A lost love: to a non living thing!

Hello...

It is just a random post. If you could not connect yourself with it, then also it's fine. Just thanks for reading it, because i wanted you to. 

This evening I woke up after a short nap from the afternoon. I looked outside my balcony and I could see a beautiful color of the sky. The shade of pink blended perfectly with orange, white and blue. Believe me it was a mesmerizing view... I felt a strong urge of capturing that moment in my mobile. And there I was stuck. I missed my mobile.

For many of you loosing a mobile might be a no big deal, but for me it is and will always be. Since the day I lost it,I could actually never share how I felt about it. Neither with my mom nor with my boyfriend. Don't know what but something held me back from letting them know how hard I missed it. So, I decided to tell its story to all of you.

My HTC was the most expensive mobile anybody had in my family. Actually my dad bought it for himself, but I liked it so much that I just told him the same day, "It's really awesome. I wish I had it." Few days later, (not even completing a week) my dad gave it to me saying, "I'm not able to deal with its functions. You keep this." I knew he gave it to me purposely because I loved it. How sweet of him. Of course that's how parents are. 

Since that day I flaunted my handset among my friends, clicked 100s of pictures flaunting its clarity. I sometime even flaunted it lovingly to my dad too. Many of the picture I uploaded in my blog are also credited to it. Many times I thought that as  soon I get the job, I'll buy an iPhone. But thinking back again, I knew I wouldn't have bought any other mobile unless I really needed to change this. It satisfied all the needs, in fact more than I actually needed. Or at least I would have kept it with myself forever. It somehow became the in separable part of my life. Not only a mobile but also a friend, a secret keeper, a notepad to scribble my thoughts..a constant 24x7 companion. Anything than just a mobile. I had a folder of all my special songs in it. Trust me, it gave all together a different feeling listening those songs in its music player. After it got stolen, I even downloaded those songs again and tried to listen them but the feeling is irreplaceable. Many of you might be finding it funny or may be immature to miss just a handset for so long. But I feel it justified. 
 

the only memory I had of my phone- its earphones. (mine are black)

Is it not strange how just a non living thing gets so close to you. How you miss it like you miss any other person in your life. I can really feel it. I know I'm going to miss it for long.., not knowing if even I could ever fall in love with anything near future... At least not so soon... 

So do you have any such memory of yours?? 
Did you ever face this situation in your life??
What is that thing?? Your bracelet, lucky charm, mobile.. anything?
Do you miss it?? I miss mine. 
Whatever it is.. share your thoughts. I'll be happy to know about it. -_-

Greed: for good or bad??

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        I was in no mood to write any post today, as I was already enjoying my time on twitter and reading other blogs. But a situation again took hold of my thoughts and I decided to scribble them.

         Isn't it a human nature that when you get little, you strive for more. Then when you get to the next step, you try to reach even further.  Sometimes, pointlessly, you just want to grow big and bigger. I want to ask you that if your greed is not helpful for others, if you don't have anyone to share your success of achieving your target, then will this urge of wanting more still continue?? Or will it die??

          For example, as a new blogger you'd want to increase your traffic. This would make you feel that if not all of them then at least few of them are reading it. After a while, when the traffic graph would go fine, you'd want to have comments on them. When you'd get comments, you'd want more of them.

           Just now I saw a post with +1729 on g+ and it tempted me again, thinking can I have these many +1s??  But, then what is the use of this? If nobody is reading them, and just blindly forwarding it? What if you don't have anyone to share the happiness of receiving Best Blogger Award??

            Another example I'd want to give would be of a millionaire. Even if the person is already the richest one in the world, still he has the greed to earn more and more money! I ask why?? If that is not serving anybody, if that money is not useful for the needy ones then what is the use?? If there is still poverty spread around you, and you money isn't able to educe it even a bit, then what is the use of that money you earned?

What basically I want to ask is:

Do you think it's good to be greedy? Where will this urge of having something more after every time you have climbed the previous step will lead?

Do you think that reckless desire, that pointless temptation of something with nobody around you to share it is actually satisfying??

And where does this greed ends?? Or does it actually has any end??
Think about it and share your views with me. I'd love to hear from you.

Trap

A BiGG Hello...


        Finally ended with my final exams of my final semesters. I actually realized how hard it was for me to keep myself away from blogging. It's good to be back now, like coming back to a known world!

