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 ? ;)