'Perfect'

Hey there!

So, my finals are going on, I am done with six, but two are still left. Yes, a law student's life sucks. Anyhow, yesterday after so long I wrote something. Here it goes...

PERFECT

Once upon a time, there lived a perfect boy in the perfect house, with the perfect parents. He had the perfect set of friends, he went to the perfect school, and he had the perfect life.


Everyone who saw him, who knew him, was envious of him. And why wouldn’t they be? After all, he was the epitome of perfection. He was a fun loving, cheerful person who brought a smile to each and everyone’s face. People used to see him, they used to hear his words but no one really looked, no one listened. No one looked at the bags of maturity under those beautiful eyes, which had lost their twinkle; no one listened to the guy who was barely holding on to his dear life.


The boy had perfected a routine. Wake Up. Plaster a smile. Interact. Crack a few jokes. Exist. Sleep. Repeat.


Now, this boy had a not so perfect secret, a secret, which had consumed him, a secret that had brutally taken away his chance at happiness, a secret, he swore to protect even if it meant it would lead him to his death and all because of love. Pure and unadulterated love.


He was bitter, he was full of anger, he was miserable, but he fiercely believed in hope: hope- that beautiful thread which had been holding together the broken pieces of his soul. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn’t escape the harsh reality of the fact that life wasn’t fair and he had gotten the short end of the straw. His life was a never-ending nightmare and it was all his fault.


He was the one who had chosen to walk this path. He was the one who knew that speaking up, telling the truth will ruin not one but many lives. And he did not have it in himself to do that, he just couldn’t be the one to burst somebody’s bubble even though he knew it was what he should have done.

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I know it was short, but, it's just the beginning!
Story coming up soon! Keep checking!

Hope you liked it! You can also follow my blog through facebook- Words Unspoken

Have a merry Christmas! And a Happy New year :D

Random Ramblings

How could you not appreciate the warmth of the sun as its golden fingers caressed your body?

How could you close your ears to the silent whispers of the breeze?

How could you be so oblivious to the gentle splatters of the rain?

How could you look and not see the beauty of the nature, as it turned green in its full glory?

How could you ignore the exquisite yellow jacket that the nature adorned as it sensed the approaching winter?

How could you not try to catch the snowflakes on your tongue when it snowed?

How could you not let your thoughts flow on paper the moment you held a pen in your hand?

How could you not?

Have you become that numb? 

Have you become that empty?

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So, a lot's going on these days. Things have been crazy. Everything seems pointless. It's kind of a mess. But, well. This too shall pass.

Anyway, on a lighter note... 

I began interning this July and it has been fun experience. Nothing compared to what I expected it to be. Fortunately, the lawyer I am interning under is nice. I get to read and attend 'interesting' cases. There are other interns as well. Nice people.

Just wanted to say I will

be posting another story shortly. So, be patient my lovelies!

Also, thanks for bearing my random ramblings :P

And you follow 'Words Unspoken' on Facebook as well :)

Rebirth

Hey There Earthlings!!

My exams are finally over! FINALLY!! I am a free bird till August. Sigh.

This July is going to be quite eventful! Less than ten days left for a very special friend to come to India. Plus, compulsory internship. So, July's going to be fun :D

Anyway, I wrote another short story. So, here it goes...

'REBIRTH'

Anahita was a fifteen year old, brought up under the care of a handsome woman who had not shed a single tear in her daughter's lifetime. Anahita's mother had learnt to exist in this unholy world facing all kinds of daunting obstacles head on with a smile for her daughter's sake, providing the girl with everything even if it meant sleeping empty stomach for nights at a stretch.



This girl was five when the 'transformation' had taken place, from Ananya, she had become Anahita, because of another's deeds and choices. It was a necessary change, it was a new beginning, and it was a gift. Like every other mother, she wanted what was best for her child. If killing Ananya to give birth to Anahita was the only way to achieve that, then so be it.



She wanted a normal life for her pristine little daughter, away from the prying neighbors and she did everything in her power to achieve it. She disappeared with her daughter from the disdainful eyes of the society, which would never accept them.



