May You Rest In Peace.

Author's Note - this is the obituary of a young girl who died before her time , due to a failed liver transplant, i request you to respect her, and pray for her soul to rest in peace

There once was a young girl

She was quite a Charm

Beautiful...

Talented...

Friendly...

and Sweet.

Alas she was too special 

for Death laid His eyes on her

and wanted to take her as His own

but

He loved playing His lil games

He threw his noose over her

and made her fall asleep

He made us cry, and pray 

and loosened his noose, just enough

for us to believe He'd disappeared.

Sadistically

He tightened his grip and flew away

with 

her parents child.

someone's best friend.

someone's sister.

on this very sad day

28th June 2012

I pray for her soul to rest in peace

For god to take care of her

she could have grown up and been someone

Instead she became a star

in our sky

Life is too short.

Love her, and remember her.

And remember to live your life

Life is too Short

What is wrong in being Gay ?

Nothing.

 Anyone who has a problem , i say politely,

Close the damn tab or window and get lost. I do not have time for rotten tomatoes.

 I do not see anything being wrong in having your sexual orientation as gay or in being a lesbian.

 So what if a person is gay or is lesbian? its free country isn’t it??

Many a times homophobia or peoples's aversion to homosexuality is the main cause of the problem

Homosexuality has been mishandled due to the misinformation that is being passed on about the topic

Argumentatively a homosexual person can claim heterosexuality as “wrong” just like how the vice versa happens

  

It is not upto  us to decide what is right and what is wrong

What is right for me may not be right for you.

You may say heterosexuality is the nature, order of the universe,

the way humans have to be to reproduce, and homosexuality is purely for pleasure . . .

well kindly count the number of orphanages.

So much for being able to reproduce.

what is important is responsibility,

if a homosexual couple is willing and responsible enough (stable enough) to raise a child, they are more deserving than the scum that threw their child down the road.

Quoting someone “as long as it doesn’t harm the society, i do

 not say there is anything wrong in being gay”

 And that could be the sane argument,

 But

 I have a problem with why the society should even have a problem!

 If Your community is too narrow minded to accept your sexual orientation, remember you need no1s approval to do what you want

And It’s all about love isn’t it ?

 If its love then you do not have anything to be ashamed of or scared of.

If you have love celebrate it, doesn’t matter if you are straight or gay or lesbian :).

Murder(?) of the female child.

little child,

 i know the darkness is engulfing you..

scaring your little mind

i 'll hold your hand and guide you through your journey to your 

other side

until your merge into pure consciousness.....a promise

 i know you're the purest form of love, so nascent ...

so beautiful and flawless pearl....

fly away .. 

before you are

tarnished by the hand of devil

 before you could meet your goal...

before you could lose your innocent ignorance in earthly

existence

 the darkness chases us now

As i utter these very words

you turn to look into my eyes 

your soul

reaching out to my mine

making me understand your fear

of our unknown predator.

speed along little one.

your times of pain will become

the ones of the past.

your future holds faith and promise

this is not a poem, this is the the harsh reality , 

about the murder of a daughter by her own mother's hands.

Each day in India, a helpless mother prepares her new born 

daughter , holding her hand to embrace the journey of death

She rather kill her child by her own hands than let her face the 

tortures of growing up as a woman in her society

Story of a girl.

There once was a young girl, who lived her life like every1 else.

Like every other girl, she used to look at the mirror, dress herself up, go out with friends, did just about everything else that a person does as they grew up.

She had her scars, pencil wounds, blisters, laughs , hugs, fights and love as she grew up.

She had her make up kits, dress up games, barbie doll plays 

and the nineties cartoons (<3)

As time went on , she grew into a fine young girl who loved the way life is,

despite a million reasons she had to shun herself into a dark corner.

she laughed along when people teased her

she cried to herself when she was alone and sad,

she spoke to her best friend like every other kid when she had a problem

she was an immature little girl

But as life has it way, it bites yu wen yu least expect it.

