It’s been ages since I was Banned From Shopping Anymore. Okay Fine!!! Maybe it’s been just 1 month that I didn’t feed my already fat wardrobe. But I realized I have been really selfish. All I did was care about the health of my wallet. I wanted it to be healthy wealthy and wise. I never thought that by doing this I was actually neglecting my other love. Wise people (like me) believe that if you don’t show your love constantly for something they tend to get sad and depressed. Don’t we always crave for attention and love? Turns out every other thing can also feel, like human beings.
~There she was as a kid, playing happily with her mom and dad. Her dad giving her a horse ride on his back. She loved it. Now she hardly called them and felt guilty.
~There she was gossiping with her college friends who were once her lifeline. They would share every little secret(even the dark ones) with each other. Now she hardly knew where they even lived.
~There she was, her boyfriends arm wrapped upon her and the safest place in this world. She loved it how he would tease her and pull her chubby cheeks. She did love him then and still loved him. Only if she had not let him go.
Let’s have a healthy competition. Do you have your dream logo for your blog too?
If you happen to have a logo for your blog or you are planning to make one, then do post about it and ping me back so I can check it out. I would love to see your logos and maybe we can hold a healthy competition for the same where we all vote for the best one. Make sure to ping me back your post and I will compile all the logos in one post and then we can vote. I would love to make a guest post for the winner too. It would be fun right?
I started my car in a hurry and sped away from the place as fast as I could. I was speeding and kept telling myself, it’s just in your mind Ellie. Just when I thought things were getting better my car broke down. It was a strange place but luckily for me I could see a car repair shop just a few blocks away. I had no choice but to get drenched and run towards the shop. Two extra happy service men greeted me cheerfully as if glad to see a soul. I explained my condition to them. They agreed to help me. So along they came with me where I had my car. Or at least that’s where I thought I had my car. They looked confused as well. We walked in for a little while and there it was. But that couldn’t be my car. Could it? It was all crumpled and looked like it had been through some sort of accident. Did it happen after I left the car? Wow, that was such a close call.
Does it make me sound weird if I say sometimes I want to eat a particular smell? Like the smell of petrol. I can never get enough of it. Whenever I am in a petrol pump I am that weirdo who keeps exhaling the smell of petrol like some sort of fresh air. I know it’s poisonous but I want to taste petrol. Maybe on my deathbed. That could be my last wish. What? I would already be dying. Might as well taste it and die a few seconds earlier.
The other day I cooked. Yes you heard it right and yes it’s summer here. I was all sweaty and my parents were (oh so sympathetic) that their daughter was out their cooking for her survival. I don’t need sympathy. I need a cook!!! Period.
It’s not like I can’t cook at all. I just don’t want to. I don’t get the feeling of internity and happy ending from inside. I have more bruises from oil than I have from anything else that I love to do. If I do feel like cooking something special or new it’s just a one day thing or a one night thing. No strings attached. I can follow the recipes well enough to bring out something edible but each and every time I am in the process of cooking I feel I need to have a chair and definitely an AC to cool me off. I can cook while sitting. I know there are kitchen rules but can we just include a chair in it? Tell me will that make the process any harder or easier because I clearly have no idea whatsoever.
I had seen this particular house long ago in a certain app but each time I would skip it conveniently as the house didn’t look quite appealing. You know how they say first impression is the last one. In layman’s words it didn’t appeal to me at all. Plain and simple.
I still had time but the only problem was I had already told the owner that I would be vacating this month because at that point of time I seemed to have had found the perfect house for me though it kept giving me strange vibes.
With just one week left to vacate, I knew I was in a scoop because the whole house hunting had left me with no choice (and energy) but to vacate the previous house. In what turned out to be my frantic effort I went out to look for the house that had left no impression on me whatsoever. To my surprise and delight(Oh so much relief) the pictures seemed to have done total injustice to the place.
Sometimes the pictures aren’t telling you the truth until you go and see it with your own eyes.
As much as life is nothing without hope, there isn’t much life can give you unless you have any desire too. You can be hopeful for a better tomorrow but can you get what you want if you don’t aim for it? Or what if we don’t know what we want? Or much worse what if we leave our thoughts there itself, do nothing but just hope that tomorrow will be a better day?
You do know where I am going. Right? To make things happen a certain way we have to put in our desire into work. Hope, of course will keep on doing its job from back-end but from front-end we need to burn in our desires only to rise up more stronger, wiser and better.
Presenting before you my Burning Desire!!!
To look on the positive side I always feel a bit lighter when I am down with fever. Mostly because I am unable to eat and I feel it’s the right and best way to loose some weight. Weird!!! Right? I know but do you feel so too? I know the glow is lost but at least I loose some weight. I told you I am a positive person 💁