Yeh Jawaani Hai Deewani celebrates 4years! 

This amazing movie is celebrating four years and is already being compared to the paramount of Indian movies, DDLJ! The genre is rom-com and all of us know, how much this genre is celebrated by the youth! 

Apart from the amazing star cast and soothing melodious songs, the dialogues are something that all of us can relate to. These few dialogues can magically pick up my mood anyday! 

Let’s take a look at the dialogues and the credits go to Scoopwhoop for making them look so beautiful! Read Scoopwhoop’s article here.


I Am Not Claustrophobic, Anymore! 

28. 05. 17

Losing someone is one of the harsh realities of life. It is harsh but like always, truth is inevitable. It takes hell lot of time to accept that truth and make it a part of our life. By losing, I do not mean, not talking. By losing, I mean death. I lost my grandmother today who was an eternal part of me. She was quite a distance away from me, we didn’t meet every year but since distance increases​ love, our love kept increasing like the distance. She didn’t talk to me everyday but I saw and felt and lived with her reflection since day one in the form of my mother. Bangalore has been tough or has been easy but has been truly worthy. They tell, time heals the pain but the fact remains, that with time, you start moving on with the pain. That pain becomes a part of you. Surprisingly, when look back, you wonder how did you overcome all the pain. You never want to let go of a person you love, so selfish we are! Things we never dare to even think sometimes happen and that is when you expand your horizons. Death is not a small thing. That person takes a part of you forever and today, when she left, she took away my claustrophobia from me. Definitely, your loved ones know what is troubling you!

I remember, I was not claustrophobic, that was induced in me by another mortal and today, an immortal soul disappeared, magically taking all my fears away! Suddenly, the darkness that haunted me, now gives me peace. I gave her the closure she awaited dearly for and in return she became my closure. A little guilt will always linger that I could not meet her but aren’t we always guilty of something or the other everytime? I know, five years down the lane, I will be proud of myself for all the love I gave to people despite their despites. One thing after the other, another fear will be fought, another war to be won and another heart still to win. I ain’t giving up soon! Yet the toughest battles are still to be fought but for now, let me sleep in the guarded arms of my grandmother!

Dida, your beautiful soul will rest in peace!

13 Days in Bengaluru! 

The featured image of this post is quite unusual and miles apart from the regular color combinations. So is the weather and roads of my old city love, Bengaluru. I was here in this city even the previous year yet this place seems, new and unknown. Maybe, that is the beauty this city beholds, it has something anew to offer everytime you visit here. Last year, that journey happened because of a lie and this year, that lie has been amended to truth! How beautifully fate works, I didn’t plan to come here again, it just happened. Few people did change but it is not the fault of a city to transform us, it is us, solely us to transform and become badder or better! 

The traffic is huge, the jams are inevitable and people are infinite. You stop more than you move. You reach your destination by applying brakes and not by accelerating. The riders have this great way of communication, that is, they look into each other’s eyes and understand which way they are going. This way of commuting is more safer than blinking the tail lights in your vehicle. As a kid, I understood that, the green signal signifies start but here, it is orange that urges you to accelerate and zoom away! Everyone seems in a hurry, like they are going to miss the spaceship to the moon. People seem to forget, that footpaths are for pedestrians and not for bikers. Yet, when you observe carefully, you understand that everyone has to reach somewhere, this kind of understanding helps avoid accidents. Afterall, you are stuck all the time in jams, how will accidents happen?  

The weather is more like your clingy girlfriend or your over possessive boyfriend, it can change its mood anytime! The mornings are bright, sunny and hot and the nights suddenly turn windy and rainy. It starts raining out of no where and gives no indication or hint before the downpour starts. Electricity happens to compliment this weather perfectly! As soon as it starts raining, the electricity vanishes as if, the electrons are enjoying the rain too! The night sends chill down your spine and in the morning, sweat droplets run down your forehead. You are pretty much confused, you live two different cities is what you feel. Yet, they tell that, Bengaluru has the best weathers. 

Jump back to my previous blogs and you will know that, I fall in love with pretty much anything and everything and that is why I fell in love with this unusually​beautiful city, Bengaluru! 

A New City, Another Different Story! 

I am back to this space after a pretty long time and I have been missing it way too much! 

As usual, I do not know where to start from, I do not know, which part of this story to tell you guys first. Again, let’s start from the start! 

We all have an undying passion for something or the other. My undying passion is for writing and it does not seem to fade out soon. WordPress has given me a different world altogether, I met my friends who are my virtual family, my soulmate and also, this fetched me my job! A dream job! I don’t know how to thank WordPress for all these! 

I never wanted to get into a software job and slog from 9am to 5pm, under someone! Nah! That isn’t me. I slogged and was rotten enough on the benches of my high school or junior college. Engineering was much fun though, the benches and the classroom will surely miss me because I hardly sat on them! 

Tomorrow is 8th May, 2017 and tomorrow will also be the last day of my engineering days. Tomorrow, will be one of the best days of college. The sad part being, I will be leaving the city where, I am born and brought up. This is the first time, I will be leaving my parents and staying alone, it seems fun! It is pretty much fun but equally upsetting. I can now feel the transition from a little girl to a woman who knows what she wants out of life and a lady who has decided whom to marry. Tomorrow, marks the beginning of our eternal love and unspoken vows that we took the previous year! May 8th has always something beautiful and grand to offer. Happy Mother’s Day to all the mother’s in advance! 

Two big decisions of life, marriage and career, have already been decided, all I have to do now is, enjoy the process of turning into a butterfly from a cocoon. I know, the people who are leaving along with me and have stayed over 21years in one place, that how difficult the moment would be, when you see, your flight leaving the grounds of your city. Your heart will further sink in when you see the wheels touching a new ground, a new place, new people and yet, a new story has just begun. The people who are coming back to home, trust me, that’s the best place to live. Value and cherish those little moments with your family. 

It has been five straight nights that I have not been sleeping and even if I did, I woke up yelling, ‘mom!’ The nights are mostly spent by staring at the sea or thinking of how to react when I see my parents leave. The moment they turn back and get into the cab, I will be all teary, yet, I explain myself that my dreams will bring me back to them. Mom already has so much happiness in her eyes when I talk about my work. That is what I want, she should be happy for what I am doing, pride will come sooner or later. 

To reach somewhere, you need to move out from your comfort zone. Moving out, staying alone, doing what I love and having my love beside, I could not ask for more. I just wish, the day, they leave, I don’t cry. They​ should not be leaving the city with a heavy heart after all, the city is too beautiful for someone’s tears. I have been to the place and thoroughly enjoyed the stay. Also, the next time, I come home, I will be travelling alone for the first time. Too many firsts 2017 is going to see, too many firsts yet to come!

All the best to all of them who are going to be my co-passengers in this amazingly adventurous journey and to all of them who aren’t a part, I love you guys! The next post would be on the day, I reach the city, till then, adios!