It bit her, more than her fair share of times.

she retaliated, she fought valiantly .

she was strong.

She grew up differently, yet she looked like all of us.

She found her way in life, through constant struggles.

She grew to love her difference.

She has her friends, they would do anything for her

and she grows up every day

into a young woman :)

Royal Pain In the Ass

So i have this best friend who i positively hate the most in the world

royal pain in the ass, there is no absolute other way to describe that asshole

(my blog, so i get to cuss as much as i wanna

and my frnd, i get to scold as much as i wanna)

My world was a happy place before the character entered my life some one and some odd months back.

how can we possibly fight seven days a week

the lil white flag is black with soot,being shot down soo many damn times

so i cut it off with the idiot, for a whole month

believe me , i missed the fights.

The same wise frnd told me once " We cannot be without fighting"

yes i love accusing yu

and no i never understand you ever, according to u, but think

do i not understand u, or do i act like i dont?

no i dont give a shit if yu dont get it.

screw yourself over

but yur still my best frnd, and i love you, and my world is a happier place.

i remember the words you told me "ill be the first person to hate you, and to love you in this world"

so shut the fuck up and stop making a fuss already.

get back to business.

The Pain Inside

Sometimes I wish I could just be a little kid again.  So 


when life gets tough you can just play pretend.  I 


wanna go back to when Santa did exist.  When your 


daddy was theonly boy you ever kissed.  When Disney 


World was the best place to be.  When the only movies 


you could see were rated G.  When your biggest 


problem was learning to write your name and people 


didn't change...and your friends were the same.  And 


every time you were sad or you had a bad day.  You 


could just run to mommy and it would all be okay.  I 


wanna go back to no hurt...and no pain...just laughter.  


When everyone alwayslives happily ever after.

~ When I cry at night, the only thing I can think to 


myself is...how can I seem so---perfectly fine in the 


morning.  Why do I smile like nothing is wrong?  And 


how does not one single person notice that I'm not 


okay?

~ I don't know what I want in life.  I don't know what I 


want right now.  All I know is that I'm hurting so much 


inside that it's eating me, and one day, there won't be 


any more of me left.  Everything that ever cause a tear 


to trickle down my cheeks, I run away and hide from 


it.  But now, everything is unwinding and finding its 


way back towards me.  And I don't know what to do.  I 


just know that the pain I felt so long ago, it's hurting 


ten times more.

I just don't feel like I know myself very well right now, 


so how can I be sure about anything?  Most of the time 


I feel so awkward, you know, like I don't belong in my 


own skin, I get frustrated at everything, I could just 


scream and there's no reason for it, I just hate myself.

I'm not saying I have nothing.  I'm not saying I'm gone 


completely.  It's just sometimes it's all a bit too much 


to handle.  Sometimes I feel like it's too much.  I'm not 


going to do anything stupid because I know it will get 


better, it has to right?  Otherwise there wouldn't be 


anyone who would live past such times.  But for now, 


just for now, it hurts.

Have you ever lived my life, have you ever spent one 


minute in my shoes?  If you haven't, then tell me why 


you judge me like you do...

Open your mind for a second and think

What is....reality? 

Is anything around us real? Are we real? Is anything  


that we see around us real? What is "real"?


We are not our bodies.

The truth has to be something eternal right? Something 


that doesn't change. So is anything in this material world 


true? The senses we use to percieve the world.. What 


are we really percieving? 

If I pinched you, would you feel the pain or does your 


body feel it? 

Take water for example. In the summer, we like the 


contact of water for it is cold but we shun away the 


same cold water in winter.

It all depends on how we percieve it. This world, our 

reality, physical and emotional feelings. They are all like 

the seasons that change. They come and go. Nothing is 

constant. 

Change is constant.

