When love and friendsip are two different coins..

She was sitting in the  college cafeteria when they came hand in hand. They stopped at her table. They were Samarth and Aaliya. They were the most popular pair and her best friends. Their presence liven up things. She stood up, hugged her tight.

" You got late! How is your dad now? And this dress suits you" she complimented.
"Am so sorry. His fault. He got me late" Aaliya complained. She saw in his direction. He smiled sheepishly.
" He is recovering fast. And I like this dress too. After all this is your selection it can never go wrong." She gave her proud smile.

Aaliya was wearing a yellow floral knee length dress she had selected for her on their last shopping trip.

" You choose well." Samarth said.
" She always does." Milan seconded coming from behind.

She turned and hugged him. He was a good friend and her class mate. Everybody knew including her knew that he was genuinely interested in her. But the unfair game of life. She is pulled to someone else.

"And you look beautiful as usual". He turned to Aaliya.
Aaliya gave her shy smile in return.

They sat on a table.
"Coffee?" She looked at each one.
"Of course" said Aaliya.
"Sure" Samarth seconded.
She turned to Milan.
"I know you don't drink coffee. So what would you have? Sandwich? Tea?"
Milan smiled to himself. She knew him well enough.
" Sandwich. If someone.. you share"
She smiled.
"Okay."

She stood up and started for the counter.
"Rati"
She turned. Samarth had called.
" I will come with you"
She started going away without answering.

She reached the counter and placed the order.
" Sorry" Samarth said standing beside her.
Their eyes met. They stood there that way till the counter boy interrupted by delivering the order.
She gave a doleful smile, paid and returned to the table.

ON THE TABLE...   
They were talking movies. Samarth promised Aaliya for a movie tomorrow.

"You will come right?" Aaliya asked her.
She shook her head and looked down.
"Why?"
"I am not in movie mood." She looked up and saw Samarth staring at her
"What would you do alone?"
" I won't be alone"
She winked to Milan. He smiled.
" I am sure he won't mind me boring him."
"You never bore Rati."
"Oh Rati you are so selfish. You are keeping him from the movie just for your sake." Aaliya said animatedly
"Stop your pointless dramas Aaliya. I am doing you a favor though. " Rati teased..
Aaliya rolled her eyes.

Aaliya narrowed her eyes at Milan as he laughed . He shrugged trying to hide his laugh. Samarth looked at Rati. She had started laughing. But her laughter was little off. And he knew why.

To be continued..

(P.s I thought something like a story as Valentine's day just went. I wrote one last year too. )

Those stars that shine on me..

            I have been seeing these seven stars everyday oh sorry every night every year for these three-four months. I see these cluster of seven stars for four months from November to December and its breathtaking. I don't really know they are which part of constellation but definitely its not Saptarshi.
         
           Because of the habit of seeing them every year I have managed to get the almost precise time I can see them up in the sky from my balcony. I start this affair of seeing them in November at 8:30,  In December it gets 10:30, and before January comes its already midnight. In those cold nights with icey midnight winds of January, I take my double blanket and stand in the balcony just to see them. The night looks like a rich pitch black cloth with shining gems on it and these seven gems particularly shine more. There is nothing special in them but still something special, special to me. So I guess they seem more bright to me then others. I don't really know why are they special to me but I don't fail to see up in the sky every night looking out for them.
         
           It has been my routine every year. As the November gets near its like my small voice or say my inner voice sends a reminder of this event coming. I wish I could put an image of those seven stars formation. But I sadly don't own the Hubble space telescope.
         
           I talk to those stars sometimes if I have not got enough people to hear me that day. Those stars don't stop if I go on speaking, they don't question me they just listen. Its a very good option for people like me who can talk all day.

* I have tried here to give the impression of the positioning of stars. I know this will have no effect but I think I want to give one *

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A rectangle and three stars in it. In the sky it looks mesmerizing

            Well there is no particular reason for writing about these stars for you people. But thinking for topics I felt I can write on this. We all have things that makes us happy, changes are mood, soothes us, everything on your mind is diverted and you only feel happy with only having them in front of your eyes. For some its some special people and for some there are varying things. For me these stars are one those things. Thats why I don't mind standing in icey winds this January. Just find those things again so you also feel the happiness. If you already have those things have it around you more so that you smile all the time because we all know smiles are infectious.

First Prose than Poetry

So I wonder why people write poems.. I mean I don't know why they try so hard to rhyme each word, make each sentence sound perfect. I was never the one who likes them. I can't write and I can't read one even. Of course I can read but I don't have patience to analyze each word for its hidden meaning behind. I don't have patience to read it twice and adore it. I read them in school because they were going to be in exams and of course I had hard time with that. It was like I memorize them robotically, without tune, without thinking about its meaning.

