ever…

10. Success & failure all become one for you.

Indifference is all that matters.

11. You believe in love & not in war.

It’s only because of you that the World War 3 will not happen any sooner.

12. You are no more a pampered child.

And you hate pampering others too.

13. You are in better control of your emotions.

Yes! You are!

14. You don’t focus on parent’s identity but you struggle for own identity.

And you are proud of it.

15. You understand the concept of relatives & their relativitism better.

No offence it meant!!

16. You are independent & often hate interference.

Yeah!! You know it!

17. More than anyone else, you trust yourself.

Also, people trust you more..

You are special. Always special. You can make others feel too. This is your life. Stay happy with all that you have.

13 Proofs that you suffer from movie phobia

1. You simply don’t care which movie will release next week, next year or in this entire lifetime.

2. When a friend suggests you for a movie, you immediately become busier than Bill Gates.

3. You have never gone on a date for a movie. You don’t even have any such future plans.

4. People believe that you are an alien & often end up with questions like

“What you just don’t like movies?”

5. You can’t just distinguish between SRK & KRK.

6. No matter to which profession you belong to- consulting detective, brilliant scientist, doctor- you are proved as dumb by all movie lovers.

7. You stare at walls when your friends thoroughly discuss about movies.

8. Movie reviews should be banned- this is what you genuinely wish for.

9. You find watching a movie as a waste of time.

10. Not only time, you also calculate the annual wastage of money by your friends on movies.

11. If by mistake, you have to face the phobia, you overcome by sleeping in the theater.

12. Nothing can affect you- comedy, horror, romance. These are just the variety of shit movies can offer.

13. Life isn’t easy for you but you stand strong & nobody can push you in the oceans of movies! Not even this article!

So no need to worry if you don’t like watching movies. It’s almost alright.

13 everyday problems faced by people staying in city of Taj Mahal- Agra

We Indians are happy about having one of the world’s wonders in our country but what about the Agraites facing repetitive questions often. Here are a few samples :

1. So, how’s Taj Mahal ?

Taj Mahal is doing great because it doesn’t have silly relatives like you.

2. You must be often going to Taj Mahal no?

I’m staying in this city since birth. For me, Taj Mahal is like my neighborhood building.

3. We are coming to Agra next week. You are taking us to Taj Mahal.

Why don’t the terrorists blow it off before you arrive here?

4. How much is the ticket? It’s so close to your place, you must be aware of that.

Yeah! I go there secretly to sell tickets every day.  Dude! I don’t even know the prices of potatoes & tomatoes.

5. I saw in news, Taj Mahal is vulnerable to foreign attacks. Is it true?

The foreigners haven’t yet considered me for advice. I will let you know as soon as I get some information.

6. How old is Taj Mahal? Long time no?

Very long indeed. I also didn’t see Shajahan any recently.

7. Does it look the same as in pictures?

No it’s pretty different. As you look like a donkey in reality but a beautiful monkey in the facebook profile picture.

8. Is the story about Kala Mahal on the other end of Yamuna River true?

Yes, as much as your affair with your boss is true.

9. How many more years will it stand like this?

I’m also waiting for Shahjahan’s call to tell me the expiry date of the building.

10.  You must be so happy about the fact that it’s in your city.

No! My boy friend has refused to gift me Taj Mahal on my next b’day.

11. Is it visible from your terrace?

Yes! Yes! Like Jupiter & Saturn are visible, similar is Taj Mahal.

12. So you gift a small replica of Taj Mahal in gifts to everyone?

I don’t believe in giving gifts.

13. Lucky you!!

I’m still wondering how lucky I’m.

14 benefits of being a girl

Before you go through my article, I will tell you 3 amazing things

1. This write up is for you boysssssss!!!!!
2. It has no connection with any girl whatsoever except me because dude! Common! Who cares about the world?
3. If you are a girl, then take advantage & go rock on!!

Since I’m a girl, or rather the so called weaker section of the society, struggling for equality crisis & facing various problems of periods, babies, make up, jealousy, kitty parties, fashion etc, I choose to take following advantages:

1. Meanness behind my sweet words– I’m sorry guys if I got my job done through sugar –coated innocence & never looked back later on if you are dead or alive! I don’t care buddy.

2. Tears – deadlier than atom bomb– Sweetheart! Did you just think I have water running in my veins instead of blood? It’s my trick to melt you & charge you against your own girlfriend!! Oh! I can do that!!

3. My weakness is my strength– So you felt I cannot travel all alone for 8 kilometers! Oh! Yeah, I told you that my family is strict; I don’t have a vehicle; I have tons of work in office. Let’s change this. You struggle, I will enjoy; you work, I have better things to do like watching saas bahu serials.

4. Melodrama queen– Dude! You are my boyfriend! It’s your responsibility to make this relationship work. I’m supposed to do drama & prove you that I’m much better than Katrina. I will make you visit my place at 3 AM to make peace with me. Oh! You are not my boyfriend! No problem! Still you have  to handle my tantrums!

5. My mood, my way– if I feel like, I will suggest you to throw a party! Baby! You will throw the party & I will only come when my mood allows me to do so.

Meri marziiii!!!!

6. You talk of sex & I will spoil your life– OMG! What did you say? That’s all you want!! That’s why you help me!!That’s why you give me notes!!That’s why you ask for outing!!That’s why you say I look pretty!!You are the reason for all rape cases in the entire Milky Way galaxy!

7. NV jokes will lead you to hell–   You talk such shit man! I don’t even crack POGO jokes. I’m a pure vegetarian. Didn’t you know that?

8. You are at my disposal– As long as you can provide with any kind of help, be it books, photographs, technical work, office documents, carpentry, electricity repairing, petrol & recharge, dropping my sibling to school, buying vegetables…. You are my best friend but once it’s over, “who are you?”, “where are you from?”, “what do you want?”

9. It’s all about my happiness– You cannot leave me even if I’m suffering from acute dumbness syndrome but I can leave you once my feelings change from “YOU” to “SOME UNCLE”. Dude! Love is blind & so are you. I have to see my happiness. I have to see my money minting man & I give a damn to your goodness.

10. I can haunt you as your Ex– Common yaar! Grow up! We are still friends. Tell your girlfriend not to be so possessive please.

11. Possession is a myth– You own me, that’s a myth. I own you as my personal property, that’s the only living truth. I can meet boys. They are just my friends my love. They are school friends, colony friends, bus friends, “ghar ghar “game friends, selfie friends, my girlfriends’ boyfriends. But you! You shouldn’t meet girls like that. I don’t want society to call you a playboy.

12. Marriage is a question mark– What!! You want to marry me! I know you want only sex. What!! You don’t want to marry me! I know I’m just a time pass for you.

13. I don’t want equality; I want superiority– I will be on pilot’s seat. See, I already represent the weaker section of India. So it’s your duty to make me feel superior so that we become equal! Do you get that? Let me win in every competition, we participate, by hook or crook & you will win my…. NO! no! You will only be the loser in every way dude! You can’t compete with a girl! That’s so unmanly.

14. I love you but just as a friend– I obviously can’t commit to you because I need more options at arm’s length. We are “just good friends” & you have no right to snatch my freedom. I m so confused about you. I don’t know. May be, take me to pizza hut & while having an ice cream at Baskin Robbins, I will think about it.

So buddy! I’m a girl & don’t mess with me. It’s time for you to leave earth &  settle down in Mars. Don’t peep into Venus. God bless you.