Something Different

Sorry to be so late my fellow readers. This post is gonna be filled with all my rantings. The lion king movie was just two hours. I reached half an hour before the showtime, I don’t know why maybe for the first time I was this early.  But who comes late to such small movies? I don’t have a boyfriend. Do I? Why he is so over cringy today.  Do I even know the meaning of cringe? Why have I even worn heels today to a movie? So my friends came late who officially had the tickets. Loads of people not letting focus on the movie. Why my best friend has a habit of using so cussing words all the time?!  Why don’t I feel involved with my official college group of friends? I feel so out of the blue and alone around them. I can’t keep standing any more. I don’t wanna walk in these overly costly heels I bought and then mom not being happy about it over India-Dubai calls. Why do some people don’t understand I didn’t mean it. You believe what I said a minute back and now you don’t beli...

I have never done this before. I have never been this nervous about a date. From the past one hour I assume I have been the most confusing man in this world, weighing the pros and cons of wearing a proper suit and tie because this date feels like a high school prom to me or should I be natural and wear just a pair of jeans and t-shirt like teenage boys do and still get beautiful girls attracted towards them. Beard is sexy but I know that she prefers cute one out of a crowd. Why you wanna go all sexy and money if your heart knows what she likes and what you want. Be it reading, writing, singing or dancing or maybe just painting the whole world with different colours. My own colours. My memories. I go for something blue because that’s her favourite and yes, also my favourite and shave my beard. I get out of my house, to get my freedom in this so wonderful world of mine. On the way of my drive to the theatre, I caught some roses not because I know what she likes but because I am not ...

Hey readers. This post is for the person who gifted me a nice notebook with the hashtag - #thegirlwiththepinknotebook. She is my teacher and I used to love her lectures a lot. She is an inspirer who got my brain write different things with no care about what others think. if she is reading this now... Hey! We don't have a picture together or I would have loved to post it here. This was written on the first page of the book she gifted me. Why do people who get awkward with gifts and compliments can gift the nicest thing ever? Yesssssss. I never remember getting such a lovely diary out of blue from someone. Maybe you still haven’t realised how much writing and this notebook means to me. Not denying that YOU giving this matters a lot too. Was it really necessary for Sachin and Srishti to mention those stupid things I babble and do related to you? You said to me that you wanted to give me something special that I feel like its mine. I am glad to have something which will ma...

I watched 'American Pie' today, like completed just about 15 minutes back and to be honest I didn't get turned on ---- it wasn't perhaps that exciting enough. Whats wrong with you Saumya?  It was really porn with a story ----  a perfect porn movie suggested by your friends and a very frank teacher, basically to watch it for fun. Maybe you are a lesbian? Oh no, ‘The Lucky One’ or ‘The Notebook’ --- movies from the books written by Nicholas Sparks were really exciting right!? It had all that sex and intimacy stuff and even those small sweet kisses got me turned on. It’s not bad to get excited. Love is this crazy thing. Love is a roller coaster and you are bound to get excited as well as afraid. You are afraid to fall when you are on a roller coaster dude, obviously! That means you are afraid to lose yourself, my dear. In love you and him are same. It’s one and only. Love makes you afraid of losing her but yes, it has a seat belt. This strong feeling doesn’t die easily....