I asked my blogger friend that why do they like to write poems. He said its just a way to express things and feelings in a 'subtle' way! So subtle way huh? Well then I am not the person subtle way is for.

So whenever I get across poems on someone's blog first I check the length. I am particularly more aversed with long poems. I can't read all and remember how the poem started and still find it beautifully written. I usually forget the first paragraph after going to the fourth. So I can't see how beautifully it is linked. So you see why I have an aversion with long poems.

Second I see the blogger. Yeah this also depends who has return it. If it is someone who I closely follow then I would take a sneak peak at least.

And then it depends upon the topic on which it is written on. You know that people write poems on any topic and on any thing. They write on rain and childhood. I have seen poem on childhood toys too.
And there are some common topics on which is written on now and then. I find their contents almost same always because of my indifference for words. I can't see the difference the words have made on the poem.

Because of these three things I mostly skip all the poems that come before me on blogspot. I accept poems are not for me. I prefer reading prose then poetry.

Please do comment even if it is criticism.. :D  I would take it as constructive criticism ;)

Is ur family like this too?

So Rains are now relaxing for a while and I m glad. This monsoon was not that bad. I was mostly indoors when it was raining. So how was ur monsoon? I m sure most of u would love rains. Tell me if u r n exception. I would love it. Now I m not here to write about monsoon So let me get back to the subject.

So what if u would meet an aunt who is ur father's relative and bigger than him? U would obviously take her as his sister or his aunt , wont u? What if u get to know that that big relative is not his sister but ur sister? Its Hilarious, isn't it? Yeah it is. :D

So when I asked my mother who that aunty was she told me that she is my sister. How come, Right?
So I need to get to the part on my father and grandfather's side of my BIG Family tree.

So my grandfather was the youngest in their family. He had six sisters and He was the seventh child and only boy.(I know seven kids!. Surely no concept of family planning. No wonder they had to face poverty) Before getting married, my grandfather first got all his six sisters married. So kids of all this sisters where already there when my grandfather got married. So our family is the last one. Now total kids of all that sisters got up to 32!!!!!  So my father had total 32 first cousins!!!

Now the aunt I met was grandfather's 2nd biggest sister's daughter's daughter. So my father's niece. She is bigger then him and she is already retired from her job. Now u tell me how do I react? But funny and a good thing about this is I still own the tag of being the youngest of all the cousins on my father's side. ( I m the youngest of all my first cousins. My grandfather's family was the last So I become the youngest of the whole lot)

So is ur family this confusing ? Tell me I would love to hear that too.

Byee.. Cya take care till I come again. Do wait for me please!! I would come soon

From 'Night Sins'

" They found the body today. Not nearly as soon as we expected. Obviously, we gave them to much credit. The police are not as smart as we are. No one is.
 

We stood on the sidewalk and watched. What a pitiful seen. Grown men in tears throwing up in the bushes. They wandered around and around that corner of the park, trampling the grass, and breaking of bits of branches. They called to God, but God didn't answer. Nothing changed. No lightning bolts came down. No one was given knowledge of who or why. Ricky Meyers remained dead, his arms out flung, his sneaker toes-up.
 

We stood on the side walk as the ambulance came with its lights flashing, and more police cars came, and the cars of people from around the town. We stood in the crowd, but no one saw us, no one looked at us. They thought we were beneath their notice, unimportant. But we are really above them and beyond them and invisible to them. They are blind and stupid and trusting. They would never think to look at us.
 

We are twelve years old. "

~Night sins, Tami Hoag.

( P.S  not written by me this time. But I loved this passage if this book.  I like this book too. If u like reading Suspense go for this. I will to get a post published soon. Till then Cya and take care. )

Friendhip: who has it better?

                           Heyya Guys! I know its been time but u Know engineering exams got my month over. So after exams Rains are there to make me miserable. I hate rains.. I m not surprised that u r surprised reading this! :D Some were shocked knowing these u r just surprised. So this vacations would be a indoor thing though I doubt it would be much as a vacation. So this question was eating me up ( may be I m exaggerating, but it was on my mind before my exams started). 'Do friendship between two boys is better than it is between two girls?'  I would love to have ur answers and opinions. I tried to find its answers for it.

