OPERATION BRIDE

My mother is all set to turn me into a homely girl. It’s not that she intends to marry me off in a month or two but has started looking for alliances! So according to her now I should know some basics which include cooking, cleaning, stitching, and the ability to pull through all ordeals with a smiling face.


So as a part of her training package--we began with the cooking lessons. I messed up the whole kitchen with the flour on the floor. Sink full of vessels and what not. I dreaded wondering if she would invite my relatives on dinner to display my cooking skills but well she had something else on her mind...

A few minutes later I found myself with a broom, a mop and a duster in my hand. The time to get down to level two- CLEANING. For the first time I was given the most shabby room of my house. MY ROOM. I had spent 22 years of my life in it and had never felt the need of getting down for some major cleaning. I began with my bed which was earlier done by my mother. I didn't even remember the last time I changed the sheets. A bit of fumbling and out came the chits, some cards, test paper I hid from my parents. I proceeded to the study table and the computer which was covered with layers of dust. I wondered how didn't I ever notice this when I spend almost half my day working on the system. I had to neatly wrap up my head with a bandanna lest I ruin my hair. (I recently got a haircut from PLUM).I have a big stuffed toy collection, but my white hello kitty looked tanned and my Barbie was hardly recognizable. I am a proud owner of two wardrobes and I found myself drowned in the wave of clothes once I let the doors loose it took me 3 hours to get rid of it all. Got a big lecture from my dad too on spending hell lot of money on clothes. By the end of it I was tired and exhausted.


But am happy I cleaned my room. I got so many things from the cupboard. I finally found my old personal diary. I guess I should apologize to my cousin sister because I blamed her for stealing it. I got my sweet love notes; though I am not with him anymore they still bring a smile on my face. I found my test papers which I have already burnt to ashes so that my parents can’t see them. I also got SRK and John Abraham posters which I used to collect in my childhood. I still remember how crazy I was for both of them. I found my lost pair of earrings too (My favorite ones) which I thought I had lost forever!
My room finally looks neat and tidy. I looked yuck but I did mange to save my hair and guess I need some scrubbing up too.


I have whole-heartedly submitted to my mom for the whole process of being—HOMELY but not on the cost of my FREEDOM. Still, am now wondering what waits me next weekend!! :)

THE TIME WE SPENT TOGETHER

The time when I wait for you


Is the time I think most about you…


I think about the time we have spent together


Think about the talks we did together


Think about the things you did


Which drive me more crazy and more close to you…


Think about the way I loved you and you loved me…


These are the best and the most cherished moments of my life..


I don’t want to let this time slip off my hands


But I can’t control that, it’s not in my hands…


But the thing that is in my hand is


The way I love you and this will never be the less!

PROMISES

I am going home tomorrow…

I know you’ll be sad,
But I am also not glad.

I know you’ll be depressed,
But seeing this I’ll not get impressed.


I know down here you’ll miss someone
But far there I’ll also need one.


I know you have a dream
And I promise to keep that dream…


I want to blossom your life
The way you have blossomed mine with your love...

My Love

I miss you all the days & nights,
When the rain drops make me cry...
I miss your warm touch,
When birds hug make me feel dry...
I miss your talk & the way you cared,
When people listen to me yet I feel lonely & sigh...
Every night when I miss you a lot,
Then I look in the sky to ask him why?
Why did you separate us & why did you let him go??
When my world was gray,
He was there to hold me & stay...
I know, he too is in pain,
And like me is going insane...
My heart is still crying,
Can't you see the pain?
Or are the tears just flowing in vain?
I don't know where we are heading,
I just hope it’s not the end...
Oh God, please listen to me, show me a way.
Please…! Please return our era of love again..!!