#9 And this is what happened

Hi all,
          It has been a long time since I wrote anything. Few months actually! All the friends of mine(must mention 'the non readers' too!!) asked me why my blogs are not coming up. Laziness is a correct word which defines me I guess. Anyway I'm sorry for not writing. I'll try to keep writing.
            Law class always fascinates us. It might be because the boring subject or might be because of patience of sir who 'tolerate' us almost 1 hour a day.

            This is a story about sir and my best friends. Ok straight away to the story.

            I was late to class today. Couldn't attend 2 classes because of lack of information. So when I came my friends were there in canteen. I went there and they told me what happened in last 2 class after knowing why I couldn't attend. Then one of my friend remembered something and started laughing. When I asked the reason she pointed towards another to tell me the reason. Conversation went on-
Me: what happened?
Friend: we are having free food.
Me: how?o_O
Friend:  You remember we were given a work of sealing some coupons.
Me: yes. Those were free meal coupons if I'm not wrong.
Friend: yes. We asked a sheet of it with law sir:-P with a authority that we helped him.
Another friend: Infact she was shouting(with food in her mouth)
Me: he gave?
Friend: No. He scolded us initially. And told us to get out from department.
Me:*silently listening*
Friend: It was lunch time. After coming out we realised Atleast 2 coupons would do. So we walked in again and started asking again.
Me: He gave?
Friend: He pretended like he won't give. Then we pretended sad started walking out. Then he called us.
Me: I can guess rest of the things. How shameless you are. You people will get stomach ache today.
Another friend: we knew you would tel this. If you were there you would have pulled us out of department telling you would give us treat today. Thank god you were not there.
Friend: See girl. It's not about you have money or not. It's just to experience the free food once and irritate sir. If we won't do such things, how can we expect sir to remember us. Chill
Then I was speechless. By the way, this sir is our law sir and I wrote Half of the blog while sitting in law class.
Now you can guess why law classes are fascinating:-P

With love
Vaishnavi

#8 Memories of first rain....

Hello everyone,

            I know that I am  becoming rare to my own blog! Not writing anything from ages. But I feel like I am going through my important point of life( In simple, I have exams and i want to acheive something this time). So please pardon me.

        Anyway, I am one of the big fan of rain. Whatever work I will be doing, when it rains I excuse myself from all the work and come out or open window to watch rain. Even in my busy schedule it never failed to get my attention. The memories they leave in the form of droplets will take me directly to my childhood days( The story of droplets and my childhood is bit long. I will tell you about it some other day). So after the rain I take out my camera(my favorite work) and click some pics. Here are some random clicks.( I can also say it's to fill the long gap of not writing anything)  Hopefully you will like it:-)

Actions are more important than mere plans.

Hi reader,
            Long time since I wrote anything. Sorry I actually can't write for few days. To help me out my senior, mentor,well wisher, awesome writer and of course a good  friend Arjun bhat has agreed to give a guest post. Here is a copy paste of his writing. Enjoy:-)

Hello guys this is Arjun Bhat of xpresstoimpress.blogspot.in doing a guest post in my friend vaishnavi’s blog.

       Actions are more important than mere plans

          In life we tend to have a big ‘to do list’, everyone aspires to become something which is most attached to them, they want to become something thinking that it would give them immense happiness.

            At a very young age, the list consists of many crazy things, which would give a thrill in doing it, but as years pass, the list gets refined, we eliminate things that seem ridiculous and only achievable stuffs are left back.

          In many cases, after a certain time, the whole of the list gets replaced by routines. We tend to give up what we wanted to be in the past.

         If we ask the question, why has it happened? The answer is simple, we just made the ‘to do lists’ but didn’t take any proper supporting actions to fulfill the needs which was expected for the items there.

We take too long to plans stuffs.

         If we want to get a good physique, we think a lot about the gym, the equipment there, the food habit, the great body which we would want to build and the plans go on, what we fail to do is: start exercising, which is the most basic step here.

           Similar things keep on happening that alters our ‘to do list’ easily, what we have to start is, to take action more swiftly than just keep on planning.

