14.25 Wishes :D

14.25 wishes completed out of 20. And I call it a very good score.. had it not been for these people, I wouldn't have had any!!

This is how I turned 20. It would probably look like a 1 year old's birthday party to you! :P

In case you don't know about the wishes, see it here. 

- So, I got lovely flowers. Which I put in my hair :') That makes (1)

- Super awesome chocolate cake. Which was frozen to an extent that the knife stuck in it :O Which was smeared on faces. Kaalicharan bana diya tha :'( So, the score becomes (2)

- I had wanted one handmade card. I got four!!! (3)

- My brother called me. He didn't forget. I highly suspect that Amma reminded him, but no! I'll count that as (4)

- I did get a birthday wish at 7:45pm :D Thank you Mappy :) (5)

- The secret wish.. Surprisingly... very surprisingly.. came true. (6)

- See. I didn't get the book that I wanted... But I got two other books, Walden and Gora :D So I'll consider it as (7) 

- I got a very lovely list of the 7 things people hate about me. (8)

- I got an empty box decorated within another decorated box within another decorated box. (9)

- I found four birthday twins :D (10)

- Unexpectedly I met an unexpected stranger.  :D (11)

- I had wanted birthday wish in 7 languages. I got Yiddish, Russian, Korean, Chinese, Farsi, Arabic, Japanese, Urdu, Tamil, Malayalam, Hindi, English, Punjabi :') So much love :') (12)

That makes 12. So where did the other 2.25 come from? 

Didn't I tell you that I got my Hogwarts letter today. 2.25 points to that :D

I really feel you people gave me more than I deserved!

I had a really good time because of all the good people I know. Aah! Let me start from chronological order.

My corridor people- the coolest ones I know. For midnight party. :')

Anantaa. Sammy Reesa.. You gave me my Hogwarts letter :') I shall remain forever indebted to you.

Sammy for doing my hair nicely,
Reesa.. thanks a LOT for bearing with me as a room mate for two years. If I were you I would run away :P

Anantaa. Tere chote se card mein duniya bhar ki memories. :') 

Nikitaaa :') Mere liye diya jalaane ke liye thanks 

Haripriya,. Sonakshi... your sexy dance :P 

Sera.. for not shouting at me .. when we were occupying your room and you had sleep dripping from your face :P

Vidushi, Naema, :D Thanks for your wishes

Satya  Bhawana, Chayanik Nayanthara, Cute bachon :') Shukriya for your lovely wishes. :)

Satya you really made me nostalgic. with all those old photos :)

And all the seniors, juniors, Chicago Party, Saubhaagyawaan party and others.  Aap log sabse pyaare ho. Vedukuna, Alpha Alpha, Kangra didi, Subhu didi :D

Then I really can't put into words. All the surprises. little and big. That you people gave me. Thank you so much.