So if everything changes, is any of it really real? The 


real truth is something that never changes. We are not 


our bodies. We are eternal beings. We can never really 


be born nor can we be destroyed. We are basically like 


energy. Spirit soul. 

That, is the truth. Not these material bodies, not the 


material world around us. All of this is an illusion. 




Maya.

Even the knowledge we spend our entire lives acquiring, is 


lost when we die. Whatdo we actually learn? All 


knowledge of the world we see, the universe we live in. 


Is anything really authentic? It was all studied and 


taught by other people. We merely learn what the 


thinkers of the past have left us with. Even the basic 


laws of science or the base of religion or anything we 


learn, what is real? 

Everything we know, is what we know through our senses 


and perception. There are so many things which we 


cannot percieve with our given senses. 

Take radio waves for example. We cannot send or 


recieve them. We use devices to do that. But just 


because we can't sense them, it doesn't mean they 


don't exist. 

Who knows what more we live amongst. There could be a 


whole different world existing among our own, let alone 


alien planets! For all you know, you could be a mere 


breeze in the wind to another being's perception. Every 


drop of rain could be the touch of an otherwise non 


percievable entity. You can never really tell. 




Dare.

Dare to not only think outside the box, but to step out 


of it. Dare to challenge the reality you have become 


comfortable sitting in. Step out of your comfort zone for 


one moment and dare to look at the infinite possibilities! 


Dare to think! Dare to dream! Dare to question all 


knowledge.

Are we really that arrogant to never accept the fact 


that we could be wrong? I mean 500 years or so ago, 


people knew the world was flat. Everything we know could 


be a lie. Every theory, every fact, every piece of 


academic breakthrough is mere speculation backed by 


apparent proof. But what is proof in a world that is 


constantly changing? Nothing. 

Do we even really exist? Am I actually typing this or are 

you really reading this? You'll never know. 

Fear.

fear of the truth grips us all. Only the strongest can 


dare to face and accept the truth for what it is. 

Have we become so afraid of finding out the truth that 


we have settled down and become comfortable with a lie 


we've made up after giving up on the quest for the 


truth? A lie that grows every living moment?

Think.

Of Sex and Equality.

Im a Woman

A sister

A friend

A teacher

A student

I beleive i make up 50% of the

gender divide in humans

well thats saying something.

Im supposed to Be an Equal.

YU woman, Yur an equal to every man on this planet

Back in the 16th century, women had to fight for their equality , 

freedom , education

they had to ask "permission from their father or their husband" 

for anything and everything

5 centuries later, in the 21st century

we still struggle for the same.

A recent mistake unravelled to draw parallels with the same, 

some men, i repeat some men, still channel the 16th century 

spirit,

it is quite unfortunate.

On the other hand, i've seen quite a lot o men who have 

respected women beyond imagination

I salute such men.

As for the rest of them, who pretend to be a woman liberalist, 

if you seek a woman, get ready to be burnt.

We do not fall At yur feet , or let ourselves become yur slaves 

anymore.

we come as your equals, and thats how the world is.

For real men

I love you for your respect for women.

And love your lady and her life. 

Not just her.

For the real Woman

Independance Is the key

Love yourself. You deserve that :)

Happy Birthday dear Mr. Bangalore.

Keshu

A simple lovable and adorable person

the most important thing for you is friendship , and trust

Where there is no trust, there is no you , you tell me.

You are silly and You got your own sense of humour.

All o us love you

and You are that sweet.

You take care of us when we need you.

Why, i asked you.

because you are my friend you told me.

talented yet quite modest,

sweet,

adorably lovable,

conquer the world baby...

with your words.

as you are quite capable.

asshole you are :D im not denying that either

no one can be a pain in the ass much as you can be!!

Happy birthday to you keshu :)

may god bless you with a long , prosperous and happy life.

may you find what you want in life.

for love

for trust

for the hugs

for the comforts

for the good times we had

for the good times we will have

for the fights we always fight

-With Loads of Love

your best friend.

*hugs*