Ohh Balloons .. I love you..!

I fell in love with these balloons at first sight. (weird? i know i am such a jerk sometymes :D). This pic is from the page saanchi dedicated to me on facebook. Ahhh..!! well though i loved that ranbu wala pic also... what i was thinking that if... if only i will get these gubbaraz and one of the gubara will turn into ranbu? (tan-tadhaaan :* :/ :/ )  Arghh..!! okay not ranbu but then...? umm :/ someone i am looking for..? I am searching for a Balloon right? or may be not..?? Even i have lots of balloons.. some are best..some are bestiest..? then..??
                           Umm may be i am in search of the perfect balloon or maybe i am not. Maybe i don't want a balloon.......maybe i just want a marshmallow. Marshmallow is nice you see and and versatile also. You can have it as a topping or you can dip in chocolate sauce. But no God and his mysterious ways.... :/ Just when you are about to eat your marshmallow happily......... someone comes along and wants to be your balloon.. UHH :/  They come in varied shapes... sizes and colors (or i should say gender:P )but how do you decide and settle on the perfect balloon.Then there are also the problems on how to choose. Some just look pretty but are full of hot air. Some may seem perfect at first but as soon as you take your eyes off them ...they are gone. Some are the good looking ones .... those you always want to have but they are too pricey and when you do manage to get them you wish you hadn't invested so much into them.....How do you know that yes THIS is the balloon I want. This is the balloon for which I would want to give up all my rules..??YO ..!! Thats my best balloon..? 
                Balloons bring along with them alot of butterflies in your stomach. They ask you about your day and if you had lunch. Then they pretend to listen and actually sympathise with your rants about your problems..and the big and small disappointments life throws at you. They are cool like that , they listen . A balloon that smiles at your idiotic talks and actually thinks they are cute. A balloon that is the exact blend of funny and yet not cocky. A  balloon that you can kiss and cuddle with . A balloon that you  want to hug at the end of the day.A balloon that mocks you and fights with you those mushy fights you know. A balloon that calls you just to say it loves you. The balloon you spend hours texting. So nice no ?( i wonder how a blloon would loook like a cellphone in his hand :P nyways :D )  NO. Anyway the phase after finding the balloon is supposed to be bliss...Well so i hear (Or i experienced myself). Until ofcourse your balloon starts liking someone else more or you just lose the grip with which you were holding it...so trustingly thinking it would sit by you always.
             In the wide variety of balloons and in a world where everyone is chasing and searching for the perfect balloon...there are people who are sick of this race. Sick of the let downs .Sick of  their earlier balloons having gone through painful deaths at the end of cigarette butts, needles and sometimes your own sharp nails. A balloon that didn't last as long as it should have ..a balloon that lost its lustre way before time. A balloon that turned into airless rubber. Such balloon burst incidents put you off balloons for a while..a long while .All you want to do this sit in your room and not look at the world full of people that have already found their balloons. So you stop going out.. stop leaving your room and even if you have to..you walk with your eyes closed. You do not want to accidentally run into a cute pink balloon now ...do you ? 
    While you are carefully trying not to fall for any cute pink balloon on your way,( Eyes closed., right ? ) you still miss that one balloon The cute yellow balloon. A color you don't usually prefer ...............but then thats love isn't it .. You still have the rubber of the deflated balloon ....you still look at it sometimes and sigh so deeply but then you've moved on but not ready for new balloons yet..You are thinking what happened to this balloon..?. A balloon that made you truly happy.A balloon that stood apart from the rest ...Why his life was short?. And now Finding a new balloon starts sounding like a bad .. VERY bad idea. It  happens though..eventually. It  takes some time..:) Till then be Happy with those balloons you are already having. (like me ofcours ;-))

So.. this post was nothing ..but one of my nonsense... :P . i just want to tell you all my balloons.. i love you..!! :) 

PS : If the above post didn't make sense to you . Well. Okay. 
PPS : If you have't had enough of BALLOOOOOON in the last 5 mins . Here is some more . :P BALLOOOOOOOOOOOON :D aka GUBBAARRRAAAZ :P

And yes this post is a complete work of fiction :)

Anybody... oops i mean if any Balloon having any problem and wants to confront me..lemme tell you..your questions won't be entertained B-) 

