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1. Last beverage?  Tea 2. Last phone call?  My sister who is married now. 3. Last text message?  A friend's mom giving me my friend's brother's phone no. which I asked for, so that I can wish her birthday, as she doesn't keep a personal cell phone. 4. Last  song you listened to  Book you read?  Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green. I watched music channels for some two hours yesterday so I don't remember which song. However, the song I hummed during the day was Sara Evans- A little bit stronger for no particular reason. 5. Last time you cried?  3 4 days back. LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:  6. White 7. Blue ( for light blue denims :P ) 8. Black 9. All colors actually ;-) HAVE YOU:   10. Made new friends ?  Yes 11. Fallen out of love ?  Sadly no. 12. Laughed until you cried ?  Yes, its been  a long since I did it with friends. Happened sometimes back with cousins and happens w...

I just  have to  make a post today! :D Colour display, polyphonic ringtone, integrated flashlight, FM radio, incredibly lightweight and best of all, the battery LASTS for DAYSSSSSS!!!!!! Read  this  if you want to feel the awesomeness of Nokia 1oo. :P   And , this is about the fact that I spent the whole year (okay, minus a few days) with a basic Nokia, Nokia 100 (yes, in this age of smart phones. How great is that? Very!). So..Yup! No Whatsapp, not-every-time-Facebook, no other apps and no music player...but it has something I am sure most of the phones do not have today- a Torch :P :D Oh! I would miss this torch  wala  phone. Well, I am not abandoning it right away but soon I will (I'll let it complete at least one  full  year with me ;-)). I'll truly miss these  torch-wale-phone wale din.  When this phone came to my life in January this year , i.e. when my old phone got damaged, it had a blue body and it tru...

The end of the year is approaching, and there are few pages left in my diary. Something right's happening, no? It's unusual because despite wanting to, I have never been  a person to start a new diary in the beginning of every year (this year I will :D) as a) I am  was not a person who writes regularly, b) or who is organized enough to keep one diary at a time or c) somebody who would actually take up the same diary she has kept for random (and sometime thoughtful) scribblings and write at the back of  any notebook or on a random paper, yeah this is my laziness. Worse than that, you'd never find my diaries neat, of course I'd never show it you! :P Diary, pen, marker and a better  phone :P Clicked more than an year before! My last diary, the one which is almost finished (I am already not calling it my "present" diary :P, I am actually excited to start a new diary in the new year. Yeah, imagine a kid writing this post :/ ) is of 2011, in which...

I remember the time in 2012, January or February, when I began reading , I was so hungry for books. I would spend the whole day reading. And the books I read then, I still remember the story, some lines even today. I used to have at the most three unread books at a time, not starting a book until I was done with the one I was reading. I might not have read many , but that was better. Slowly I developed a mania, not exactly of reading but of purchasing and collecting. Collecting books is a hobby, even an obsession but I am not against that. But I am against piling up unread books one over the other onto the bookshelf. It’s a pure disregard. Or may be it doesn't work for me! I just hate my bookshelf these days. It’s having so many good books yet I am not reading any. In fact, even if I am reading, I have realised that it’s more to finish a book than to read. I am in the middle of four books this time. It sucks you know. Leave. So, no more purchases...

I clicked it while roaming in a market. Sometimes, the table is not a complete mess :P The clock on my computer table. Fridge Magnet Clicked for no particular reason! My room, when it is tidy. Of course the credit goes to my mom :-) Like my page On Facebook  HERE

I hear the forced ease in his voice And perhaps I understand now, So I choose to let it go... You meet someone and see a reflection of your soul And all you want, is to know him better, To speak, to tell, to hear Without any commitment, any promise. But sometimes, the other persons has his doubts The other person has his fears So I choose to let it go.... Destiny is what makes two souls meet But we choose who we want in life who we do not, When he has made a decision, I must respect that. So, I choose to let him go..... And I know, I have a life to live, and not just live but live to the fullest, So I choose to let him go And live his dreams And I'll live mine. Coz this time I cant afford to lose myself for anything, any place, any expectation or anyone, For any regrets And keep faith That whatever happens, happens for the best. So I choose to let him go.... (c) Priyaa Arora Letting go.....it's important, no??? Situations arise and teach you...

Found this picture again on FB. (It has gone viral over FB so don't know who it belongs to) The Question is--- How many times???

As I am writing this, sitting by my desk, I have innumerable things beside me. A just-empty glass of Apple-juice, my phone , a golden tape, some papers lying haphazardly…..the list goes on! Shows that I am a messy person. Actually I am both…I like organization…like my almirah n all- I don’t let anyone open it. I am writing today partly because I feel I have been away from writing or blogging for long on account of My sister’s wedding (and also nothing was coming to mind as to what to write) and partly because my Friend has asked lot many times to keep writing. Its not that my mind is out of ideas or thoughts that I won’t like to take down on paper but as they say…their frequency is lot more than the total time required to open PC and start typing. Though I sometimes do write in diary as well, but there is nothing worthy of sharing in this space. Those all are my random thoughts which I start with sentences and then end up with doodling all over the page. Most of the time these da...