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Gupta Ji, My Savior.

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A foodie? Well yes. I’m a BIG foodie. When it comes to food; then sorry to say, but I’m a bit choosy. Sorry did I say a bit choosy? I’m a lot choosy and moody. Whatever I eat should either be my favorite or to say, I must be in a mood to eat that particular thing. That daily boring breakfast consisted of chapatti and sometimes of Kellogg's cornflakes and that being my favorite. But having Kellogg's cornflakes daily with milk has now bored me. I mentioned earlier too, I’m moody. I dressed up myself and left for shopping and decided to buy some new and exciting things for me and my tummy. I was hoping here and there in search of fresh vegetables when I saw Mr. Gupta and his basket contained five different flavor boxes of Kellogg's cornflakes.  He saw me and said, “Hello Nisha. You look a bit tired and exhausted today. What happened?” I replied, “Actually Guptaji I’m bored of eating the same thing as breakfast every day. Mummy is out of town for some work so I’m helpless. B

MOTO E- "EVERYTHING YOU'RE LOOKING FOR."

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Image source-  IB Times. I was recently looking for a Smartphone and then I got the news about the release of Moto E. this would be my first Smartphone as before this I was using a simple Samsung mobile which is now too old. Well now I’ll tell you the reasons why I decided to pick up Moto E as my first Smartphone. 1.) DISPLAY. Ok, so first let’s talk about the display. It’s a touch screen phone for sure and the size of the screen being 4.5 inches. Wow, I mean that’s amazing. It allows multi-touch and the screen has an oleophobic coating as a protection too. Image source-  Gizmag. 2.) PHONE SYSTEM. It has been loaded with Android OS, v5.0.x (Lollipop) and with Quad-core 1.2 GHz Cortex-A7 - 3G model and Quad-core 1.2 GHz Cortex-A53 - LTE model. Amazing.  Image source-  GSM Arena. 3.) MEMORY. It supports memory card upto 32GB and the internal memory is 8 GB with 1 GB RAM. Well this is what I was looking for. Wonderful it is. Image source-  Technot

HE IS THE PERFECT ONE.

It was finally the day, the day when I would meet him after a whole gap of two weeks. My pre-boards ended and I was happy for it as well as the meeting. I was excited when I returned home after giving my exam. I just waited for the clock to strike five and then I would finally meet my love. I dressed up myself according to his wishes, and that being, me in an Indian outfit, kohl in my eyes and open hair. And then finally it was time to leave and then I received a text from him saying,  “I’ll be at CCD in five minutes. Come soon.” And this made me even happier. I left for CCD and was there in five minutes as the mall is located very close to my house. He was there in his red t-shirt and blue jeans. I went inside and gave him a smile. Neither did I speak a single word nor did he. I was lost in my own dreamland. I never thought I would be with this guy ever in my life. He had been my crush since class 10 and today he is mine, just mine. 31st of December, 2014; this date had changed ever

..AND HE MADE ME STRONGER THAN EVER.

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“Stop crying Ashna, he was not the one for you.” Said Tanaya. “No Tanu, it’s not about that. He cheated me for no reason and I trusted him blindly. He had broken my trust earlier too, but I trusted him like a fool for the fourth time.” I said and started crying again. It was my mistake to trust Abhishek blindly, had I not done that, today I would not have been crying. My friends did warn me for loving him, they told me that this guy is not good but I was madly in love with him. This time he left me just because of a misunderstanding caused by an online brother, the one now I regret calling a brother. Had he not been a part of my life, I would have been happy with Abhishek. But as said, things happen for good. I wish Abhishek had some sense and solved the matter with me, we would have been together. I was into depression just because of him. Blades became my best friend which helped me hurt myself by cutting my hands. I knew this was not right but I was not the old Ashna, I was the

THE UNSENT LETTER... TO MY PAPA.

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Dear papa, Everyone says that you’re no more, and they say that now you’re a star. A star shining bright in the sky and you’re protecting us from there. How did you leave us and go, papa? Was it easy for you? I know papa you were forced. We loved you so much still god took away you from us, far away. I cry every night and I always wish that you were here. You would have told me then, “Don’t cry beta, you superhero is here.” Papa, I miss hearing beta from you, I miss your voice. I miss the way you made me understood everything. I promise to be a good girl but papa, please come back? I won’t disobey mummy or fight with my sister, I would listen to dadi and take care of everyone. But please, come back papa. The day you were admitted in the hospital, I prayed to god as dadi always said that god listens to his children’s prayers. But papa, that day god didn’t listen to me and he took you away from us. Now I don’t believe in god as he took away my superhero from me. We miss you so much

COLOURS OF LIFE.