A fresh start was all she could afford to give her five year old at that time and so, Anahita was born. The next three years were the most difficult time for the runaway wife and her fatherless daughter. Because of her exquisite smile, countless propositions came her way, some of love and some of lust. She refused all because none wanted her baby. Getting a job in a metropolitan city wasn't easy. Yet, they survived.



Ten years have passed since.



She gave Anahita the life she deserved, a life where her daughter was not looked at with pity, was not looked at with contempt, was not hated, was not known by her father's name, was not known by the name that the societies thinks is honorable, and condemns in situations otherwise. It was funny how just a thing as trivial as a name could do so much, and what was incomprehensible was by whose and why.



Ananya's fate had been sealed ten years ago on her fifth birthday with the strike of a gavel all because her beloved father was not able to control his disgraceful desires that night. And what kind of a mother would want such a father for her daughter. And so, on Ananya's fifth birth anniversary, Anahita, with aspirations blinking latently in her eyes, said hello to this big, bad beautiful world.

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Hope you liked it :)

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'A Desirable Agony'

Guess what happens when university gives you holidays to study for finals?
You read and you read and occasionally write as well! :P

Anyway, I wrote a short story last night which I would like to share with you all...

'A Desirable Agony'

He sat there on the cliff's edge by the sea with a shard of glass in his hand, breathing in the last of a very long and eventful day. The darkness had started to color the sky and his tortured soul alike. Five months, two weeks, four days. To his friends and family, these were just a couple of months. To him and his body, they were a lifetime. He had found meaning, a reason to believe in, a reason to wake up in the morning not feeling like an utter waste of space. He had found in her the reason to live and not just exist. Her smile was his smile; her happiness was his happiness. However, her breaths were numbered and he knew that.



People around him loved perfection and he was just that, an epitome of perfection. Perfect hair, perfect looks, perfect house, perfect family and perfect set of friends but not so perfect arm. Everyone that knew him, they were all envious of the enigma that he was but no one could ever really get past that image of his. Only she did because she knew that her arm was identical to his; decorated with beauty, an angry reminder of their past deeds. They had made a pact to stop not for anyone but for each other's sake. After all perfection marred by scars is anything but perfect. They were clean.



Today, after five months, two weeks and four days of remaining clean, the reason to stay that way had been killed in the most peaceful manner possible. Every time he closed his eyes, her beautiful smile was all he saw. He wouldn't let his last image of her cloud the vision that she was. She had altered him, leaving her unique fingerprints all over his soul.



He had been dreading this day for months, contemplating all the possible scenarios. She had always been there for him, whispering words of wisdom, trying to give him the strength to face the harsh reality of life, no matter how hard he tried to fight the truth... Her days were numbered. Today, he had let the one thing that brought him joy die because that is what she wanted. Because that is what her last wish was. He loved her so much that he would've killed for her, he would've died for her but she wanted to die... How could he deny that? She wanted to die at his hands and she did. He had made it as painless as possible; he had used a pillow and couple of sleeping pills.



It was a selfless act with the purest of desire to see his mother leave the world with dignity before Alzheimer's could destroy all that she was. He was the perfect son of a perfect mother with imperfect habits.



He just sat at the cliff's edge playing with the shard of glass, a murderer. He had promised his mother that he would never follow in her example but guess he was a liar and a hypocrite as well. He was a murderer, a hypocrite, a liar, he was starting to hate himself more with every passing second. What kind of a son was he? What kind of a brother was he? What kind of person was he? Was he a person at all? He was a monster. He had to punish himself. He needed to punish himself.



He looked at the shard of glass, a piece of his mother's mirror. She was dead, she wouldn't notice the broken mirror. Again, which was his fault. It was always his fault. He had to punish himself. The only way he could punish himself would violate his promise to his beloved mother. At that moment, his hatred for himself consumed him so much that he couldn't think clearly much less look beyond that shard of glass.



He had already done so much harm what's a few more cuts could do?



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Hope you liked it ^_^

Also, if you are a self-harmer, know that you need to stop not because people are out there and they love you, no, but because you owe it to yourself not to do it.

10 Reasons Why Queen Is A MUST Watch

One reason to read this: Just because :P
Courtesy: Awkward Panda

1. Kangana Ranaut and Lisa Haydon (Hello, guys!)

 All the boys are in for a treat if they plan to go and watch this movie (if you know what I mean!)