        The journey to any destination starts with a step; it is for us to focus more on the starting of any task rather than focusing on ending it.

Only the thing that has begun comes to an end! How can things end without even beginning it?

#7 My love story

Hello reader,
           Surprised by instant blog? What to do?  I badly wanted to write about my love story on Valentine's day only. No more waiting. Directly to topic...

Yes. I always travel in bus. But that day was special. Very special Infact. That was the day when I saw him for the first time. By that moment I became his diwani. Yes. I Have fallen in love. Love at first sight!! He became special to me. I felt like 1000volt bulb is blowing in his eyes. I kept on staring  at him( I know as a girl I shouldn't ). At one point of time he looked at me. That look seriously killed me. I tried to change my looks but couldn't. I smiled at him. He smiled back. Seriously that was the best smile ever. Immediately I felt only two of us are there in bus. I badly wanted to touch him, hold him in my arms, hug him and kiss him. I started to move towards him sacrificing the seat I got (I don't know right or wrong. I just did what I feel). Then I overheard somebody saying "omg! He is so cute. I love him. I want him". I was jealous. I told them on face that he is not puppy that they want him. We had a small fight then. That girl was such a bajari. She didn't gave up at all. At the same time my boy was sitting and laughing. Thank god that bajari'ssh stop came and she got down. Now I was next to him. I was about to touch him, there I saw a lady next to him. A pretty lady. His relative may be! He started to talk to her. Complete different accent. They both stood up. Before that I wanted to talk to him. Atleast once I wanted him in my arms. I excused that lady
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And holded that baby in my arms, kissed him n pulled his cheeks:-P

This is the story written yesterday in my English class. Thanks to my besties who made me complete the story without getting noticed by the teacher. And forced me to publish in my blog today only(one wanted it at 12 in morning, but I am sorry Yaar I slept). And yeah happy Valentine's day. Hopefully you enjoyed it.

With love
Vaishnavi

#6 princess shine

Hello reader,
            Time passed like water in the hand. Lot of things happened from last blog to this one. Got to learn a lot of things. Succeeded in some, failed in many. Trying hard to accept tons of situations and struggling with some more. By this time you might be thinking what's all this! naav swalpa hange! Confuse maadodu;-)

          Today I will tel you a  story. Story of a little princess.

With some imagination
With some pain
I am gonna tel you
Story of little shine....

There was a little princess named shine. She was so sensitive and over caring. People used to love and hate her for the  same reason. Most of the time, People who loved her initially start hating her for her over caring nature. But She was also loved immensely for the same caring nature. The people who loved her truly said that the girl like her is precious. Though princess was worried, somehow she was happy in diverting her mind from the disturbing stuffs. And then the story ends?!!! Or continues!!!!

           Now I am imagining your hand moving towards the close mark. You might be thinking what's this story is all about! #nothingisthereinit#iexpectedsomethingelse#boring. I know you will feel that. Okay! back to the blog. So what's all these? This is the story of almost every person. #princessshine is a symbolic representation. We all need attention. We all need some respect. We all need a return of care which we give others. Somewhere in this life we are becoming princess shine. I was texting one of my cute brother. Big philosopher he is. While preaching his philosophy he told, some people are attention seekers like me. Though I got angry for once, when I thought about it, I realised"yes, i expect some attention". Not only me almost everyone.

          Yes. We are busy. The handmade greetings are replaced by printed ones. Mom's awesome halwa is replaced by pastrys. But what is not changed is our love, Our care towards dearones (not applicable when the  list of dear ones are replaced). Just that we are forgetting that we need to express it.

           Many princess shines are waiting for our time, care and love. Then Why cant we express it and make those princess feel secured as a return for their genuine love and care?
           Happy Valentine's day in advace:-)

With love
Vaishnavi

Pure personal story;-)

Hello reader,
            Ya, Long time since I wrote anything. But I wanted to start new year's first article with something special. Thought of many things but couldn't write.

