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Love! A feeling indescribable! Have been a big movie buff and romances being favorite. Have grown up to them, the Bollywood songs, beautiful locations and superlative dialogues which make you fall in love. No doubt Shahrukh is my favorite. Getting goosebumps seeing DDLJ is how I have learnt what love is. Seeing Raj take over his ladylove is how I realised what love is. Yes I am a typical girl with a perplexed cloud of a dream romance in real life too. But but, real life is so much different. No background tracks, no beautiful weathers, no flying of hair in the winds and yes no beautiful places to play. Reel gives you a dream story to live a real, sometimes appoints, sometimes just pinches. Not sure if it can be true or anything, for some it is, for some it isn't. And then comes a person, who stirs your life and it becomes magic. You start living a life. It becomes different, it becomes enchanting. I believe in magic coz I can feel it. I believe in love for now I percei...

Back in the days, when things were just about to survive, people lived in the present. No rushing, no peeking; it was just about how I see an acute future; say may be a week or more so month. A story beyond that ceased to exist. A time beyond that was just a myth. Back in the days, life must’ve been fun. Bringing in our times, this is an era of rat race. Working our asses off is the demand of the day. A child much before is born, is in the minds of the parents, stamped to be someone, a someone who he has no idea who ll he be, a someone who ll soon be a part of a race, a race for existence. In the quest to survive NOW, things become dramatic. Don’t you think we are brutally missing something in this whole drama? Probably a zeal to survive; not mere survival for existence. What kind of life it is when you don’t even know what’s with the LIFE you live. It’s a complex situation where one doesn’t know why; why are we just earning working for hours when we are unable to spend tha...

  Unlike these usual days around usual people, we end up finding and fiddling up for someone special on a bright sunny day. Oh well, may be on just another day. You may never notice for long and that day will probably the BEST day of your life. Isn’t it funny that this one flick of your hair and the very way you flip them back can get your heartbeat to rise? Charming and attractive as it sounds, when reciprocated back, it just piles up a lot of smiles unbound. Quirky and unconventional it is when you silently exchange glances, letting those eyes talk around. In a group of people when you switch over your hands to catch hold of some wanted attention, sassy and amusing it is. When without saying a word, you tend to divert that ONE person, oh boy, there’s something surely going on! Chirped up and kinky things go on, you just go down the flow and things move on. Given a chance and you hold hands, within seconds you just drift apart. Unsure on mind but sure at heart, you know ...

"He was chasing her hastily, coz she was wanting to fly away! To the horizons she could touch, coz she knew him to be her all the way!" A few months ago when they met, she din't even know this thing called love. All her knowledge was based on the things she saw and read. To have felt that feeling, umm, she thought she was not that lucky. A regular girl that she was; work, friends and home was her daily frolic. She dared less but thought more. She spoke less but yearned more. She did less but dreamt more. On the other hands was him, a stud who enjoyed his life partying with friends. "Studies, oh what was that?" kinda attitude. And a unique equation of his style and girls going crazy. Yeah he had his share of relations and out of them still beaming. Where did they meet? Via a crazy girlfriend whom they both shared. Crazy for him and her antiques made her look to her as well. A deliberate attempt to grope this guy at a restaurant where she had stalke...

Sometimes in life, you miss a beat! A happy thing may suddenly be shattered! Walking through the path fluently, Sometimes they just falter! I stood by, I tried! But it just din't happen! I still conceived the process, Expecting it not to dampen! Did I cry? Oh yes I did! Did I feel the burden? Indeed! Wasn't I disheartened? Ofcourse! That night was a heavy time! Merely could think, hardly could breathe! What went wrong was not a small thing! Post the sleepless nights, looking out with hazy eyes! I gathered myself and found the lost baggage! Nothing can deter, nor can the capabilities be denied!   I just knew I have to and I can surface! For nobody understands, nor has a say, My life's about ME and my Courage!

I wish I could say, How much do you mean to me! I wish I could claim, My feelings for you and me! Wanderlust my head, Found it's shrine! For in you it finds, Purity and Peace confined! I was a prose who became a poetry Winding up in the sentiments! It was you, who came like a storm Finding me a tune to the element! A probable reason why you are in life Was to bring out of me, this side unbind! Which I never knew I could, But you, reasoned it being in my bloodline! A thank you won't be enough, For this is not a small deal! This thing has miles to go, And you are forever my zeal!

Life is funny! Life is interesting! Depressing for some! But goes on for all! Crazily these days, thanks to this unbound world of Social gang-ho, we interact with SO many people. Especially if you are a person loving to meet new faces, explore new strangers, this is a mind-blasting pavement. You meet someone, via a friend or just sheer luck (probably a bad one in few cases). Things built up through a story; a life story. You talk about likes, dislikes, friends, foes and so much more; it gives an insight to the others and sometimes you click and sometimes you don't. Sounds easy eh!? But it isn't. Being on the social side of the society, isn’t really a cakewalk. You have an encounter with the retards as well. They are one finicky persona. I met this girl (definitely not naming her here) who was like so sheepishly self-obsessed. I mean ofcourse even I am obsessed, but to a certain limit. Can't really keep drooling over self eh. So this girl, I met for the ...