2. Mish Boyko

Yes, of course! The filmmakers couldn’t possibly be unfair to the ladies, now, could they?

While Lisa and Kangana light up the screen , Mish Boyko gives the girls a perfect mixture of smouldering looks and a pretty face (and consequential figurative mini orgasms)

3. A reason to travel alone.

(Possibly for your honeymoon. ALONE.)

Honestly, if I ever get to go for a honeymoon like this, I wouldn’t EVER mind getting married..er..getting my marriage called off. Late nights. Out with strangers-who-will-eventually-turn-friends-after-I-tell-them-my-dukhbhari-daastan. Walking on the streets with no idea as to wherever it is that I’m going. Paris ki andheri galiyon mein chalte jana!

4. Make mistakes.

Okay, I’m not saying that go out and drink and party the night away. These are all bad things. Okay, kids? (Namaste, auntyji!)

But yes, go out. Have fun. Trust. Get your heart broken. Make mistakes. Learn. And most importantly, EXPLORE.  (Just don’t get arrested.:P)

It’s but one lifetime and it’s too short to be the ideal kid and not make any mistakes..I mean..nahi nahi! Mummy papa ki saari baatein maano!:D

                   

5. Move out of your comfort zone

“The comfort zone is a beautiful place. But nothing ever grows there”

Do something that you’ve never done before. Meet with people. Do something that you’re afraid to do! Do it, without the fear of being judged. And trust me, when you accomplish it, it’ll be nothing but sheer bliss!

6. Act goofy. Brings you happiness. Trust me, I know!:P

7. A plastic surgery for the mentality

No offense, auntyjis and unclejis! But it’s high time you let your daughter out. And without Chintoo this time.

To all the people who believe that a girl can’t take care of herself, PLEASE watch the movie. I beg of you. PLEASE. She’ll fumble, she’ll stumble, but she’ll triumph.

8. If you’re a girl who’s just broken up and is feeling alone, watch it.

This one’s for all the feminists out there! You, in fact, do NOT need a guy to make yourself happy. There isn’t always a guy that you need to protect you. Get up. Take charge. Win.

9. It’ll make you laugh, smile and cry. And most importantly, it’ll compel you to dream.

10. Not a happy ending that you’d expect, but certainly one that you’d love!

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'Shreya'

Do you know what's exhausting?
 Exams!


Do you know what's even more exhausting?
 Back to back exams!


I had my family law's exam the other day and it went surprisingly well. Don't you worry, I won't be blabbering about stupid exams. Anyhow, Something happened that day that touched my heart, again, surprisingly. :P


It started as any other normal exam day. Woke up. Freshened up. Revised. Left for college. Revised. Gave the exam. Cribbed about the paper as the worry for the next exam crept in.. Anyway, left college with my friend at around one thirty.


Now, everything is normal till now. He drops me at the bus stop and I take an E-rickshaw thingy which looks something like this->

There are 4 people in the ricky apart from the driver, moi, a 60 something lady sitting on my right, a lady in her early thirties with her 10 year old daughter sitting across us. Again, everything is in routine, the regular ruckus, the regular traffic, the regualr indifference. There is a considerable distance between our vehicle and another. But something happened, something that probably shouldn't have, something that was probably meant to be. Much to the driver's dismay, his amazingly well (Dhoom 3 sorts :P) driving skills ditched him when a bike appeared out of nowhere and collided with our vehicle. Why, you ask? Because it's India, and because it had to appear out of nowhere and it had to collide with our vehicle.


The bike swerved out of control and the biker's hand got squished between the ricky and bike's handle and it started bleeding a beautiful shade of red (yes, it was a 'beautiful' shade of red). Everything stopped for a second. I couldn't feel my heartbeat for a moment. I was working on my thoughts and letting the shade of the blood sink into my eyes and the thoughts of whatever it was that had just happened sink into my heart. And in a fraction of a second, as expected, all hell broke loose. There was chaos and people started shouting at that man and at each other [ Because, it's India and it's everyone's fault except your own]. This whole thing happened and was in the direct line of sight of the 10 year old girl  who immediately started bawling. Everyone tried to calm her down, to see where she was hurt.( All this while, I was 'hearing' random metal songs that my phone was popping and with every beat of the drum, I regained consciousness and started contemplating the scene that was being played right in front of my eyes )


Anyway, the little girl wasn't hurt AT ALL. She was crying because the man had gotten hurt! OH YES! Can you actually believe that!?