• Akshita ke dabbe. Teri game sabse zyada enjoy kari maine. 
• ARchit "SIR" (RON) you are too cool.  Thank you so much for telling me the 7 things you hate about me.. I'll make sure I continue doing all those things :P
• Anshul. Accept kar lo chhoti si baat. Tum mujhse jhooth nahi bol sakte. Mujhe bewakkof samjha hai ki main maan jaungi ki tum birthday bhool gaye (Toh kya ek din pehle apni aur Anurag ki leave sign karake petha lene gaye the bazaar? :P )
  But tumko sabse bada thanks. Ice creams ke liye
• Dhingra tumhara OCTOPUS. Mashallah! Bahut cute hai bilkul tumhari tarah. Jo waada kiya woh nibhaana padega. Pizza toh tumko khilaana padega
• Abhishek Chaudhary .. Yaar. 100 baar thank you for your gift. Everyone was admiring it. Somebody made my sketch for the first time. And it was very beautifully made :D Chehra kharab karne ke liye thank you, I mean cake se :D
• Adarsh, Khoobi, Anurag, Adhi. for you gunga behra call :P 
• Anurag. Tune apna waada poora kiya. Kheer banayi :') You are the official "Cooker" :P
  Sabne bahut pyaar se khaayi teri kheer, Aur tumhari shayari. Waah! *Slow claps*
• Adhithiyan!!! Photo man..!! I won't even thank you, you singer  :P Buddy. I can never thank you enough! I have found another horcrux by the way :D
• Adarsh Soni. You looked very cute jab tum cake se bachne ke liye kone mein dubak kar baithe the. :P Thanks a lot for your really thoughtful message on the card.
• Aarushi. Tera message bahut acha tha :) Thanks a lot. :D It made me very happy! We have had so many good times together. I hope for many more to come. :)
• Kopal, Ishita, Kritika, Moksha, Avantika, Abhishek Bisht, Urvashi :') thank you so very much for coming  and making my evening memorable.
• Pulkit. Tumko toh chaanta lagana hai. Sorry. But thanks a lot. Tumhaare prank mein mazaa aaya tha khoob. Thank you for picking the most ugly photos and making a collage out of them :P
• Shahnawaz, Imran. Thank you for your lovely poems. :) I like poems :) Though I had little trouble translating them as they were in Urdu, and Arabic, and for some time I just kept staring at them in hope that I would understand.
• Akshay Bisht. Abhi abhi tera phone bhi aaya hai, waise toh mujhe naraaz hona chahiye, lekin tu Nona bacha hai na, isiliye maaf kiya. :D
• I know he won't be reading it, but thank you Atmajith  M Kaimal, for his wish written beautifully in Malayalam, and someone please tell him that I don't take that many photos.
• VAP group!!!!  Combined party hogi humari yaad rakhna 80-20 :P :D Thanks Chotus and Chutkis of Rawal-wasseypur, for chocolates, wishes, dher saara pyaar :'( *khushi ke aansu*
• Apoorva Joshi Mam. I can not thank you in enough words *lakkar bazaar wala rona*. Tune aur dhingra ne itni mehnat karke ithni pyaari cheez banayi hai mere liye. Personally tere paas aake rona dikhaa ke thank you bolungi. Love you and Dhingru  :'( :'( :'( 
• Akshita Sharma. I have no idea in what words to thank you. Your card moved me to tears. Your gift is lovely. And you are too good :) And I'll try to do everything that you mentioned. I love you so much. :') The old times will come back. Thank you for doing so much for me :)
• Then comes my Chandigarh party :D Bahut khushi hui jaan kar ki abhi tak tumne mujhko yaad rakha hai. :D Thanks a lot. 
• Family and puraane paake dost, Manal, Aanchal, Heena, Shivangini :') Tum logon ke bina mera kya hoga :)
• Everyone else :D

Apart from this, there was a really lovely long gmail wish. :D Yes Yes. I will wait for January 15th. :D

I would have put a really nice picture with this, lekin Adhithiyan didn't give me any!!

Agar kisi ka naam reh gaya ho galti se, toh bahut bahut sorry :'(
Mujhe aake maar daalna :'O
I guess for the umpteenth time, but still before the right time, Anek, Anek shukriya :D

P.S. I don't understand the riwaaz to change whatsapp picture and status but, thanks to these people <3

More photos :D

Nemo- Part 2

My hostel makes sure that whenever I'm having a bad day, a dinner worse than my day should be served to me.Today we had baingan for dinner. The word is derived from 'begun' (बेगुणं ) which means without any qualities, because earlier it was thought to have no nutritive value. It is one of the few things I wish, should cease to exist. If I had to make a list of 10 things I hate the most, brinjal would occupy the list from number 3 to 10.

My father had once asked me very forcefully to eat it. And I did. And I vomited after that. Even my stomach doesn't accept this nasty specie.

Sulky mode apart, let's talk about Nemo Part 2!! :D
I just realized that today is the first monthly anniversary of the  adventure, so what better day than today to remember the amazing surprise!

Recap:
So, me and Joshi had planned a surprise home visit, and we were actually quite scared, worried that it would join the long list of misadventures that we did.
Nevertheless, Dhingru also joined our mission.
The day came. We were mentally preparing ourselves, to be scolded, and thrown away from our homes. 

Spoiler Alert: I did NOT transform into a beautiful ice cream. In fact, I enjoyed the cool weather instead.