         
         On the last day of my college somebody stole away my mobile phone. Yeah, many of you would find it a normal incident, but for a girl who never lost even a penny or even oldest of the things since she was a kid, loosing a mobile phone worth Rs. 13,000 is still like a trauma. Anyways, the sadder part is, I saved a poem as a draft in that phone, which is also gone with it. Ouch! It hurts. But then, I consoled myself saying, "It's okay. I'll write another one with more efforts."


I remember few of its lines, few I rewrote.

I'm a time trapped in a clock

I'm a wave trapped in a sea

He's a flame, burning sharp and bright

I'm a smile trapped in a glee

I'm a wish locked in a prayer

I'm a God locked in a temple

He's a flight to be taken high in the skies

I'm a strength locked in a tree

I'm a destination trapped in a way

I'm a flower blooming in May

He's dew, fresh and pure

I'm the words trapped to say

I'm a shadow locked in the lights

I'm a memory locked in pain

He's is the heart beat, well mechanized

I'm a thought trapped in a brain.

-By Esabella

Journey

Hello...

Drop by drop they roll down

Moment by moment it fills the heart

Step by step he goes away

Everything in between is falling apart

Walk by walk the memories come

Each memory has a story

Story by story I sink again

With a sure hope of no glory

Round by round I spin the thread

Thread by thread the love grows

Suddenly the thread s broken

What have I lost, no one knows

Hope by hope I swim to the shore

Effort by effort I proceed

A chain in my legs stops me

However hard I try, I cannot succeed

Ray of hope seems to be away

But I'm determined to find my way

Wave by wave I get stronger

I feel my chains would break away.

-By Esabella

Result and Thanksgiving

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RESULT!! A six letter word which always takes my breath away! I skip not just one but many beats to hear that word! Oh Gosh... A moment of complete "Blank" state,. In either of the cases- If result is good or If result is bad! It has always been a burden for me until they are declared.

I just went through this state about an hour ago. My results are out, and thankfully and by God's grace I cleared all my subjects with distinction in 3 of them (out of 5).. :) A damn happy moment for me.! I almost expected to fail in one subject, but  gratefully I didn't. :)

This made me think about few things:
1) Real exam starts after you give your exams and wait for the results.
2) (if you fail in any exams of your life) Your mom will never judge you as weak or dumb, but she'll always be happier than everybody, if you pass that exam!
3) (for me) If you go in immense state of happiness, you are unable to make out the way you should react. (I'm expressionless at the moment)
4) When your result is good, you can always give condolence to the one who could not clear it (and of course say, "Failing is no big deal dear. It's ok"). But when it comes to you, you find everybody's condolence as a shit! ("its easy to say this, because you have not gone through it!" )

So, for a while when I celebrate my"Result", I leave you with the following questions:
1) Which was the horrible result of your life? The most unexpected one?
2) Which was the surprising result? The happiest one?
3) If you are a grown up, then are you still scared of results?
4) What do you do when you have a doubt on your result? Do you bribe God?? :p
5) If you are a parent, how do you react on your child's result?
6) Do you feel results are important at all? Or are they always important??

Your valuable comments will be awaited as always. :)

Perfection: Reality or Myth??

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It's been a long time, I wrote a post. And the reason was: "I was blank!!"
Anyways.., again, a worm of thoughts is crawling in my head and is asking me. : "What is perfect love???"

Or is there anything like "PERFECT LOVE"??? Nobody is perfect they say, , then how can a love be perfect??

Don't you think these tv shows has raised the expectation levels of each and everyone, and in turn we expect our partner to be more like your favorite character??? But thing doesn't turn out that way.

Every relationship has its ups and downs, we accuse each other, we blame, we fight..., and we expect that our partner should have behaved this way instead of the way he actually behaved. So, at that time, with whom do you compare our partner with??

For an instance, if you are a man, your ego comes in between and you don't accept your mistakes at times. But the girl having some favorite character in tv or some guys whom she idealize.., will expect him to apologize and accept his mistake. Similarly the case goes with a guy idealizing a character as his girlfriend??

My question is, who's fault it is?? Is it the girl?? The boy?? Or the story writers of these daily soaps?? DO you believe in the thing like "PERFECT"...??? Or perfection is a MYTH??

Feel free to express or discuss!! :)

Hunk!

Hello...

Here is my new sketch of Channing Tatum, the famous actor, whom I never noticed before watching the movie "The Vow"... Since then, he bagged my list of favorites!

-sketched by Esabella