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Its been so long since I was last active in blogosphere. I had almost thought I was done with blogging but I think writing is addictive. Once again, after almost 1.5 years, I feel like writing again. There's nothing much to write about or may be there are some thoughts going on in my not-anymore-hyperactive-but-still-constantly-thinking mind to put down. Honestly, I don't know. There was a time when I ranted on this blog that I need solutions, I cant keep on ranting..blah blah blah... But post Feb 2015, a lot happened that I feel grateful to this blog. This blog has my journey from someone who had become an angry at everything, constantly crying, utterly pessimistic and unhappy with life & herself to someone who is now stable and content with a lot of things. This blog has my journey, not visible to anyone because it's not in the posts that I published but in the events happened in between known only to me and in some cases, to some people, but mostly only me. ...

Whenever I travel through a car with family via an open wide road having flat green fields on either side, I just can't help myself but think. I have always said that life is a journey and its not just a line for me, I actually believe it in every sense possible. And I want to have the maximum of this journey. Thank God, I have stopped throwing philosophies at every point or may be I haven't much got chance in recent times :P Though my philosophies are usually good  and  the timing is usually appropriate. :D Today actually two strange things happened: a) I don't usually go with my family. After 2012, I stay away from it, kind of. And, that has actually made me more grateful to the trips that I agree to make with them. However, today was unusual. I just agreed to go for no reason and turned out that I actually had a role to play. Though main plan was something else, I on the way convinced my parents to make an additional visit to some place else and actually tha...

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 wish somebody would tell the socially acceptable ways of saying some things. :| A struggle to express is a struggle to heal. I came across these lines a few days back when a blogger friend shared an article with me. Though I couldn't go through the article as  a whole but this line stayed with me and I shall say this line said  a lot that I couldn't express all this while. I have been dealing with inexpressiveness for a long time now. Though writing here has brought something out of me but still there is a lot that still remains. I don't write when I'm not sure and but that itch to write always remain. But I never wanted to write that I was sad, when in reality I was depressed or frustrated or annoyed or whatever. I just wanted to express in a clear way and clarity over my feelings was what missing from my life. I don't know how many times have I cribbed about not being able to write. It felt so frustrating when I couldn't write what I wanted t...

Well honestly I should be writing a happy post. Why? Because New Year's eve just went by and yesterday was my Bday but I'm in a bit introspective and contemplative mood today so something happy or funny is out of question. So, basically, read at your own risk :P New Years eve was quiet. Well, that does not mean we did not celebrate it. The wishes took place among friends and relatives through phones and messages. And actually it was a fun start this year, coz we laughed a lot in the first two hours of 2014. ;-) I blabbered a lot in front of someone who I had actually called up to share something else with, but just because I can't even bring myself to express anything clearly, I blabbered things I don't even know what. I just know that there is no hope for me. B'day! B'day was good. Although this year also, it was almost going to be a quiet bday but thanks to the fact that my sister is married now and doesn't live very far, they (dee & jiju...

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...