The rest of the story:
Well, well. I would cut this story real short. Because everyone complains that I don't get to the point soon enough!
As expected, we left from college - late than we planned.
And that is where our story started- late than we planned
The metro stopped working for sometime. Everything was late than what we planned.
Interestingly, Joshi's mother, who never calls her at this time, had to call her today, because... (obviously!!)
And just when she told her mother that she's just going down for dinner, the train started shouting, "Next station: Adarsh Nagar."
"This is Adarsh Nagar Station. The doors will open to the right. Please mind the gap"
They talked  till Vishwavidyalaya. It was very interesting to see the way she was talking, and how her expressions changed, every time the announcement was made.. we laughed till tears came out of our eyes. :'D
They left me at ISBT at 8pm. I had 2 hours to kill. So I found a place in the waiting area. Too much crowded because of the Diwali rush. I started reading Danielle Steel. Five Days in Paris. I met another lady going to my town. and I played with her little baby. She was extremely
bothered as to why I was studying in Delhi, too far from home, and not in Mandi!!! :'P

My journey partner :D

This, and many other unimportant doubts. Actually, answering her questions was more interesting than reading, at the moment, so I saved the rest of the book for the journey.
My bus had to arrive at 9:30pm and leave at 9:50!
And my wrist watch stopped working precisely at 8:54pm because... (obviously!!)
It was 9:45pm (the bus was about to leave), and I was sad, that time was passing slowwwwly!!! counting that I still had more than an hour to go, when suddenly... (and I thank the Gods for this) Joshi called me. It was THEN that I realized that I better run.
Thankfully I didn't miss it.

(But I had already thought of alternatives had I missed the bus, which was highly expected.)
Plan B: I would wait till the morning and come back to college, and stay there. And since my family didn't know that I was coming,
Number of hearts broken = 0 (Woohoo!)

I had a very interesting co-passenger with me, who reminded me of Cinderella's stepmother. I went back to Danielle Steel. hoping the next 12 hours to pass soon!

I woke up, with neck pain. I had reached familiar territory once again! Yeehaw! I mentally danced around!
Aah!! And when I felt the cool wind in my hair, I decided I would walk till home. Not too far. It took me some 20 minutes.


Now HERE'S when the best part starts:
I walked into the house very normally.. like I had only come back from Aanchal's home.. :P

• My fathers reaction: He stared at me for some 5 seconds, like he had seen a ghost! :D He then hugged me and I told him the entire master plan and the story. I was expecting him to scold me, but he didn't (Phew!) I guess he was too happy to see me!
• My mother's reaction: I generally don't expect anything.. but I had expected her to behave like this. She hugged me and started crying. Tears of happiness :') Huhuhu. She then fed me all my favourite things. And she didn't scold me either!

 Now, supposing, for a moment that the amount of happiness they get from my coming home is X, the happiness I was witnessing that time was X+10. Because they weren't expecting this.
Ha! This is why I love giving surprises to people. Good and bad :P

 I would like to end the story with the thing about this entire experience that I would remember the most, and never forget. It was:

• My brother's reaction: He came back in the evening. Saw me sitting, cutting onions. He said 'Hi!', and continued his work and went away :'O

I was expecting at least a smile. Or a tiniest hint that he's glad to see me. And I got none. Which is a  little sad. But it's okay. I know he loves me the most. And it's not necessary to show it all the time. Is it? 

20 things!

We're 6 days into my happy month already, once again after an year.

It suddenly feels like time is flying. 

And why should it not?? 

We have class tests, semester exams, lab exams, festivals, birthdays, marriages, marriage anniversaries all coming up pretty soon. One of the reasons I like months from October to December

Speaking of birthdays, I have mine in line too!

It's not a big deal, birthdays come and go. But I hope time crawls till 28th. Because 20 sounds too big to me. Feels like 1994 was a day before :P 

How old are you?
20!
Twenty? Viente? Zwanzig? बीस? Sach meinn?????

Enough said.
Here is a list of 20 things I wish for, on my 20th!

