It's not that I feel unwanted. It's just the opposite in fact. Never have I felt alone because I always have something that can keep me busy. I am never bored because it can keep me amused all the time. I can actually cancel plans without feeling guilty by saying I am busy (taking care of myself). You can say I am being stalked because wherever I go, it stays by my side. Of course initially it was a little alarming but I got used to its company. I don't remember when and how it started but now I cannot imagine my life without it. The worst part is I don't care for it but it can hurt my feelings a lot. Like bring tears to eyes (without any fail) almost every time. Now you really want to meet my soulmate. Right? Fine. It's little shy though. Never comes out openly but also never fails to embarrass me in front of others.
My lazy bones suddenly got activated and kicked out my laziness. I am super excited to share this news with you all. I am going to be a part of an Art Exhibition.It's all the more special because of its motto. 1. It's going to be a platform for all the unknown artists from various fields of life (Homemakers, Doctors, engineers etc) who have immense talent but do not have the time or correct platform to display their talent. 2. A whole wall is going to be dedicated to the underprivileged kids who are amazing painters but do not have any way to showcase their talent. This platform would surely motivate them to pursue their dream further. When I came to know of the cause I was like why not? I went to the organization myself and couldn't help but fall in love with the kids. They may not lead a luxurious life or have all the necessities in life but they sure have a big heart and a contagious smile on their faces. That's the perfect combination. Isn't it? It makes me want to visit them again and again and I am sure I soon will. For now I interviewed 5 shy artists from the lot but I will reveal them in another post so stay tuned. 🙂
So everything was working just as planned. The main plan being laying on my bed watching Netflix. The thing is I got engrossed in it so much that I failed to see that slowly I was surrounded by a 1 feet deep water. I noticed it only when the door bell rang and I put my foot down in search of my slippers. The exact thought? I am so dead. But Wait!!! That's not just it. The water had spread evenly (if I might just add) throughout my 1 BHK that I live in. The pipe from the washing machine had somehow freed itself and was doing its own snake dance while vomiting the water. It was such a nightmare. Trust me. It took me 2 hours to soak the water in towel and squeeze it in the bucket because there was no outlet as such where I could just sweep the water out. Do you think the washing machine took its revenge on me? I think I have never worked so hard before in cleaning my house. Thankfully my recliner and my bed was safe. I should definitely treat my machine with love the next time. 😉
Tell me, have you ever run away from something you absolutely love? Suddenly but not deliberately though. It's like whole life you have craved for something and the moment you get the taste of it you somehow lose the value of it only to realize it later how ignorant you've been the whole time. Life is not a bed of roses. There. I said it. I accept the old saying. But what I am not going to accept is that the moment life becomes a bit tough, you forget what you initially gave in to reach this stage. What does blogging mean to you? Does it help you cope up with your life in any way? It does for me and I may not have a perfect life but I treat my blog to be the perfect flavor that I have in my life. As I write this, I am confused as to what made me stop writing in the first place. Was it the hectic schedule that I was having or was it just an excuse for me? I sure could take out time to breath. I know that's the necessity but isn't writing supposed to be a necessity for those who claim to be bloggers?
~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.
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.
As a child I believed that when we grow old, our parents would become small and we would take care of them like they do for us right now. After certain time they would again grow old and we would become small and they would take care of us. This process would continue in a cyclic manner. It never really crossed my mind then that it wasn't the logic that God followed. However coming to think of my logic, it would have been great, don't you think?
There should always be that little flicker of light in our dark days. There should always be the scope of better times and a happy tomorrow. There should always be positive vibes around. The world is already sick and we cannot afford to be sick as well. We deserve all the happiness and I believe only when we are happy can we spread happiness. I have blood group AB+ and I keep saying Always Be positive is what defines me. I find happiness in all the small things. That's the best way to live life. Isn't it?
Knock Knock!!! Who is it? Inflation dude. And you think I Shall care? Of course. Now that you're out on your own. You cannot afford not to CARE.
Semester exams have no relevance in your life unless you're the first bencher. Which also means you're the studious kind. Which also means you're the teachers favorite student. Which also means that you're the last one to ask doubts after the bell has rang. Which also means you get the maximum looks of hatred from your fellow mates for doing this. Basically you're the worst example set for your fellow students who of course do not have the above traits. I was definitely not a first bencher but call it my fate I would find myself in the first seat just in front of the invigilator during exams. (Not by choice of course. Damn my cool name and my stupid Roll number). Have you been the victim of the same or were you a first bencher by default? I promise I will not judge you.
We have all been stupid in our life. I won't believe if you say otherwise. In fact to make Stupid sound cool in my school we had defined STUPID as : Smart Talented Unique Person In Demand Who wants to be a stupid now?
Now I am the kind of person who remembers every date. I told you I have been serialistically melodramatic through out my life. You know the one who will make your life hell if you don't remember my birthday. (that doesn't make me sound too good. Does it? ) 🙈 But I always give them a second chance to make up for their mistakes and treat me like a princess😂
Presenting before you my : Midnight Memories. It spreads positive vibes where you know there will be light if there is darkness. Life of course may not be exactly how we want. Like the full moon wanes itself, the light or happiness from your life may decrease as well. But it is bound to be back again with all it's glory. Our life is going to be happy again. We just need to wait and not lose hope.
It was around 5 PM. I was doing great . I just had my afternoon nap and was playing with my tail.(You know where I try to get hold of my tail but it keeps going round and round and then I have move round and round) You really have to be a dog to understand that!!!
So I stand there with the letter in my hand. The police asks me several questions (when? where? how?) and for some reason I am very nervous. I try to act confidant. But God!!! they sure can make you weak in your knees even if you haven't done anything wrong. Even if it's you who is reporting a crime, you will end up feeling like a criminal. Pheww. I tried to act cool and you know maybe joke a little bit( Bad timing!!!) So I shut up finally . He is done with the process and I am thankful to get that stamp in my letter.
Monday : You have always insulted me in front of your friends. Now it's your turn to burn in that fire which you lit. Me: Wow!!! You sure can be cruel and mean. Just when I thought we could be friends.👩❤️👩 Monday : Friends? You never treated me with equality. You always treat other days as weekdays and me? Even I have a heart and now it's broken.
This might not be one of my best paintings but I chose to publish this first because I wanted to prove a point. No matter what you go through your life, whatever hardships or obstacles you may face. Never give up. Believe in yourself and have the faith that tomorrow will undoubtedly be a better day . When you push yourself a little bit everyday, when you motivate yourself a little bit everyday, you are bound to find yourself in a better state the next day. Just never lose hope. Just believe that the Grass Is Greener On Your Side.
I am on cloud nine!!! I am doing my victory dance right now (only if you could see but thank god for that.) This is my First Award Nomination and that too for MYSTERY BLOGGER, like how mysterious can it get? I already feel like a star who is about to give acceptance speech . But I will spare you all from that.