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Life is full of colours. We see the darker side to experience the beautiful side of life. If you just wait to see the beautiful part; then let me tell you, you’ll never be able to do so. To see the sunrise, you need to watch out the darkness of night that converts into a day bringing hope. Never let yourself fall down if you fail, get up and get ready to see the new colours of life. Life is always ready to throw new colours on you, take them and mix water to it, and then paint out your life with those beautiful colours. And trust me, that painting would really be awesome. Keep on trying and never fail. Whatever the condition be, never give up. If you give up, you’ll never be able to stand up again the way you were before. Play with the colours of life and be happy, happier than ever! This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend , an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda . Image source: Google images.

FROM CHUTKI... TO PAPA..

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Dear papa, I miss you. You must be missing us too, right? You know papa the last time I saw you, I couldn’t believe that you’re no more. And even today I feel like you’ll come back. Is it possible? Everyone now says that you’re a star and you’re shining in the sky, watching us and protecting us. It’s been ten years now and I still want you to come back. Mummy misses you; dadi and Paridhi, even they miss you. Do you like to see us cry? I know papa you don’t like it but even you’re helpless. I’ll take care of everyone and make them proud. Soon you’ll be a proud father papa. Everyone says that coming back is impossible but I still believe you’ll come back and I know it’s impossible. Yours lovingly, Chutki. I MISS YOU PAPA. Shining up above in the sky, Shedding a few tears, Forcefully taken there, There he lies.. There he lies.. There you lie papa.. There you lie.. My only wish is to get you back,  though it's impossible.. It's my only wish.. My only wi

THE TRANFORMATION OF HER TEARS INTO A BIG SMILE.

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Train journeys always made my baby sad and irritated. The normal diapers were not able to perform their work and my princess was crying, crying because she was irritated. Boiling out with fever, rashes all over her back; this not only made her cry but made me tensed too. As we were traveling I couldn’t keep her without the diapers as it would disturb others. She was even unable to sleep and this made her even more and more irritated. If someone tried to take her and roam, she started crying and came back to me. I tried feeding her with milk, patted her back still I couldn’t make her smile. I was now in tears seeing my baby so sick. The root cause was just the wetness from those normal diapers.  The train stopped at its next stoppage and I went down with my baby and roamed about here and there on the station. I saw a few stalls with the “Pampers baby dry pant” banner hanging on them. I was a bit confused about it and went to the stall and enquired about it. “Bhaiya, what is the ban

I CAN DO IT.

Finally the time was here.  Yes, the time to go back home after an interval of six whole months. Tired, sad and happy; to be precise, a feeling of several mixed emotions. Why so? Just because it was the first time ever that I stayed away from my house for so long, yes, as you know higher studies make you do so. Well these six months were like a roller coaster ride. New people, new faces, everything new all around, not a single thing known yet they were interesting. Everyone else was set to make new friends like me. New friends’ means new fun; I was successful in my mission to make some amazingly awesome friends. So for me leaving them and staying away for a one whole month from them was the thing that made me sad but still going back home made me the happiest creature alive.  5:00 AM. “Wake up honey... It’s time to get out of your bed...” beeped my alarm with this tone in the melodious voice of my mother, my superwoman. Yes you can call me silly, but let me tell you, this is the o

STAY. LOVE. FORGIVE. SMILE.

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" Stay with me " I say to you.. Stay with me.. Stay with me & never leave.. " I love you " I say to you.. I love you.. I love you & you love me.. " Forgive me " I say to you.. Forgive me.. Forgive me and give a smile.. " Smile with me " I say to you.. Smile with me.. Smile with me and we have miles to go.. To go together.. And never get away from each other.. Stay with me.. I love you.. Forgive me and smile with me.. STAY. LOVE. FORGIVE. SMILE. PLEASE BE THE ONE I NEED. YOU JUST YOU AND YOU! ♥

TEARS.

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Little did she know about his evil ideas. She loved him, trusted him but was unaware of the gift She would be getting in return for her love and care. She gave away everything just for him but at the end He gave up on her for no reason. The only gift she got in return for her love for him was TEARS . She cried day and night for him but he was happy with someone else. At the end she gave up her life because  she had never dreamt of living without him When mouth fails to speak, eyes do their work. .