1. My brother to remember my birthday, and not Amma reminding him :P
2. Flowers. Because I like them.
3. Milkybar. Because I like it. 
4. Jesse McCartney in gift wrap. because I'm wishing this continuously since 2007 
5. Chocolate cake :D Because it is the best thing in the world
6. A beautiful hand made card.
7. A Birthday wish at 7:45 pm :) 
8. Birthday wish in 7 different languages :O
9. *This wish is a secret*
10. 'Waves' by Sharon Dogar. I still remember how happily I was jumping up and down with tears when she had written me her long, thoughtful message. I feel I have a lot in common with her. 
11. A 7-things-I hate-about-you list :P
12. An empty box decorated beautifully!! 
13. A hot air balloon. Because sitting in a hot air balloon is really cool.
14. I still haven't found a birthday twin!!
15. Fossilized animals. Creepy. 
16. Spontaneously deciding to go on a road trip. Sometime. Later.
17. Roghan Josh. Because it's easily my favourite. Also, Kehwa made by Amma, first thing in the morning.
18. My long hair back :'(
19. Striking up a conversation with a stranger. Because. Nothing.
20. Paint some weird thing up and try to sell it as "abstract art"

Up Next: Class Tests! :P Time to save the semester. Bye! :D

Not a word!

I missed my mother a lot today.
It's not that I don't remember her everyday. But I miss her more than any day since I joined college.
Okay I called her. But some things you cannot simply say on the phone. You need the person to be in front of you and you need to have a good talk with them.
And moreover I don't want her to have unnecessary worries, by telling her things which would get her worried while I'm away from her.

I have 8 rooms in my wing. 15 girls other than me live here.
Other than that there are 48 girls on my floor.
And some 200 girls in my hostel.
And more people in my college,
This is not a counting class. My point is that I have people all around me. Good people, not so good people, elder people, younger people, people, people everywhere. And I'm feeling like the only person on the planet.
I never made many friends, not even in 12 years of school. But I  have 2 or 3 few chums(2 or 3 because I'm not sure), who would bother if I become such an example of an emotionally unstable organism. Meaning to say, that I do have people in college I can talk it out with. But the thing is: I'm not in the mood to get anyone sad or worried because of pointless things that I think of.
Also, I'm quite terrible when it comes to putting my thoughts into words. Not always.

I'm human only. I get sad. I also have lacrimal glands. All the emotions piled up in my brain, I cried a lot today.
I cry generally. But I cried rivers today. I guess my room mate was wondering once or twice what happened, when she came back. But we both have this unwritten, unsaid agreement. We pretty much know what we would like to share and what not. And she knew so she didn't ask.

And all this while I was only praying I could blurt everything out to  a stranger. Because all this burden of the unsaid things won't go till I talk it out. Just make the person sit for sometime, talk, and ask the person to leave.

I follow the same phases of business cycle:
Prosperity___Recession___Depression___Recovery.

And very soon I'm going to step into the third phase, so I think.
I only hope it's not for too long.
I also hope it does not lead to an irreversible damage, like it did last time.

Oh! And by the way, I'm not going to write Nemo-Part2. At least not now. Because it's too amazing to be written in such a mood.
Sometime later, maybe.

Meet us. We're Nemo- Part 1

BOOM! CLAP!

The sound of my heart.
The beat goes on and on and on and on and...

And I wonder what kind of evil telepathy exists between the two of us, me and Joshi. It so happened this fine day that I sent her a song which, after lots of thinking, I had concluded to exactly fit tomorrow's adventure. Coincidentally, she had been listening to the same song for half an hour. It's not just this. It happens very often that we both would say the same thing at the same time, and we would always be thinking the same thing. We would understand code language even by the blink of an eye.
I mean to say we can read each other inside out. Well, almost. This is scary (and awkward) at times.
So, coming to the main thing.
What's going to happen tomorrow? We'll come to know.
Holidays, holidays. I never got enough of those after I came here. Even this Diwali, only 4. What would you do in 4 days? :'(
Reach home, say Hi! to your family and come back?
This is the only reason I had told my parents in clear words, that I won't be coming home for Diwali. I heard "Ok" in reply.
But Amma was too sad as she wanted me to come home.
Then only because she wanted me to, I thought I would give a little surprise to everyone. Well, I would not like to take all the credits to myself, as it was Anurag, who plotted the entire master plan, to which I added the surprise part.
And seeing me, my dear friend has also made one similar plan. One little thing to worry is that if I reach home like that, my parents might throw me out of the house, or worse, instead of them, I might get some surprise :P
But what's life without a little risk?
And tomorrow is the day. :P
The only trouble is. We both are too scared to go alone. I wish I could take her with me. But my reservation is for the worst time I could possibly get.
Actually, we had a plan where some of our friends would come and I'll be on way, to hopefully reach alive the next morning. I would have to wait for some 3 hours, with me and myself, and my boredom, and me. But my goody nicey classmates backed out. And now there's just the two of us.
(Actually I knew it and expected that there would be just two of us even before the plan was made. The  people in my college are THAT amazing and predictable)
See. Here I would want to make one thing very clear.
We are a little scared and worried NOT because we're cowards. BUT because we're Nemo.
But. We just have to reach home. Big deal? No!
Just 17 hours. And I'll be at familiar territory to be yelled at :P
I want to write sooooo much more.
This doesn't explain even a fraction of our story at the moment. But it's too late and I think I should sleep, and pack bags, maybe? Some warm clothes? It's going to be chilly and frosty and I'm going to undergo metamorphosis and transform and come out as a beautiful butterfly ice cream.