                           So I asked a few boys and a few girls and their first answer was a counter question. :D 'Why such a question?' But they gave their opinions. Most boys said that girls are closer to each other and their friendship is better. And my gender said that boys have better friendship as they don't have a mess of emotional thing coming in between. Boys say Girls have their own importance and understanding in their friendship and it works for them. While Girls think that boys have easy going friendship. They don't have that trust and same way of thinking shit coming in between their friendship.

                          For me I don't have a 'very good' rapport with some of my girl-friends with  exceptions. Its just friendship tag between us. May be the exception is the reason for that. They feel I don't have time left out for them. I use all my time for one girl. And yes I agree she is my priority but its not like I don't try. A little help is all I need from their side. But girls have this problem. Sometimes they don't get the point. Seeing my boy classmates I envy them. They don't have emotional shit between them in their friendship. I happy at least I have a few still. They don't mind if I call and talk to any length of time. They r just happy as me to talk with me.They don't mind if I rant all about her. They r just better they know our closeness. But with the fact that I like to have more friends just makes me think more. I never had to try hard making friends but I don't what is happening now.

                          I though got some neutral comments.Some say nothing is important that true friendship. I know but still question remains the same. So tell me what do u think. Do boys have it better. Why do u think so? I need answers. I know I maybe presenting a stupid question but still I want to know ur thoughts. I would love to.


(P.S I want to come soon again. Bye, Cya and take care till then and yeah don't forget to comment.)

Mumbai To Hydrebad!!

                             Its my train journey from Mumbai to Hyderabad. What made me post this is that it had a different feel of traveling. (I hope I can show that to u!) I live in Surat. My train journey started from there but u know having traveled to Mumbai so many times it has nothing different in the travel. But Mumbai-Hyderabad was different. Reading u may say it was not different but something was there in the atmosphere which made it different.
                             So on the Dadar terminus, the Hyderabad-Deccan was already waiting to welcome me. The cream colored dusty train was clean from inside a rare site in Indian train sorry to say. Its was well kept than other trains , I m talking about A.C compartments. But what was different in this train was it instantly gave me the feeling of going to different region. It had a feel of different culture. U know all the Western railway trains have blue color. Blue color trains, interiors and everything. But this train had cream and brown theme. This made me remember that I m going to enter the Deccan plateau or Peninsula plateau whatever u refer. Seeing this brown berths, sandstone floors, cream blankets; my mind connected it with the Deccan plateau. I had learnt that the plateau region states, the Karnataka and Andhra are rocky, It connected the brown with the rocks and hills. U get it right! So right from when I entered I started to feel a different culture.
                              Just as we settled down two boys came on our opposite berths. I guess they were in late teens or in early twenties. We settled they settled but I don't know why they didn't settle their bags down! So as usual like boys they settled down and took out their phones. One got his headphones in and other took another gadget out. A Play Station! He started playing a football game! And that's what made me realize that even if go in a different culture, country or continent, Boys will be Boys! Boys and their love for football. My mind could never catch that. Then the TC came and they suddenly vanished. Don't know why did the try to board the train without ticket. But I guess they were going to Pune from their talks. After all they were students.     
                            After they went away I figured it out that analytical me was so engrossed it them that I didn't figure out I didn't have a window seat! Yeah a window seat is very important to me in any means of travel. I need a window to feel comfortable. My time passes quickly and effortlessly when I have a window to see outside. Upon this, this guy having seat on the side of the alley was constantly staring me! And I m damn uncomfortable with stares. As a girl I should like attention but nor can I take attention , stares or compliments. I feel irritated. I was seeing my mood deteriorate. At that moment I saw an empty window seat. U can know how would I have been feeling. I confess in the whole journey I would always be finding a window seat.
                            Amidst all this it started raining near Lonavala! Yeah early rains. I dont like getting wet. But I love seeing it raining. The wet soil smell is the best part of it. I love rain (till I m not going to get wet) because Surat doesnt have much rain. It was a beautiful scene. As we passed the ghats, the scene mesmerized me. The ghats were scenic but the rain made it more beautiful. I suddenly found comparing it with Darjeeling slopes minus the tea plantations! ;) :D  Seeing the rain my fellow passenger started a chat. She lived in Mumbai and rain is terrible to her! I understand! She asked me y was I going to Hyderabad and this and that! She was talkative much as me! She found out that I m from Surat an said She likes it. Its a nice place. Now its a common compliment but even u would like a compliment for ur city. It feels good when ur common city is liked by someone!

( P.S Sorry this journey was in the last month but u know 7 days holiday and then completing all the assignments.I would like some comments and would be thankful.  Would write soon bye! Cya! Take care till then )