Wandering scribbler..

Life is strange.... I never anticipated even in my wildest dreams that I would be able to attain the marks as to get Science but i surprisingly did...I was always one of the no-nuisance day dreamers in school,known in class for my strong opinions.I was never really serious about life,I was actually never serious about anything..But gradually my whole perspective about life changed,in every way possible...I used to be really impulsive and emotional as a child..But some circumstances in life change the very existence of your life..I always used to be my grandpa's little girl.I called him Dada and he called me Ma..... I remember holding his strong hand tightly with my little fingers while crossing the road and stopping near the sweet shop which was his favourite spot..Though he was advised by the doctor to have not more than one sweet a day whenever i returned from school i used to see him secretly gorging on Rasgullas..I can never forget those endless walks to the library with him an...

Ju.......my little sweet sister who prefers to avoid sad movies or songs because it makes her sad and likes her clothes to be scattered around the room because it's easier to find them that way,who sits and cries seeing some other person in pain who loves churni(one of our 6 baby dogs or rather one of our 6 babies cause she doesn't consider them as dogs) more than me..she's one person who will shout at you for no reason and then make silly faces and act like a kid to make you laugh and make cards with smiley faces saying sorry...i can write a book on her but I'd rather utilize this space to write about the lovely relationship that we share...Every alternate day no matter how busy we are and what exam we have it is compulsory to have those never ending chit chat sessions,and our short walks to the long distance phuchka shop,and our memorable fight where I acted as if i'll hit her with the chair and she faked as if she'll hit me with the table and when we wer...

This is a poem i had written when i was in the 6th standard and our group nearly broke.....I admit This poem has lots of flaws and abstractions but for me this poem really means a lot..... I remember the time we were standing with our faces to the sun.. Picturing our times to come Many a clouds have passed by since we stood under the same sky Talking in the summer sights.. Howling at the city lights I still remember the time that passed.. Pulling pranks just for fun Summer vacations were such a blast the kind of memories that will always last.. Growing up in future seemed such a thing We thought we knew what it would bring.. The stars seemed so clear from our domain.. I sure could handle some of those good times again.. Even if our dreams still seem far away.. Our friendship is always here to stay.. Until we are all gone.. The roads between us will never be too long...... I have been putting this off for quite sometime now, thinking I’d write this post “later” but I figured there is no...

I turned 16 this year..!!!I always eagerly waited for my 16th b'day but when the day finally came that spirit diminished.....It was then that I tried to figure out what has changed in these years..There have been a lot of changes in my life since the last year..But more than anything else i have changed..I am still the old opinionated,outspoken,practical and rude person i used to be, but its just that my outlook towards life has changed.This blog is a memory of my triumphs and also my defeats,all my speculations and also my abstention,all my doubts and also their lucidities... This blog is dedicated to all the hard times i faced in this one year and the harder ones ahead of me.... I think the word that describes me best is simple.Maybe because i don't belong to the so called 'cool' brigade' where people fake an accent or have a yuppie attitude.People who are not acquainted with me think i'm serious or quiet but my friends wish i was!!I remember during my Parent...