So this was basically an introduction and generation of "platform". My VAP mates would understand what I mean.
The actual thrill will be there in Part 2, which is going to be amazing, for sure :D
Heaven here I come :D
P.S. I like surprises a lot, you know that!

Pluviophiles

"A massive dust storm hit the Delhi NCR region around 5 pm. The dust storm accompanied by dark clouds was so severe that it blocked out the sun almost completely and brought visibility down to zero, and brought with it much needed rainfall to the region which had been sweltering under the oppressive heat for the last five days"

Shattered glass.

Wet people.

Crazy wind.

Sliding over the water.

Shivering in the end of May!

Well, since my first year at college has been so adventurous and unordinary, there was no question of it ending in an ordinary way.

I am talking about this day, which is 2 days before my end semester exam! (Actually 3 for me) when we were all, peacefully trying to study in the library.
Note again- ‘trying’ to. :P

The fun started at 4:45 when it got stormy, and dark like night. We went out, just because.  Actually we were curious.  It had been a  sunny, hot, terrible day by the way!

In a jiffy, my friend pulled me in the rain, and I wondered how amazing it is that I had my slippery slippers today. I was slipping after each step. It was all dark. Nothing to be seen clearly, and had I slipped there, I would have stopped only near the administrative block. Also I realized that we had somewhere lost Joshi in the storm. :O

So, we happy pluviophiles, hand in hand marched bravely ahead, reveling in every raindrop.

I can see the look on your face Sinha, “People get wet in the rain. So? What’s so great about that?” But you should have been there. Water pouring, hail, thundering, lightening, wind blowing at 60,000 miles/hour (You can remove few zeros if you feel like it!) And we were shivering when, few hours earlier we were dying in the heat. How amazing it felt in all. It was beautiful! The best part was that, for a few minutes, we had forgotten all our worries.

During such a dangerous end of the semester time, it felt so good to see happy faces again. (Actually it was dark, but I have proof the faces were happy) :P

The only person unhappy was a guy from my class, who doesn’t like it when it rains.

We came back, dripping from head to toe, slipping at each step, people smirking, staring at us. 

And we found Joshi again. Yayy. She told me stories about the time when she went to Shillong. That’s when she said something very beautiful about beautiful moments. It’s moments like these, when we are truly happy from inside, when we don’t care to bother for a moment, which we cherish the most in life. She wanted to rewind these few moments again. So did I. So did everyone else, except that guy, of course, who was still standing far away, watching us, and looking disgusted!

And slowly as the rain ceased, it started getting brighter. And NIFTEM never looked more beautiful! :')

Except the tabaahi part, of course, which we saw once we came back to the hostel.

The only bad thing that happened was all Adhithiyan’s fault, because his cellphone doesn't have camera.

You’re going to get punished for this soon, Aadi! Pretty soon :D

So, what was your happy, all of a sudden event, which made you forget your troubles for some time?

Hope- Part 2

Hello and welcome again to The Blog Without a Name!
Before you start reading, if you haven't read Hope- Part 1 , I want to tell you that this post is nothing related to hope in any way.
A week ago, I had written something. And as I see it, some people are waiting to read its next part!
So, without any suspense, in clear and simple words, my work was successful.
(I told you I would be jumping up and down with happiness, but I'm not, because I don't feel like it right now. It's too hot here and I want to go back to Shimla again)
It took a lot of hard work, but then I was very happy when I finally made it :')
Finally, now that this journey ends, I would like to thank the following people

