Strange

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You know what, no matter how hard you commit something to yourself, but you do change for the loved ones.

 

I hated two things.

One – People calling “baby” in relationships.

Two- People calling loved ones “bacha”.

And when I say I hated them, then believe me, I was a die hard hater.

 But now,

Because of someone, I’ve started loving the word baby like anything. It’s like now I crave them to call me that.

Because of my best friend, I’ve started loving the word “bacha”. She use to call me bacha. I use to kind of hate that. And now the scene is, I call her “bacha”.

 

I don’t believe at myself. It’s a change that was almost impossible to happen. But I guess you do change in love. And by change, I mean change for the good. Don’t you?

 

Strange. Isn’t it?

 

This is no poetry, prose. Just a random thought that I shared straight from my memo.

And also, I am finally back after months of inactivity due to cliché busy rat race life schedules.

Hoping to hear from you people.

Do share you thoughts and memories if any. 😀

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Free spirits: I like one.

The heart was not a slave, mind was not a master;

Fuel of her own heart, she was the ardent fire.

Nether to nothing, radical to everything;

Not a frigid rather a fervent, she was a rampant.

Chauvinist of her dreams, fanatic for her passion;

Sill a native, no more pandemic and now an endemic.

Corrupt she was in every eye. People spread a quietude.

As if she cared?

Kick of her passion,

Stirred her up!

Whipped her up!

Society was a no stall,

No wonder!

She was an extremist; Biased towards her life.

Had she shoved over their notions,

Then she had been a death, to her own passion.

She didn’t stumble over a society boulder,

Agitation was such.

Yes! Free spirit, she was.

And, I like one.

WordPress anniversary

 

“I’m doing it now. The thing I should have done 10 years ago, but I’m happy. At least I didn’t delay in by 20 years.”

 

On occasion of the 1st anniversary of my blogging with Word Press and the Valentine’s day,  I am glad to thank all those who have been the part of my blogging journey, for, this is the best thing that happened to me in 2018. Thank you everyone out there!

Wishing you all a very happy Year ahead!

Concert Hall…

Live Out Crazy

Concert hall is not only the one with Taylor Swift’s voice echoing or Papa Mania band covering the stage but..
But might be the one where she is crying in dense darkness with foggy-diminished shadows of all those who once visited her life out of excitement(in not ok sense) and left out of amusement.
She’s wonderstruck if the amusement is within herself or the surroundings or the environment she is raised in..
Those teary eyes,dull-dumb minds,innocent hearts ♥ and the wobbly soul still questing for someone lost in woods tagged LIFE.
Because its my concert hall…

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