Bruised For Life

The wind had an eerie calm yet it was captivatingly charming, as she left the dingy motel. She hated every waking minute of her life doing the unworthy work but unfortunately having no other choice she crumpled. The wind blew more sharply making her drape her flimsy shawl more tightly to her chest as she trudged through the thin veil of night. There was nothing in sight apart from the lone moon as her companion as she walked for miles. Finally stopping at a bare fountain, she let out a frigid breath. She longed to sit down and gather little strength but she couldn’t think of sparing any minute. She had to reach the cottage near the outskirts of the town before midnight. It was a night of great importance and she couldn’t afford to be late today. After all it was his birthday, her son’s first birthday. Her only savior, in this ruthless world.      

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A letter from Me to You

Wish you and I talked

Talked like a pair of strangers

Though I know your identity and you mine.

Still I wish we had a bond,

A bond that could transcend the ordinary companionship and time.

But, then when I think a little more about it…

I realize you’ve become my confidant

Like a puzzle fitting pieces of you and me.

Woven together inextricably,

Just like the grains of sand and sea till eternity.  

And The Award Goes To...

Whoa! Another award after a really long time and this time a Liebster Award. What is a Liebster Award?? It a German word meaning Dearest. And a fellow blogger Ashish who blogs at My Umpteen Thougts has nominated me for this award some days back. And today I found my name in Kiran Ashraf's Within My World  list of nominees too. There you see, being late in posting also has it's advantages; I post it together.

Following are the instructions given:

a. Post 11 things about yourself
b. Answer 11 questions set by the nominator (now I'm confused whose Q's to answer Ashish or Kiran so I've decided first I'll answer his and then hers..ta da problem solved :D)
c. Choose 11 deserving bloggers meeting the criteria
d. Set 11 questions for them.
e. Inform the nominee by commenting on one of their posts.

Without further ado let me begin with what I am supposed to. :D

11 Things About Myself:

1. I'm talkative yet at the same time I love solitude. 

2. Almighty is my best friend from the time I've known what it is to have a friend.

3. I'm a Final Year B.Tech student who wants to work in a publishing house, still stuck up here.

4. I love night and darkness more than the day.

5. Rains and winters are my favorite seasons. Don't ask which one first coz it keeps on changing on my mood.

6. I love to bury myself in novels and I prefer classics or the stuff majority won't be reading.

7. I don't believe in the concept that every girl believes in i.e 'Shop till you drop.'

8. I'm a big time day dreamer, so much that if I want I can publish a novel of the stories I've created  :D
9. As of now I do not believe in the concept of love and feel that it doesn't exist for me.

10. I love navy blue, it's my favourite colour.

11. I'm a fussy eater and a vegetarian but not pure as I don't like egg less cakes.  

Answers of the Questions: 

I: By Ashish 

1. Who is your favorite author?

A: None, it depends on the work. But currently it's Haruki Marukami totally in love with his works.

2. What is your profession?

A: A final year engineering student, so unfortunately another engineer. 

3. Apart from blogging, your hobby?

A: Reading and sleeping if that's counted as a hobby.

4. How many hours do you spend on blogging?

A: Hardly an hour or two these days as I don't get time to blog often.

5. What/who inspired you to write?

A: My dairy , it was overflowing with words that weren't coherent so I decided to give it a direction.

6. Do  you feel, you could be a writer in the near future?

A: I don't know but I want to give it a try.

7. Choose one: Money or Fame. Why?

A: Fame, money will automatically follow but the other way round is not always true.

8. Are you socially active?

A: Yes, but thankfully not addicted.

9. What came first egg or the chicken?

A: The earth and nature came first, the rest followed. And I wasn't there that time to check who came first, wish I were there this age old Q would have been answered ;)

10. Why is the word dictionary in the dictionary? 

A: How else would you know what it means, won't it just be a book then. 

11. Why is Liebster award so obsessed with the number 11?

A: No idea. Maybe the person who started this award was obsessed with it.

II: By Kiran 

1. Name the blog you would love to hijack?
A: None. Wouldn't want another, one is only hard to manage.


2. Does Gangnum style deserve to be turned into a dance routine?

A: Not really it gets annoying after a while.

3. What was the last lie you told?

A: What's the point in telling a lie, if I tell you what I told is a lie.

4. Your greatest weakness and strength?

A: Strength: Allah and Weakness: My loved ones.

5. Why are Men from Mars and Women from Venus?

A: Maybe John Gray *the author* would be able to answer that better because I'm from Earth.

6. Song that describes your life?

A: Never really thought about it, need to think now.

7. Call or Text?

A: Call. Why give pain to the fingers of the one you want to talk too and yourself too.

8. One word in your vocabulary that you use excessively?

A: hmm...