It was the raw emotion on the girl's face as she kept going on and on about the man being hurt that moved me. Because, I, probably like many others, have forgotten what compassion is truly like. That kid's innocence actually got me all misty eyed [a rarity] and I spent the next fifteen minutes trying to cheer that kid up by making random faces, showing her funny pictures and what not. And watching that smile lighten up Shreya's face just made me realize how you feel sometimes that your existence actually has an objective and that those objectives are floating all around us, like bubbles, just waiting for us to come into their way so that they can burst themselves into our faces.

On a completely random note, my blog post '10 ways to Annoy People' got featured in 'Awkward Panda', a blog by my dear friend. Check it out!
Also, you can follow 'Words Unspoken' on facebook as well. ^_^


P.s. Went to the market today while coming back I smiled at a 8 year old girl [ I swear I am NOT a pedo] and her response is 'Didi, aap bohot acche lag rahe ho'(Didi, you are looking good) :D
Bloody made my evening.

10 Ways To Annoy People

1. Poke Them

So, you discovered your friend is a teeny bit ticklish. What do you do? POKE THEM!! Because, it is good way to piss people off and it is FUN! :D



2. Doodle on THEIR register

What's new? Your friend's register! What will any innocent, sweet person do? YEP! You guessed it right! You'll ruin their register ^_^

Tips on how to ruin your friend's register:
Fill it with 'I love <insert crush's name &/or 'best friend's name'>
Fill it with random 'innocent' (if you know what I mean) words and phrases :P
Fill it with YOUR name



3. Stare At Them

Your friend started to talk about an extremely boring topic in a very monotonous tone. You want him/her to shut up. Best way to get them to shut up AND annoy them IS... 

To stare at them. Just keep looking at them without blinking. They will falter. :D



4. Mess Up Their Hair

It is fun to play with people's hair. What's more fun? Messing up their hair! 

You ask, 'Why?' 
I say, 'Just because.'.



5. Draw ON them

Because, the world is your canvas. And so are they :D



6. Give Them Funny Nicknames

Even I have my share of embarrassing nicknames. Tiny, Lilliput, chutki, shorty etc are few of the many nicknames of mine. 



7. TYPE IN UPPERCASE

So, that weird classmate started texting you. No problemo... STRT WRITING LYK DIS. Bet, it will SCARE THE CRAP OUT OF HIM. If he talks to you in person. SHOUT.



8. Smell

Mr. X starts talking to you. You don't like him. 
What to do? 
Start sniffing him. Sniff his shoulder. Or hair. Or whatever you like. He will probably get annoyed and just walk away.



9. Repeat What They Say

'This is a classic way to annoy someone.'
'This is a classic way to annoy someone.'
'No, really!'
'No, really!



10. Smell Your Feet

Yep! You read it right. Smell your feet. Actually, you know what is better than you smelling your feet in front of your friends. You ASKING THEM to smell your feet!

If at any point, you are slapped and/or punched and/or kicked for annoying people by using the above-mentioned methods. I bear no responsibility for that. Also, if you try to annoy ME using the above-mentioned methods, I promise that I will find you and I will kill you.

TMI: Too Much Information

Hey There My Lovelies! 

I hope you all are doing well. :)

So, my Quoran friend, +Preetha Datta  tagged me in a TMI post and because I am an AWESOME person I would oblige :P :P

So, here it goes:

What are you wearing?
My black tee which has a skull and 'bad to the bone' written in white with black shorts .


Ever been in love?
I don't believe in love. Way too cynical to. But, I do love books, does that count? And IAN SMOLDERHALDER <3


Ever had a terrible breakup?

NOPE!

How tall are you?

I am 5"2 approximately. Yes, I am short! Proud to be short (& cute)! :P

How much do you weigh?

Ummm... 40 kgs. Yes, I AM TINY! If you EVER tease me about it, I promise to break your face :*

Any tattoos?

OH YES! :3

Just one. On my left wrist. ^_^

Any piercings?
Yep. The ears. Always wanted a piercing on my eyebrow but parents :/ 

OTP?

