Paper Planes

So True!!!  

Take me again, Take me to those streets, The streets leading to home, Home where I belong, Take me again, Take me to that life, Life that gave me happiness, Happiness indefinable, Take me again, Take me to those people, People whom I called my own, My own and my everything... Take me again, Again to those days, Days filled with love, care and laughter, Those carefree days, When all problems use to look like small pebbles, With which we could play, By throwing them hard on other stones, And crashing them right there and right away...

O dreams, dear dreams... Don't ever leave me... For what am I without you? What is the meaning of my being? You are the ones that make me... You are the ones that create me... You are the ones that define me... For, you are the ones that would destroy me! Without you, I am like: a kite without thread, and a bird without wings... a river without water, and a cloud without rain... a rainbow without colors, and a temple without God... But with you residing in my eyes, I am like a stone with soul...

Moving again to the world of emptiness, Which is full of solitude and darkness, Waiting desperately for the dawn to break, Waiting for the blue color to get painted, Painted and cover this huge black canvas, With the color of hope and joy, Wish  I could close these eyes and give them some rest, Wish I could give a break to these breaths, Till the dawn had taken over this darkness, Taking away even my heart's emptiness, Leaving behind a soul full of hope, And a heart full of joy...

Today, after years, I wore bangles. I just love the sound that they make, its so rhythmic, so beautiful, you feel as if all the bangles are dancing together in your hands:) And this dance of all the bangles make me feel beautiful... The reason is still a mystery to me. But, there is another reason why I love that sound of bangles. It brings back the memories of my childhood... How? You know, my maa always used to wear bangles 24*7 (she wears them even today) and so, the sound of her bangles used to play every time, everywhere in our home. I have been grown up listening to that sound and this sound is one of those beautiful memories of my childhood. Believe me, that sound got imbibed in every corner of our home. And this sound made me miss Maa today. It bought back the memories of old days. I wish I was with her with my head in her lap. I feel like I want to relax, I want to breathe in her arms now like a tired child for whom mother's lap is like an ocean of ecstasy, w...

Few days back, I was talking to someone, when he asked me about my native place. And I told him that I belong to Saharanpur. Then he asked few more questions about the whereabouts of my native place to which I replied very patiently. But then, he looked at me and said "But you really do not look like a small town girl!" Yes, there are morons who can really use such cheap rather cheezy dialogues!!! Anyways, this guy had suddenly pushed me to my limits just by this one tacky and stupid sentence! and I lost it... I asked him, "what does that mean?" and he replied," No, its a compliment...". Unable to control my fury at his answer, I again shot a question to him, "How is that a compliment???" and he start mumbling, "aaaa.... I mean.... actually...". Without even waiting for him to complete his answer, I added, "yeah actually you thought small town people are low class, they don't match your standards, they can't ...

Its really disheartening to see Uttarakhand dealing with such a dreadful flood this year. Even my place is not spared. Half of the Saharanpur is under water and many of my father's friends, our relatives are dealing with this crisis. I just hope and pray everyone remains safe and this disaster soon gets fade away Anyways, I just got to see a post on Facebook, it goes like this: "The government has tried to build up dams to overcome the power shortage. This has been opposed by locals and some prominent politicians like Uma Bharti and B. C. Khanduri since it would lead to the submergence of the Shrine, and efforts to construct dams have been delayed indefinitely. [4] Twice, in 1882 & in 2013, attempts to shift the shrine were immediately followed by havoc in Kedar Valley. On June 15th, 2013; the idol was removed to be shifted to another location to facilitate the construction of the same dam, which locals were opposing since beginning. This was followed by a massive clo...

“When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind.” ― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind There are things that everyone misses in life. And as you keep growing up, this list keeps on growing too. Number of age also gets transformed into the piles of stuff that you miss. It does! Today, while seeing beautiful balloons on the way back home, I realized I missed them so much! I used to love balloons of all colors and all the shapes when I was a kid... But from past few years, I completely forgot about them! Probably I got so busy or rather, I should use the word called "stuck".... Yes, I got stuck within this intelligent and grown up world. I got so busy in handling the paraphernalia of my life that I just forgot about the small and little things that I used to love doing and that use to give me immense happiness... Then, gra...

“Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”  ― Oscar Wilde, The Critic as Artist Dreams... They make you... They destroy you... They define you! I have been a dreamer all through my life! I always describe myself as a daydream believer and a midnight dreamer! That's what I am... My dreams comprises of all the categories: insane, sane, stupid, logical, impossible, achievable, crazy, sensible, practical, unfeasible! But yes, I never abandoned dreaming. Its been into me and with me since I was born... I at times, would be sitting somewhere with eyes opened, staring at something and then, gradually getting dragged into the ocean of dreams automatically! Yes, I have even been caught staring at people at times! *bad bad*... I actually wasn't staring but was lost in my own dream world! That's why I call myself little lost and crazy! “People think dreams ar...

So I know this one post is going to raise a lot of eyebrows. Primarily because this post is really not expected from a feminist like me! Each and every soul who's acquainted to me, is very well aware of the fact that one of my traits is of being an obsessive feminist. Anyways, this post has originated from few experiences that my friends, my sisters and yes, me too have faced. It will surely sound normal to most of you but it is painful for the person who goes through it. Also, I really don't want to generalize anything or I really do not mean to criticize anybody. The things mentioned in this post are entirely on the basis of my personal and my friend's experiences Let me begin with something that one of my siblings have to face daily because of her height. She is 5.9 ft.. I know she is very tall from Indian standards! But this rather than being a reason for her to be proud of, is a reason for her embarrassment! And you know what leads to embarrassment? Its the the co...

Here comes a new day, Filled with colorful rays, It's beautiful, bright and sunny, There is some game that everybody is playing, Look at those droplets so high, Somewhere in the clouds in the sky, Yes, they are the ones who are playing, They have been pushing each other for flying, With rainbow resting in one corner, As if observing everybody and everyone, Making sure of no cheating and no corruption, Smiling at this innocent amusement, With sun looking handsome in its glares, And the wind who's job is to flare, The trees are also ready to play, with the birds, on their branches that stay, Even earth is ready to play with everyone, She says "come on all, bring it on"...

ha ha ha... And I really have no idea what made me to write the below lines! Funny, childish and stupid still I loved the innocence in them, innocence of a child! Read, smile and think about how stupid and crazy I can get!!! But yes, I wrote these to make a point: that if you have confidence, courage and a passion to achieve something, nothing on this earth can stop you, how so ever tiny you are and how so ever huge the hurdles are! You will surely find a way out of them: From the window, peeks a little ant, Looks around and ask her friend, To go inside and take a glace, But she refuses to take a chance, This made her sad, poor little ant, She stood there, refusing to recant, And looked inside to take a glance, The window was big for the tiny ant, But she jumped inside with a gasp and pant, She will get something, she was confident, Then she saw a sweet as huge as an elephant, She jumped high and high in excitement, Then she ran to the sweet kept in the pan, She ate and...

“ It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”  ― Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated I wonder why do you feel so empty at times, completely empty: from inside and even from outside! You just don't feel like talking to anyone or seeing anyone. You feel like rebuking the whole world, asking them to go and mind just their own business and stop bothering you! And when everybody leaves you, you feel lonely, you feel alone! You want them to come back, come back to you and fill that emptiness which like a slow poison makes you weak, feeble and frail. “There's just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise... ”  ― Sarah Dessen, Lock and Key Because this is emptiness is weird... You just don't know the reason for it or you don't want to know it: whatever... But yes, this emptiness is weird... Its strange or rather creepy! It starts killing you from inside, starts destroyi...