Thankyou status of my 22nd birthday :P

                                  Birthdays r awesum......... nd Surprises r awesome-er :D 

But finnaly its over :( .. big wala thankyewww to ol for yewr wishes :) Facebuk notifcatns, messages , texts ,and fonecalls... made mi day :D 
not to forget MOF wishes too.. feels so goood :D (cover pic chnge krdo now weirdoz :P holi celebratnz ovr :/ :P)
Special wala thanx to few gr8 frndz :P
Su,Shail badtameez grls for srprize :D ..(though i hated dat a*****i idea f urz :( but loved wtevr miss chef cooked :P:)
Saanchi fo Special page dedication B-) (i loved ranbu wala post :* or kisi ko to yaad ee noi rha :'( :P )
Mi favrt retard Shail for PPT wt an idea :P (dis ladka hs not said a single nice thing to me since i've known him .. nd now js wen i had given up hope..:p tan-tadhaan :P)
nd nd... Rochsta too B-) (i kno m awesum :P thnx for telling :D)
nd nd to..
dose whu stayed up till 12 js to wish me in der sleepy voice :/ :P
spcl thnx to pluk for her 5 mins pelle wali wish :P
nd..
mum dad bhai n mona too .. but dat ws nt a srprize :P
ol n ol mi 22nd brthday went pretty well :P

P.S-its gud to celebrate birthdays non chalantly :/ but not evrytym :/ :P.. lookin frwrd for some more fun :P anku,rht :P :P

 Ariel Rumana and 8 others.

Out Of Boredom

Noh.........!! i just can't write what i am feeling inside. Because i know this is wrong. I don't have any right on this earth to feel this way. But its happening to me and i can't help it. No, i mean i can.. its just i don't want to..........?!?!?!?!?[(i know i don't want to :'( ]

                    

                      Phewwww........ hmmm, why the hell its happening to me, i should concentrate on other things.(there is a lot to think about the well being of this world O_o ... ? uhmm ok i mean i have novels,movies.music,health plus its my birthday next week.. ohh.. I was here for something else) ...Yeah,i was about to write a post about my birthday wishes but see here i am typing stupidly whatever is on my mind. Mind?.. i know i am the stupidest girl..But god why na? why can't you make things go nicely -just the way i like, the way i think, the way i imagine.?!?!?! (brmmmmmmmmm  i am still on the same track gosh :|)

                        I know every-time that I write a post, I dart stacks of assurances that I'm gonna continue writing then on etc.. And each time I fade away without any news.. (I wonder if anyone even takes notice of it! :/)

                        

                       You know what.. when i think about my blog (mostly when I cannot fall asleep).. Hatching up word-by-word what I'd write next, all in my mind.. Wondering if all this could directly get posted in the blog (all from my mind!), without me actually having to slog through the keyboard and trying to make it look appealing (only to my eyes!).. Fancying if web-developers would ever design such an app that will enable me to have soo many posts with no efforts at all?? Just my imagination my thoughts my feelings and all this would change into beautiful words in a blip..And then my intelligence would give way to self-realization.. That, "Nahi, kabhi nahi banayenge aisi app. Pehle hi kam jhelti hai kya duniya mujhe, ki aur itne posts kar saku koi chahega??!! :O " Mean world..! >:(

                             
And... All of a sudden I feel so side-tracked.. Was I even there on the track?? 'Cause I have absolutely no idea why am I writing this post..?

                              
                              -Is it? what they call mental disorder? :o (no it can't be possibly,  am perfectly fine. it was just minor knee cramp few hours back ..or whatever it was.. surely it was not in my brain. O_o..coz i've had pain in my knee O_o * noh nah i never believed boys when they say 'girls ka dimag ghutno main hota hai" :| NAhhhh!!! )

                               
                             -Is it for me to get bored of my own blabbering and fall asleep?? (O_o Well, this is some food for thought!)  

                                
No wonder if you're sleepy..! You sustained it soo far?? Gosh! People these days, i tell you, have bumper leisure time..:P

Me,..silly kudi.., who won't sleep and write such posts; and You, Keen Audience, who would diligently entertain such posts..! :)

M glad to have such "velle" onlookers..! :)
You inspire me to write moree...! :p 

                                and You know i LOUV you... ;-)

                                                                Ta-da ....! :)

Kohl

She applied Kajal everyday.
Religiously.
Kajal was a part of her.
Dark, deep Kajal. And it was always black.
Kajal made her eyes even more mysterious, more deep.
Sometimes it made her look like a bitch.
Sometimes it made her poet's muse.
And today if some people really think she is becoming "Bitch Mode ON" kinda girl,
its doesn't affect her.
Let her be... 
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                                 Today, her kajal was smudged all over her face.
                                        Kajal didn't stay back with her eyes today.