9. What is your addiction?

A: Chocolate. 

10. If you meet me, what would be the first thing you would say or do?

A: You know I would hug you and say "I don't believe we're finally meeting ashi." :)

11. A thing about you that you would never want your parents to find out?

A: One?? There are many and if I keep on listing them out here, the page would be never ending.

My Nominations for the award *applause*

Alcina

The Madrasi

Harshal

Beyond

Vaisakhi

Eon Heath

Dr Sneha Rahatekar

chips from a life

Siddharth Gupta

Animesh Ganguly

Spree

And other's if you're not in the list doesn't mean I don't like you, I do :)

Now the Questions I'm supposed to give..

1. Driving, Flying or Sailing, which one would you prefer ??

2. Given a chance to live a fiction fantasy which characters would you choose??

3. What does Blogging mean to you??

4. Facebook or Twitter??

5. Which is your all time favorite novel??

6. What is love to you??

7. A moment you want to live in all over again??

8. Why is the night sky black if there is an infinity of stars??

9. What is the meaning of your name and do you think it describes you??

10. What is your most priced possession?? 

11. One of the craziest thing you've always wanted to do and still want too??

Thanks a lot everyone for reading such a long post.. *if you've read..I hope you did* :D

Kuch Ankahee Baatein...

NOTE: This is guest blog post I wrote for Nelton D'Souza's blog Just A Minute Here's the link to the post http://justamin.blogspot.in/2013/01/kuch-ankhaee-baatein.html


Something in Urdu for a change or rather something written by me apart from reviews and all after long for a change. :)

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Jazbat aise hue hamse khafa

Hume toh laga hum askho ko hi bhul gae..

Dil mei unki yaadon k sahare,

Hooton pe muskan aur zindagi mei tanhayee

Liye hum yunhi chalte rahe..

Jab ek roz unse nazre mili..

Woh andheka kar ke chale gae..

Uss din dil roya

Aur aankon se aasu beh gaye..

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woh kehte hai bhula dena mujhe,

na humsafar hun na hamnava,
teri zindagi mei ek rahi hoon..
kal tha kal kya pata...

**

Ek raat aisi aae hai,

Jab teri yaad satae hai…

Andhero mei ghum

Aankhen hai num..

Dhundli hai manzil..

Lekin tanhae hai sang..

Aaj phir ek raat aisi aae hai..

Jab teri yaad dil ko satae hai…

Sugar Me

It was eventide; the moon was aglow and stars adorned the black sky. She was standing blindfolded on the deck of a luxuries yacht. The cool breeze was blowing swiftly ruffling her long lustrous locks and her sari making her shiver. It was their first wedding anniversary and he wanted it to be memorable for her.

She was dressed in a dark midnight blue sari with a silver low cut blouse with just minimal jewelry and bangles. She was walking slowly with her hands outstretched trying to find him but he just kept on slipping. He watched her amusedly as her anklets jingled melodiously and he felt heat rise up in his body as he slowly walked towards her. Stealthy he came and stood behind her coiling her in his arms. Smiling she stretched her neck to the left, allowing him to kiss there. His eyes glinted as he brushed them across her smooth skin before leaving a kiss there. This is when she took off her blindfold.

“Armaan…” she let out and relaxed in his hold gently placing her palm on his face, gliding it down his neck past his cheeks and lips. She smiled and said, “I wasn’t expecting this.”

“I know...” he replied entwining his fingers with her pulling her close, inhaling in her sweet scent.

“What are you up to? Let me go, you’re not touching me at least not so soon.” She said slipping away from his hold.

So she wants to play, he mused. Very well then two can play this game, smirking he walked towards her picking her up in his arms nuzzling her neck.

“Put me down this very instant” she muttered and glared at him. Shocked at the sudden turn of events, he slowly dropped her to the floor.

“What the hell is wrong with you? I planned all this for you and there you are glaring at me. Care to tell me what is the problem?” was all he managed to say trying to keep his anger at bay.

She was trying to suppress her smirk but it was just impossible. Keeping a straight face devoid of sweetness she replied, “That stubble of yours, your priced possession well that’s my problem. I simply do not like it!”

“Huh! What’s there to be so miffed about? I look sexy, don’t tell me you don’t like your husband to look good.” He replied coolly liking her irritation.  

“I recall a particular conversation…” she began and drifted away for a second before continuing “Well I’m sure you can recall, can’t you?” making his face go pale.

“So this is revenge, isn’t it?” he asked hesitantly.

“Tit for Tat, my dear husband. You either shave that stubble of yours or crave. The choice is entirely yours. And yes, do not give me the excuse you haven't carried your Gillette shaving kit because I personally took care of it sweetheart.” She whispered slyly kissing him lightly on his lips before heading back to the table amidst the candles and roses.  

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