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Party with friends

Hen party! Funny friends for your designWell Sid went to his hometown to meet his sister. Initially I was sad and at the airport same scene of tears and goodbyes happened…. Normally i don’t like to show my weakness to anyone and somehow to me tears are sign of mental weakness…  It’s hard to explain my feelings whenever me or sid goes home … somehow it becomes difficult to breath, I feel some awkward kind pain in my chest  and by default tears starts streaming from my eyes….  meaning of the phase “Heavy heart ” is kind of understable to me now… and after going home like always I forget everyone… I does love to go home… i enjoy time with my brothers…. Cooking with mom … i like to  offer first bite of whatever I cook to my father then waiting to hear his comment whether it is tasty or not… I love seeing my mom’s collection of bangles (she loves them) and all …. Maybe it is difficult to part me from my family ….

Somehow Sid never understands my love for my family …to him all relatives are …. Well…. well….. I was not planning to write all this…

So as Sid went home …. Now I am kind of free to meet all my friends and all …. One of my friend got admission in some awesome place so she gave us party!!!!

I went there …. there I saw lot of people from my  batch who are in different branch than me ………

In my first year I used be very shy girl … that time I was not comfortable to talk to boys … but with my girl friends I used to party_party_221445enjoy alot …. I love climbing trees and used to kind of emotionally blackmail my friends to go with me to explore the forest kind of thing near my college…

That time I had crush on a boy …. So  whatever I never interacted many boys that time … so never knew anything about my classmates ..

but yesterday I enjoyed party alot…. it feels like they were my partners in this long journey … we shared lot of moments together .. i don’t know somehow I feels proud to be with them in this journey…. we know everything about everyone …. know how to tease …. and my friends told me that i am not changed (I used to think that I changed alot … ) I still makes everyone laugh  but I am more open minded now….

They still says I am not mature … hey who said I want to be mature ;-)… I really don’t want to become adult …. that is boring…..

Today I am planning to go to shopping with jalak and ya…. she kind broke up with other senior but for now she decided to stay single for some time…

I am planning to sing in group during upcoming republic day…

And one part of my mind kind of starts wishing to force sid go home more often :p.

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Happy new year

imageToday I was reading in Wikipedia about Michael Jackson and his stage accidents. At home I used to read newspaper daily and one day I read about some sexual abuse thing related to Michael Jackson , that time I was unaware of his profession and all …. Just thought about him as some bad person …. But now I am older and I learnt that we Should never merge profession and personal life together.

i listened his songs and they are awesome … I did some research and come to know that he was really dedicated to his work … His music…  But I feel he was kind of loner, he was hungry for love which he never got or maybe it’s just me thinking too much…

but I do have ability to know which person is a loner and needs a friend …. Although I was loner till Sid came…

I have to go home after 5 months and I don’t know whether I will be able to meet Sid again or not… My life will be in chaos this year… But I will fight till the end…

i talked to Sid’s younger sister and she is really a nice person with whom I love chatting… And somehow I thought her as my own little sister…

Today she was the first person who wished me happy new year , then Sid did and somehow my sweet,cute bro also managed to wish me…

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Sometimes…

Sometimes you have to hide your love from people you care most, I have to hide it from my parents. Me and Sid do dreams about having a life together. “Marriage” name doesn’t matter to me, I can stay in live-in relationship with Sid forever. I really do love him.
Sometimes in my dreams my parents agrees about our marriage and we went on world tour, we died together.
I don’t want to live a day on this earth without Sid, it doesn’t matter if he is not with me because then I will have hope of meeting him someday. I never knew love was such a deep thing, it crosses the barrier of our bodies and makes our soul entangled. Was there ever two souls? It seems like we were parts of same one.
Recently I read a article related to “kissing in public ” thing. In India showing love towards your girlfriend/boyfriend is not seen as a normal thing. India is full of such orthodox, Girls are supposed to be Virgin before there marriage but boy can see other girls with lustful eyes even after marriage . Here marriage is a business, and mind it this is not a business of love.
I love someone and I want to marry him, what is wrong in that?
It’s my body and it’s my damn right to have sex with whoever I wants… Why this is a such a deal! Sometimes I think that it is normal for us to see guys without shirt and no one seems to bother about it but if some girl do the same thing then it’s bad.
Why ?
I have nipple so does boys … Mine are just bigger but why does it matter. Why breast are taken as a symbol of sexuality..

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