The 'Sui generis' Guy !

Helloooooooo!
I am here now :D
Though i have an exam on tuesday,midterm ,But i still can spare time for blogs ! (I hate studying,actually :P)

This time,its not some stupid outfit post or poem
This is about my amazing senior,who writes some super-amazing blogs !
He has recently started writing but writes like a pro!
His blog posts are really optimistic,awakening and touching

There are really very few people that inspire me and he is one of them,Lives a simple life,never runs after credits and pays no attention to comments or compliements..

He is funny,he is cute(At times :P),he is not the normal guy next door, he is the Head Boy of my school ..what else could you ask for in one single person ?
And,he is damn generous ,Khekhe :P
I love the way this refreshing face waves me in school,changes my mood completely with that smile !

Also,this man respects woman and their dignity to the fullest, and that is something rare in our generation..

Here is his blog link,Binil Mathew :D

http://dunnowillfind.blogspot.in/


His twitter handle for you to spy :P
https://twitter.com/BlameWithin

Little Black Hearts ! ♥

Hellooooo Everyone !

I know its been long and i have wasted a lot of time but i had studies to do,New subjects you see.

But,since i aint a nerd,i did take out some time for an outfit post :D

So here it is,hope you like it :)

Outfit Details ..
Shirt- Sarojini Nagar,Flea Market
Denims-Lerros by Numero Uno.
Shoes-Mochi


I love the print of the shirt,i fell in love with it the first time i laid my eyes on it.
The wedges are super comfy,as they are supposed to be !
I climbed the roof railing wearing them (And got scolded by him and mum dad real bad :P ) and felt uncomfortable not even for a second !
They are my best buy till date and so is the shirt !
The denims are a classic,they are the basic everybody must have.The wash is really common but the fit and comfort is not,So this too is my favourite !

The look on stylepile.com
http://www.stylepile.com/styles/12205-the-funny-woman

That man..

The man of my dreams
Who doesnt ride the white horse
Nor is a prince but rather he is a king
The king of my heart ..
He owns my soul
He owns who i am
Till eternity ill be his
Will be his on this land
His arms when wrapped
Around my soul
I breathe a beautiful moment
The moment i wish i could hold ..

Killed for a reason

A beautiful morning it was
She and he,two amazing souls woke up next to each other like every morning
Everything usual, Breakfast, Morning prayers..
But in their love story, there was one problem..
One was muslim, The other a punjabi, Hindu
Both were indians, yet had to face obstacles during their marriage time but somehow, Their love for each other was enough to get over the hurdles ..


After an hour of spending quality family time over breakfast and prayers ,
The 5 year old little girl and her father left for the school
The charming lady went back to do her house chores


At around 2'o clock, when the man came back home for lunch
He found the door of the house open
He called for his lady but nobody answered
He checked the rooms, still found nobody
As he went near the door that opened in the backyard
He saw drops of blood..
His pace fastened and to his horror, he saw a body lying in the garden covered with a white cloth
Unable to move he sat where he was
The wind removed the sheet that covered the face of the body
Tears rolled down and he could not believe
He ran outside the house and to the neighbourer


'They killed her for a reason, and what they did was right !'
'Reason? What reason? Is there ever a reason that can justify murder ?'
'You are a little distured right now dear boy, come inside and have a cup of tea'
'Are you mad? Tell me why ?!'
'She was hindu, that is enough a reason'


He ran back home to where his love lay lifeless
He called her name but she dint open her eyes
He cried and cried
Screamed and shouted
Cursed and prayed
But nothing could bring her back
What would he tell her child? Mommy was killed because she was hindu ?
Because grandpa was born a punjabi ?




The Indo-Pak sepration destroyed millions of families
Deprived people of their homes and cities
Human killed human,they couldn't stand even each other's breath
A never ending enemity got constructed

And right now too, atleast 20 people would be fighting over each other's caste in India..

Stupid SP :D

Hellloooo people !
11th April,She turned 16 :D
She is one crazy person
She is one EPIC personality of all times
She is forever alone in her new class [Heha :D]
And my closest friend :)
She means truck loads to me,and here is something i wrote for her .. :)

I know her for two years now
She's always made me smile
Wiping away my tear with her jokes
Every single time


She was there when i was low
And when i held my head high
She was there in every sorrow
And everytime she made me smile


I have seen her cry and laugh at the same time
I swear on god,it is a horrible sight
But in those beautiful eyes of hers
You can point out no pride
She lives her life simply
By making others smile


We laugh so hard that tummy aches
I just hope it never makes my heart fail
Through this journey of love and hate
She follows only her fate


No she wears no high heels,no high brand dresses
No she wears no make up,she doesnt iron her tresses
She is my pretty pyajama girl who loves what she has
And with that charming smile she carries
She's out to win the world !

Tinted

Have you ever had those times where you feel everything is just a fairytale or a scripted movie ?
Doesnt it feel awesome ?
Perfect friends,perfect family and everything is just the way you want it :D
Hehe,good times are here for me now :D
I dont have much to tell today,i am just feeling a little too good.