            Finally I got a book which gave me lots of ideas. Want to know which book is that? That's my dairy. In which I fill the important event, poetry and about my beaties which I want tel them but have the fear that those words my hurt them. Anyway here I am presenting a story by seeing one entry of last year.

           During second puc I had one lesson-'An appointment with love'. It was about love between two pen friends who never had seen each other but were in love. Then I read 'I too had a love story' of Ravinder singh. One of the best book about unseen people's love. Wait wait wait, I got Ur thinking. Let me make something clear. It's not about my love story. Infact I won't believe in love. It's about how my belief changed.

          Yeah, I was saying about those stories. When I read those, I thought how anyone can believe some unseen people, when in this practical world we can't even believe known people. Till last year I firmly believed it. Then came a cute sa boy. To change my all opinions.

          What will you do if you are in love with one subject and you get to know one expert in that? Obviously you keep contact with that person to clear your doubts( I do that:-P). Slowly they will become my friends. But long process it is. Minimum one month. This cute sa boy, let's call him chooha from now, was one such boy who has a very good knowledge about subject I love. I came to know about him in In some social networking site unexpectedly. I asked doubts. 2 doubts. He cleared it. I felt happy for that cause I had exam the next day and those doubts were very important. Then I dint text him for a day. After a day I had my besteeessssssstttttt friend's birthday and I wanted to wish first( I never compromise in first wish matter:-P). So to sit till 12(it was very tough cause that time I slept around 10 daily!!!) and to keep myself away from sleep, I started texting all. By mistake I sent good night to chooha too and to my wonder only he replied!(my friends are like me only sleeping early;-)) So I started texting him. At around 11.45 I came to know even he is waiting to wish his bestest friend. And to my greatest surprise both mine and his friend's sirname  was same! Then in next 2days I came to know he has exact thinking like me which pushed me to world of surprises. As a result, 3rd day from that time we were besties!! Big deal! Best friends so early! Never in my life!!

        Then I came to know how anyone can believe unseen people.

        Long story isn't it? Sorry for it. It has been a year by now I met chooha. One of the best person&best friend in the world. It's anniversary of our friendship:-)

          Thanks for being with me yaar:-) chooha is the best:-)

Thank you reader for reading it:-)

With love
Vaishnavi

#4 god's gift

Hello reader,

          This article is about people without whom my life is incomplete. Then Who are these ? Relatives? Family?

          When you work in college till late night, the person who waits to drop need not be your brother. When your child is sick the person who tel 'Aap jayiye, Me karlungi' need not always be your sister. When you forgets text book in your home the person who teardown his text book pages and give you isn't your relative. When you are not in mood of attending classes, the people who bunks classes and come with you aren't your cousins. When you are writing exam, the person who goes for miles under the hot sun and brings you something to eat isn't always your dad. When you ask for help or guidence, the person who happily helps isn't always your mom.

             They are my friends, rakhi brothers and sisters. Don't misunderstand that I 'tied' rakhi to them. I just called them brother/sister and from that moment they are my best friends. I know the so called zamana has changed. Lot of things are happening around us. We started seeing almost every person in suspicious eyes! I don't say that's wrong. We have to modify our mindset according to changing time. But we still have lot of people who are trustworthy, who treat you like their own even though they are not connected through blood.

           I would like to quote whenever I will be in mood off, irritated or sad the people who can tolerate me 'successfully' are my friends( i am telling you, its really tough).  When I update status saying boring, the first one to reply and entertain me is my friend.

           These are not the people who named brothers, sisters uncles, aunts or any relatives during one's birth. These are the gifts of god for your behavior. I am not degrading blood relations. Without my sweet and best family I am 'nothing'. But one must be very lucky to have this extended family. And ofcourse I am lucky. People say when god forgets to connect the people through blood, he makes them as friends<3

            I must say what made me to write about this extended family. Yeah, It's my friend's birthday. One who can lighten my mood at any point of time. The person who is loves all and loved by all. The person who calls me little sis all the time. Happy birthday bro... may lord give you everything you need...

With tons of love and
salute to all of you
Your own
Vaishnavi