DELENA & NIKOLINE 

Favorite show?
Ummm... The Originals & The Vampire Diaries.

Favorite bands?
Well, my all time favorite include 'Poets of the fall', 'The Script', 'Linkin Park, 'Bullet for my valentine'.

Something you miss?
A lot of things. But most of all, I miss my old self.

Favorite Song?
Keeps changing, but currently 'Let Her Go by Passengers'

How old are you?

Physical age: 20 years, 2 months and 18 days

Mental age: Fluctuates between 4 years & 40 years!

Zodiac sign?

I am a proud little aquarian :)

Quality you look for in a partner?

Okay. This one's easy. He should be able to cook, clean & be Ian :P

Favorite Quote?
'If winter comes, can spring be far behind?'- P.B. Shelley

Another one of my favorite is, 'Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game.'

Favorite Actor?
Ian Somerhalder ( his eyes) *Swoons* & Joseph Morgan!

Favorite Color?
Simple! Black, purple & blue. 

Loud Music Or Soft Music?

LOUD MUSIC! 

Where do you go when you are sad?
I like to be alone when I am upset so I climb on top of the shed on the terrace of my house. It's quiet and peaceful there, plus the height! 

How long does it take you to shower?
Anywhere between 15 to 45 minutes :p

How long does it take you to get ready?
Anywhere between 5 to 15 minutes.

Ever been in a physical fight?

Plenty! I have punched people, slapped people and what not. 

Turn Off?
Lies.  

Turn On?
Honesty. Being a cute drummer(or a guitarist) doesn't hurt. (Abs *.* )

Major reason you joined blogger?
Simply because I was bored and I wanted to try something new.

Fears?

Well...

Last thing that made you cry?
A late night conversation with my friend.

Last time you said 'I Love You' to someone?
Just two seconds ago to my friend, abhi :D

(Had gotten two virtual chocolates :D )

Meaning behind your Blogger/Youtube name?
'Words Unspoken'. I think it's pretty self explanatory. 

Last book you read?
Sing You Home By Jodi Picoult *.*

What are you currently reading?
House Rules by Jodi Picoult :P

Last show you watched?
Boston Legal.

Last person you talked to?

My mum

Relationship between the last person you texted?

My one true love with whom I have an EXTREMELY unhealthy platonic friendship.

Favorite Food?
CHOCOLATE! I know, I know it's not really food... BUT!

Places you want to visit

Refer to my post- 'Places I would Like to Visit'.

Last place you were?
I went to the park in the evening.

Do you have a crush?
A HUGE list of crushes, I have :D :D

Last time you kissed someone?
Can't remember.

Last time you were insulted?
Two minutes ago :/

Favorite flavor of sweet?
Orange.

What instrument do you play?
Well, I used to play harmonium.

Favorite piece of jewelry?
Ring given by my grandmom. Always wear it!

Last sport you played?
Football. Couple of weeks back *.*

Last song you sang?
Let her go by the passengers! I just love this song!

Favorite chat-up line?
Meh.

Have you ever used it?
Meh.

Last time you hung out with someone?
Today. In college. With the 'KDD Gang'. :D

Who should answer these questions next?


Definitely +Dhwani Mohan  because she needed post ideas :P
AND whoever happens to be reading this :D





Anyway, thank you to the people who made it ALL the way down here! You are AWESOME!

52 Lists: Week 11- List Your Essentials

I know that I have been a little behind on my lists project and for that I apologize. I have been dealing with a lot these days so I just couldn't bring myself to write. Anyhow, time to get on with week 11...

Going outside

Spending time with family

Cuddling with Grandmom

HUGS!!

Venting to mum

Venting to my 'live' journal :P

Catching up with friends

A good sleep

At least an hour of solitude

Freedom

Change

A good conversation

Living in the moment

Loyalty & Honesty

Entertainment

Going COMPLETELY crazy (at least once a week)

MUSIC!

Smiling/Laughter

Understanding

Strength

Acceptance

Coffee

A Good Book

Satiating my curiosity 

Learning

Trying to help others

Playing with my dog

CHOCOLATES!!

'Trying' to be humble

Late night conversations with my person


So, what are some things that are your essentials? And why?