News people :D
I have thought that from now on,ill sometimes do an outfit post :D
So here is the first one :D






 

Okay i went a little out of the line posing here :P

I picked out the red pants i recently bought.
And a tee that took the first place in front of me when i opened the cupboard :P
The shoes are my favourite,despite the heels they have,i have walked miles in them and never they felt uncomfortable..
The belt is a random pick from the sarojini nagar market
The shades and the neckpiece are both gifted :)

A sad goodbye..

The past two years have given me experiences that have helped me grow and will continue to teach me all my life.
 Today seems like the end of an era,like everythings gonna change forever..not a big deal this should be but i dont know why,i feel it is.
I have been with and around people so different yet so similar. Everybody had such different personalites and view points but somehow,we love each other way too much to  feel offended by anything the other person says..
From crying over a friend  to laughing till i lost my breath,i have done it all..
There were times when we fought,when we could not stay calm but there were times when we felt blessed having each other too..
In a few months,we all wont be sitting in the same class room,looking at each other's faces and giggling uselessly,make whacky faces at each other,grin and show tongues like nursery children,irritating the teachers with our constant stupid queries,
asking jasminn ma'am all sorts of different questions.
The whole class wont yell together at simran to wake her up when the teacher spots her sleeping
We wont hear Divyansh singing amazing love songs out of nowhere
Kshitiz wont come up with stupid excuses for his improper uniform and make us all giggle
Sangeetha wont laugh her ass out and i wont laugh harder than her because she sounds funny..Paridhi will no longer still alone and dwell in the corner
Nayantara 's stupid expressions wont make me break out laughter in the middle of a serious class discussion. Samira's comments on how everybody is looking and how awesome the xyz commercial is will be missed and Bhumika's cute silly smile whenever i look at her ! Samriddh's constant commenting on me and saying all sorts of rubbish to spoting Siddheshwar brush up his weird facial hair and Pankaj protecting him like his girlfriend.. Akash and Raghav's PDA laughing sessions :P
Rishabh Bhargava and Gaurang's never ending fights :D Maaz's super huge and scary eyes, Pritpal's tattoo sessions! And how can i ever forget,Nitin kudada's shy 'hi' :D
 Rohan's stupid dance steps and acting :P And Bhardwaj's hand gestures ! These people are so amazing! Damn,i am gonna miss it way beyond i can explain..

But bhai saab,bda hi mushkil time tha,teachroin ne dimag khaa lia,aur hogyi hai ab almost hmari dasvi khatam :D

Mind disturbed..

I have never felt this way,i have never been so uncertain about what i want ever
I was pretty sure that this would work out,the feeling of being loved i thought was enough for me to be with him..
Over time,i felt real strong jolts of feelings for him
I have cried overnight for stupid fights that solved over time but today when i look back at the time i've spent with him,i find no very special memories
Maybe two or three are there but nothing that would give me butterflies in the tummy
I have felt special a zillion times
But felt like the worst person in his life too
I am sure he loves me tons but i am sure about this too that he's hurt me more than times countable..

Things may have appeared to him as small mistakes
And he might have said sorry
But the pieces done are still not fixed properly
There is still something hollow in the memories,something incomplete..

I dont know what i am gonna do about it,i dont know if it'll affect the love or not.
I wanted to do a happy post right now but my mind is thinking about nothing besides him..
And my heart aches..

Sorry for this,will show up with something nice soon.
Love,Nikki

VDay:Oh no !

Markets have been flooding with red
Roses
Heartshaped pillows
Cards
TeddyBears
Chocolates
The internet has been filled too with advertisements about various valentine's day celebration packages and things-to-do-for-him/her
And dont know what else !


Most teenagers i know go crazy when this day is around the corner
But in my personal opinion,promoting this day is nothing else besides giving way to a world market to get into our culture.
What people dont understand is that these days are just one of the ways to make money
For the sake of love and making your guy or girl feel special,you spend thousands of bucks buying useless gifts that end up only with you once you break up..
Celebrating love and togetherness is not about teddybears or chocolates,tell me,would you love him/her less if she does not buy you a stupid card that says 'I Love You' ?
What would you prefer,money spent on a stupid machine made card or a card made with love and effort by the one you love ?
I am not against celebrating valentines day..
I simply do not understand the idea of the gifts and dates and everything else


I have seen my single friends drool over what they see in the showcase shelf of Archies Galleries.
And i am damn sure once they get somebody who would be ready to buy them that stuff,they wont like it anymore :P
Anyhow,this is how i feel..
What do you think ?
Leave comments :)
And who needs a day to celebrate love man ? ;)

