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I was freezed when we were walking on that day and you said I love you. Suddenly everything stopped for me. Even We were passing by the traffic but no honking nor the shops or the people were able to pass their words through my ears looked like your 3 magical words really had some magic in them. But i was blown away when you said  That you were just practising how you gonna propose the love of your life. At that given point of time everything stopped. For the first time happiness and saddness wrap me over under them at the same point. It felt like today was the most special day of my life but somebody has took the right over it and i just stood there seeing it walk away. I was listening all of your stories that for how long you wanted to tell me this, how you fell for her and you asking me to help you in organising the proposal night but frankly speaking it all just went over my head. Atlast you asked me if i was happy for you? I hoped you asked if i was happy for mysel...

Relationships are like a rose that we forgot after leaving it in our diaries but when you open it after years, You will observe that may be the flower is not as fresh it was the first day, but it has left the marks of its presence over the pages. Few days back, I saw one old couple sitting together. Both were celebrating the woman's 40th birthday together and I saw the gentleman clicking the pictures of property and moutains with utmost sincerity. Thankfully, I had to take guest to their boooked suites for their stay so I was able to met them and was able to witness their story. This is the main perk of being a hotelier and working with hospitality industry that you donot only get to meet different people but you meet different stories!!! So while talking with the couple I got to know that their marriage was nothing like love marriage infact their marriage was like that of normal indian marriages we have always witnessed. The gentleman's Chachu was friend with the w...

This blog is for the most complicated relationship we ever have and we all have. This one is the biggest ship that can never drown in the sea of LIFE.   This one goes through the biggest ups and touches the lowest point but still manages to reach the seashore. This is the bond we make with ourselves which keeps on changing as the time flies and this is the Love Story of US WITH US. Have you ever thought why were you born in this cruel world? Offcourse everyone thought of it while we were busy fighting with everything. When we were born we never had a feeling. Frankly speaking, we only knew when to cry. As we grow older everyday, I think the child in us starts coming back and we only remember to torchure ourselves with all the mistakes that we had done and everything that is going in our lives. Later we had pencils and erasers in our hands to erase our mistakes but now I realize why we have been given the pen in our hands !!! The agenda behind this must be that as we gro...

When Lata Ji sang " Jeevan ka Matlab to Aana or Jana hai", I never knew that grief is only about being sad but it is about losing a part of yours. Today I realize it because my heart mourns today out of respect. I remember meeting Khusi Ji on the first day of my job. The most youngest of all.Seeing him you can say that he is just of maximum 20 years but he was 26.He was from Rajasthan and got married at the age of 23. He had a beautiful family with 2 kids. I always met him happy. He always used to do work what has been told, and always walked with a happy mood. Offcourse sometimes while working there were some dissagreements that used to happen but at the end we all knew that he understands. And we never felt his presence as much as we feel his absence today. Two days back we lost him and being the youngest of everyone he left us so early. He gave company 17 years of his life without complaining without demanding. All the extra hours and half days and fun came to ...

   So, My roomate comes exactly after 10 minutes after I come back from my shift. But those 10 minutes I am completely me. Before this I never understood exactly the meaning of Me time but now I get it. Me and my roomate's shift timing is almost the same and while working in a hospitality industry, we both generally never get time for ourselves. Isn't so obvious? But those 10 minutes time lapse between our shift means the world to me now.Not because when she comes back, she makes thing and definitely not because she is not a good room mate but you know in that few minutes after coming back from shift I can exactly be the way I like.  I can dance, I can sing on the top of my voice, I can just lie down in the same dress, I can create mess in the room and I can throw my shoes on one corner and that is what is a relief. I never understood the exact meaning because I have always lived alone. When I was in school, I used to go into one room locked its doors and spen...

H ow often you feel that you know nothing about yourself? If you will ask me I will say every now and then but the question is how frustating it becomes when You genuinely want to figure out something but atlast you get to know Oh damn! I don't know me. It won't be a situation that you will be OK but it would be creating more chaos for sure. How wierd is this that we get one life and then we have to spend all the lives figuring out What exactly we want, what will be good for ourselves. People say its all written but if its all written why we always have to choose between things, Why we have to decide every now and then? Today, I am at that stage of life where I thought I new so much about myself but ended up knowing nothing. I don't know what kind i am, what kind of genre I like, which color will suit me the best and which other things can make me happy. Finding your happy place i believe is not that easy because now everything seems to be OK only.Life has became a rollerc...

  Under my skin... My dark skin, Has gone through all the facial experiments but has never changed, Instead became my secret space. Under my skin, There are veins and arteries doing hardwork trying to make a dying soul alive Knowing there is no hope of shine. My hairy skin, Is a victim of waxing and a witness of hurtings i get, But never ever let my pulchritude loose its synonyms. Under my skin, there is a heart beating at a normal speed but gets slower everytime it tries to screams. Screams,that are dying inside every second as they have been there from a very long time, Screams,that have been seated with a flying dream. There is also a box of questions trying to find the unanswered answers, Question that i want to ask many of us, Question that made me love myself a little less. Under there, There are lungs caged in ribs just like me, Trying hard to purify the breathe in air, But finding hard to handle my breathlessness. The shortage of air i experience with my...