Daydreamers

I can’t even begin to tell how simultaneously scared and exited I am right now. Scared because my finals are on my head and I’m here tapping my keyboard, excited because I really wanted to write about this subject but somehow wasn’t able to take out the time due to my mind constantly concussed with Management Principles.

Anyway, so do any of you ever dream? Of course you do! How many of you here daydream? Like stare at the wall and think of scenarios that would never happen?

*Raises hand*

I do.

I recently got prompted to write about this when I found my bulky exercise book lying on the bedside and me just staring at the wall (creepy, I know) and my mum just comes inside and says, “What on earth are you staring at?”

And I jump back to reality and remind myself, “Finals in a week you idiot!”

Not only this, I’ve even featured myself as the lead singer in several music videos and also attended various Red Carpet events. I’m smiling at the thought, I wonder if you are too.

There are basically five signs that you daydream:

1) You have trouble concentrating on whatever it is you were doing.

2) You have trouble coming back to the wretched reality.

3) You picture yourself with or in place of whatever character or destination you like.

4) Sometimes you drop out of the conversation and just stare into oblivion.

most importantly,

5) Your nights are spent picturing things and events that obviously won’t happen but admit it, you wish they did. 😛

If you found yourself nodding over these 5 points, welcome to the Daydreamers Club my friend.


Note: As mentioned earlier my finals are approaching and I’m hitting the books rigorously these days, so I won’t be on blogging that much. Although I’ll do my best to keep you all updated.  

Wish me luck! 😀

The poetic/rhyming/lyrical genius brings you the prequel to “Somedays”

Hey guys, I’d like you all to check out my friend Steve’s lyrical work here.
Enjoy. 🙂

An Honest Look at my Life and Thoughts

So last night, I couldn’t sleep… so I started writing a rhyme about “Somedays” but I realized that this poem (that I started) had enough content to be by itself and might I add, this might be one of the best things I’ve ever written. Most people know me by my humor in writing, humor in my comical skits for Facebook (Sorry, you have to be a premium follower for that :P) but I’m also known for being a poetic/rhyming/lyrical genius – yes I can freestyle/rap because that’s how my brain works. My family, friends, and other people who I have shown this kind of writing of mine have loved it! I love wordplay and all of that stuff! Again, a very deep poem and I hope you all are inspired by it to keep going! If you don’t understand some of the “cleverness”, please tell me what you don’t understand!

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Teachings from Me #4 (The Art of Moving On)

We’ve all come across people we wish we’d never met. The ones who came, became the light of our life and then departed, abandoning you to your surprise. The problem with us fragile souls is, we make them our everything and expect them to make us their everything too, which in most cases doesn’t occur.

And we are so engrossed in the process of making them our everything that when they leave, we’re shattered.  We cannot accept and digest the fact that some things aren’t just meant to be.

I’ve never really gotten to the point of making someone my ‘everything.’ No one was worth the risk, but I have the skill of placing myself into someone else’s shoes, so I can relate and empathise.

But hey, I’ve lost people too. Special friends and human beings whom I expected the most of. But fortunately, I’m in the process of mastering ‘The Art of Moving On’ and I’m becoming a pro at it.

You see, I think of them as chapters, chapters of a very long book called Life. You might have an urge to tear them and throw them away, but would you be the person you are today if it weren’t for those chapters? How else would your magnificent story unfold?

No matter how hard this may sound, they came in your life to give you something, if they didn’t reap any fruit then they gave you something more valuable instead-a lesson. They showed you exactly the kind of a person you’d never be with or befriend.

Lose those strings, cut them off and look towards other bright things awaiting you. There’s more to life than just broken hearts (so cliche). You’d never even make half the journey you’ve embarked if you keep looking backwards on the road.

It’s a bad phase, not a bad life. 🙂

Cheers!

Let me take a selfie?

Today was a good day. I’ve had a really busy last week, with my college event lingering like Satan above my head to all the friends who were waiting (and still are) for me to catch up.

The event went AWE-FRIKING-SOME. The audience said I gave a reverberating welcome speech, full of pithy and vigor. Woot Woot!

As for the ‘friends catching up’ thing. Ahhh, we all know how bad I am at socializing. But I did manage to go for pizza with a friend. Which was fine and all.

Now, let’s get to the point.

I’m not very active on social media, but I do  bump across photographs of various girls in ..umm ..peculiarly scrunched faces. Two words I hate:

1) Pout.
2) Selfie.

Combine both of them, and you get a deadly equation:

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I’m not being narcissistic or condescending here, but it saddens me to see the virtual non-existence of natural smiles. What happened to “Say Cheeeeeseee?” How did it get replaced with, “Make Pooouuuutttt?”

I see carefully crafted poses practiced a thousand times in front of the mirror. It’s like people are so much into aiming for perfection that they’ve forgotten what it’s like to be Raw. To be Crude. To be Imperfect.

Everything is revolving around selfies these days. Two things prompted me to write this. One, I saw an advertisement of a cellphone today. It said, “Here’s the new ‘XXXXX’ phone specially designed to take ‘Perfect Selfies.’ ”
Gone are the days when people checked the RAM or the OS of the phone people.

Two, while gorging myself on pizza today, I picked up my friend’s cellphone and was almost going to take a picture when she says, “Aakansha taking a selfie-now that’s something rare to watch. You would never make a pout, would you?!”

I rolled my eyes.

Understand this- I’m not condemning the idea of poses, but there’s a limit to everything. The line has been crossed.

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Either something is terribly wrong with my generation or something is terribly wrong with me. All THIS, the excessive self-obsession may seem futile and innocuous at the moment, but I fear what lies ahead.

Girls are getting OBSESSED to the point where it’s getting downright annoying. If the selfie isn’t perfect-it’s damnation. Hanging out is more for Snapchats and less for interacting. The thing that bothers me is-why isn’t anyone else seeing this? Why can’t anyone else realise what’s wrong?

Tell me fellow bloggers- Don’t you think a picture when clicked by someone else is much more natural and prettier? Think about it. I don’t even remember when was the last time a stranger asked me, “Ma’am ..would you please take a picture of us?”

They all just stick to each other and click a picture of their heads.

Anyway, I’m a sucker for natural smiles and giggles and kisses and not hugs. (Hugs are awkward.)

I’m surrounded by pouts and duckfaces. But I still grin with my 32 teeth. 😀 (Wait, I guess I should count.)

STAY RAW. STAY BEAUTIFUL.