Jo hai,Sahi hai.. :D

As i opened his profile today,a slow song from my playlist started playing..
Its lyrics somehow said how little memories brush up old stories.
How everything is the same but your the one who is missing..
Yes i miss him
I miss his silly obsessions
I miss his goodmorning texts
I miss his loving inboxes
I love the way he made me smile
I love how life was so simple with him
From crying,i could be laughing the next second
I could call him whenever low and he himself used to get emoic :P
Whenever we fought,each others smiling face always got us back to normal
Even between super serious conversations,we could laugh our asses out at silly little things
I could share anything and everything
I used to call him dadda
And was his princess :)
But some weird things came along and our friendship couldnt last anymore
But all that happens,happens for a reason
I cannot control everything and get what i want
So i have learned and grown up to understand that its okay
Atleast i had him for 2 years :)I respect his point of view and he respects mine (I guess ! )
So start walking,dont look back,jo hai,sahi hai :D :D

So the point from this one is,not everything we want is possible
Not everything in life is permament,things change and we are left helpless
But still,whenever one door closes,several open
Everything happens for a reason,when you cannot do something,just let it be
Stay happy with the happy memories the person has left you with
Keep no grudges,respect their decisions and stay firm on yours
Life never waits,just move on :)

All while waiting..

Deep inside her
She had it stuffed
All that had made her
Suffer so much
Never did she show
Nobody ever came to know
What filled her heart
And what made her low
Celebrating joys and ignoring sorrows
She walked every way
Never did she complain nor she cried
Always smiled in the day
But in those nights
She missed a hand
A hand she used to hold


For two years they were together
But now he left her alone
He did not turn cold nor did he leave
He just went too far
And she could not believe
She cried at nights in pain and hurt
But made sure no one ever heard
For her love was true and she knew he would return


Staring at the stars she waits every night
Thinks about him and his flight
She wishes he would return soon from abroad
And take her hand with the love of god
She knew she'll marry him
And he wanted the same
She waited to hold him with no regret or shame
He was the best man she had ever seen..


She waited in and out
She waited day and night
And while waiting,all she did was smile..

Big beautiful eyes

Big Beautiful eyes
Like large balls
Filled with kohl
And a large about of dreams
They want their parents
To be really proud
They want to be
Announced about in the crowd
They want to reach the sky
And bring colors to life
Reach out to the masses
Mesmerise two or three
All these eyes want to witness
Are moments of glee
They never want to look down
They never want to be ashamed
Big beautiful eyes
Always want to be in the frame
Happy and joyful they want to stay
Creativity and beauty
Is what they display.. :)

Right To Be Happy

There was no soul around,nobody who would pay attention
She silently moved out of the shabby looking room,her man was supposed to be waiting outside so they could leave but he was nowhere to be seen.
She called him but he dint pick up,she tried and tried and then gave up.
She looked for some vehicle that could drop her home but nothing she found.
Then pulled a car and a man came out,he snatched her phone and banged it to the ground, before she could understand what he was doing,another pulled her in and the car started moving.
She yelled and cried for help but all they did was laugh like hell,one scratched her body and the other smelled her hair..
After an hour people found her laying bare,she had scratch marks and lay there dead.
All her mother wished was to feel her breath,they left a note which said what they had done to her.her father tore to pieces when he read it clear,she was raped and killed and all people could do was stare..

Girls are precious, girls are a gift.They are not here just to be killed,There is more to a girl besides her body.
People should know that even they have the RIGHT TO BE HAPPY.

Everyday when i go through the newspaper,i see atleast one case of a girl being raped and killed.
Each one of them have a different story.It sends chills down my back when i read them.
I can do nothing besides praying that their souls rest in peace.

When you hold me close

Crazy long walks in the cold winter

Weather gives me chills

But with such a warm hand to hold

You hold me still

Neither do i shiver nor do i twitch

All i do is stare into your eyes

And try to find a reason

Which makes me yours

You hold me still

Just with the little tinkle in your eyes

Which tell me with every minute

That you are totally mine

As you grip your hands to my waist

I close my eyes

For the feeling of having you near

Is not easy for my heart to bear

It skips a beat and whispers your name

You hold me to your chest

You hug me real tight

You kiss my forehead
And i stupidly smile .. :)

It will not be easy..

Not easy it is for the beautiful lady
To see you laying there in white
To convince herself that you'll never be back home
To think she'll never hear you scold..
It will not be easy ,to stop waiting till midnight for you to come home
It will not be easy, to think you went..
She'll cry silently and wish her her life would end
Not easy it will be for her to survive, with the thought that her partner will now never arrive..

Not easy it is for your young boy
To think his dad wont be back
To think he'll go to school alone
There will be no hand to console him when he is low
Or to bring him new gifts
For there wont be a father who'll write for him on his birthday card
No father who'll make sure he eats
Even if he himself starves..

Not easy it is for the 7year old kid
To realise his daddy wont be back
That he'll have no hands to hold when he walks on those roads alone
It will not be easy to convince him that his father is no more
It'll not be easy to tell him,he will never no more hear you snore
Not easy will it be for the kid to hear
That the father he loves, will not be there to help him fight his fear
There will not be the man, who was his superhero
Daddy will never come home from his trip afar
Not will it be easy for him to know..

Not easy it will be for the mother
To think her son will never return
Not easy will it be for the sister
To think you're gone..

You went too away,you went too far but i know this well,that you're watching us all.
All i want you to do is to deliver my words to god, there is no one i hate more than him, this is not we should have got..