• Apoorva Joshi, Anurag and Anshul, for their constant moral support.
• My brother, for not laughing at me when I told him about all the tabaahi I did at Shimla
• My Dadima and Amma♥ for super nice food when I stayed.
• Anaahita, for not killing me when I threw her Doraemon out of the window (accidentally, of course!)
• That ma'am, for rejecting my application twice, otherwise, things would have never happened on time!
• The little help which some amazing strangers kept giving, unknowingly. 
• And most of all, Papa for countless things, and Amma as well. ♥ 

Well, the last week was amazing.
Actually since January, after the start of my second semester, I have been getting goody, nicey, surprises every now and then!
And due to this reason, I have changed my alarm tone to Zindagi ek safar hai suhaana (Life is a beautiful journey). And I have started enjoying these little surprises that come along the way. It keeps my day going :D
But at the moment, I'm  in a pretty not so goody-nicey mood. Yes. I have exams in two weeks. (Not that I ever start studying until that very day)

I have a lot of good stories to share, but not now. More when I get some time.
It's time to save the semester.
(But before that, I have an oil painting competition at my college, and since the great artist in me has now woken up, I am going to take part in that)
Q: So, what did we learn today?
A: That I finally changed my alarm tone now. And I get very happy when it plays in the morning! :')
Bye! :D

Hope- Such a pretty word!

Sitting back and relaxing on this fine Saturday afternoon, contemplating over the dearest memories of mine.

Well, that sounds way too pleasant than what it actually is!
Actually, getting roasted in this heat on this HOT Saturday afternoon, sweating and wishing for some
snowfall, here I think about the earliest of the memories I can recall.


So, in this world so uncertain, there is risk involved in everything.
However planned, organised, directed, or controlled you may be, but oops! You can never be sure of anything.
And in my case, every decision that I EVER made, was risky and every single time, only the unexpected has happened.
(This includes important things like college admission, or deciding for 2266, leaving it late and the not so important ones, which are inappropriate to publish here :P )
It may be a good surprise, or a bad one, but by now, I have been conditioned to think that whatever I think is never going to happen!
It feels very bad, when you want something, but apparently, that thing doesn't seem to want to happen!
Anyways,


Humans are very strange! A tiny piece of hope is ALWAYS alive in the tiniest corner of their hearts. It's the inner voice secretly hoping.

Ummeed par duniya qaayam hai, they say.
Even though it is being tried a lot to make it happen, this time things are not really in my hands.


So what am I going to do? I'm going to hope, pray, and sleep!
Let things take course like God wants them to.
So, did my wish fulfill or not? We'll come to know in my next post.
Then I'll either be in a super happy - jumping mode, or the usual cribbing mode
Haha!
But in the end, whatever may happen, there's one good thing.
Even though every event turned out to be opposite to what I planned, it was always good.
( Or maybe I learned to accept it as good, what do you think? )

Reasons Why I HATE Winters!

So, the temperature here is sufficiently low to make me write this. 

Wheel, electricity, bulb, radio, computer, phone, rocket etc - all these inventions seem worthless when compared to a geyser, not to forget the kid-like urgency of tucking yourself in a quilt after having dinner and a cold water hand-wash!

So here are my reasons for hating winters:

• The first and foremost reason why I deeply, fully, completely hate winters is that you get cold hands and feet. I don't like cold hands and feet. I never get warm no matter how many layers of clothing I wear.
• The never ending struggle to find the cellphone lost in the blanket is highly annoying. Also, you cannot find a suitable position to read in the blanket.
• I can't do the waking up before sun rise thing in winters. I'll be awake just not entirely with it from now until March time.
• There is mad fog in the campus. No going for a walk after dinner!
• Winters are for sleeping the whole day. But you have to wake up early in the morning for college
• Your fingers are frozen. You cannot write anything.
• Everything is so dull, lifeless. Not good.
• After you brush, your mouth is frozen! Also, it is very annoying when the sleeve of your sweater/jacket gets wet while washing hands. Arrrr!
• You keep shivering all the time.
• Coconut oil gets frozen. Then you have to do hard work to melt it and then you can oil your hair peacefully.
  

I could write more, but my fingers have frozen enough already! 

Happy Whatever-is-remaining-of-the-winter winter! 

Keep yourself warm! *Disfruter de la vida* :)

P.S. - There are some exceptions. 
Read it here