19 December

A date that reminds me,

of everything that’s important and not,

of things I’ve gotten and lost…

of days filled with joy and love,

of misunderstandings and fights,

of tears of joy and pain,

of love and hate,

of distance and togetherness,

of life and coincidences…

A date that gave me everything one would ever need…

A Soulmate and a Best Friend

Happy Birthday you two! ❤


A Birthday Wish – Part 2

30 [T1 – H4 – I1 – R1 – T1 – Y4] is only 12 in Scrabble (Google Images)

You’re 30,

Don’t forget it’s the new 20 now!

You may have lesser hair than you did when you were 20

But it was because more space was needed

To store all those experiences

That you will share with me someday 🙂

With each passing day,

I hope you add more chapters to your book

It shouldn’t matter how interesting or sad they are

Just keep adding them anyway

Don’t forget your dreams,

Your age shouldn’t matter

After all, it’s just another number

Follow them & pursue them

Don’t hesitate to call me when you need help

I’ll always be there just an arm’s reach away…

Anyway, Let’s have cake & French fries now,

Because it’s your Birthday!

(And I’m hungry)

My wish for you this Birthday is

That you never ever

Stop believing in yourself…

Can’t wait to spend the rest of your 30’s, 40’s and more with you…

A Birthday Wish – Part 1

“deep down I believe my year was a special year: it produced me.” ― Ned Vizzini

It’s strange how life works

When my almost-husband & soul sister share the same birthday

I know that’s one of the reasons,

You approved of him 😉

You’re far away right now

But I’m having carrot cake here

and I hope you’re getting “drunk” on that glass of wine…

I can see how you work your ass off

Every single day

To live the dream you imagined…

I just wanted to remind you

That it’s working out beautifully

Take a break today and

Keep clicking all those pictures,

Every one of them tells a story

Each one as captivating as the other

Keep traveling & don’t forget to water your plants…

My wish for you this birthday is

A hope that you get many chances to capture & explore

Every part of this crazy, wonderful world we live in

And Experience things you’ve always wanted to…

I’ve already begun to count down the days

Till we meet again! 🙂

To the Selfish One

“Honk if you love Jesus. Text while driving if you want to meet him.” ~ Seen on church sign

Dear Mother who was texting while driving,

Let me tell you a story. Do read, it isn’t too long…

Once upon a time there was a lady who needed to drive to the Grocery store to prepare for a party she was hosting. On the way, she picked her kids from school & they drove together to the store.

On the way back, her phone began buzzing with texts & she couldn’t wait another 15 minutes to read them. There were no cars in front of her & there were no cops either.

She found that it was easy; texting while driving wasn’t such a big deal. People like exaggerating about such trivial matters. She continued doing so for a few months. She was safe, so were the passengers in her car & the pedestrians on the road. She was quite confident & learnt a few skills on how to multi task while driving.

One night, she had to pick her kids from a party & as always she needed to send an “urgent” text to a lady regarding the dress she just bought. She was about to reach & as soon as she hit the send button, she felt her car hit something.

She panicked because she couldn’t remember seeing anyone in front of her car.

She looked away for just a second.

She got off the car & found her son under the wheels of her car. His legs were twisted in weird angles & his eyes were shut tight as though scared of something.

She lost him that night; Because of an “urgent” text.

So dear mother who was texting while driving, what I really want to tell you is you are as irresponsible as the pregnant lady who smokes 10 cigarettes daily.

How could you text while driving? Your eyes aren’t even on the road in front of you!

Did you know there was a car behind you? They needed to get to their unwell kid as soon as possible but you were driving so slow on the one-lane road, they couldn’t even overtake you.

Can you imagine how selfish you’re being?

What is the worst that could happen if you didn’t send that text? Couldn’t you wait another 10 minutes?

If you really are so addicted why don’t you get a chauffeur?

The worst part of this whole thing is I saw you doing this while your kids were in the back seat. Can’t you see what your kids are learning from you?

They would assume it’s normal to text & drive!

God forbid, If they ever meet with an accident or you see their dead bodies in front of you, don’t blame anyone else but yourself…

It would be your fault.

Because of you, another mother could lose her child, a lady could lose her husband, a child could be orphaned & it would all be because you couldn’t wait 5 minutes to send a text or share a post on Facebook.

You, the irresponsible citizen & mother who was texting while driving.

I wish you think of others too before you text & drive. Think of the consequences of your actions, think of your children & family because texting & driving is the same as driving blind for 5 seconds at a time.

You’re a terrible person & I hope you realize what you’re doing before its too late.

Note: I have noticed an increase in the number of people texting while driving. It’s so frustrating to see mothers, fathers, young men & women doing so.
What I wish to tell them is that your life may not be really that important to you but remember, if you go down, you will surely drag someone down with you.

Please stop texting & driving.

Texting while driving results in longer response times than even drunken driving. While an unimpaired driver can respond quickly to changes in traffic and begin braking within half a second, a legally drunk driver needs four additional feet to begin braking—and a driver who’s texting needs 70. ~Virginia Tech Transportation Institute

Just another Letter…

“Falling in love is very real, but I used to shake my head when people talked about soul mates, poor deluded individuals grasping at some supernatural ideal not intended for mortals but sounded pretty in a poetry book. Then, we met, and everything changed, the cynic has become the converted, the sceptic, an ardent zealot.” ― E.A. Bucchianeri

Dear <insert my nickname for you (- can’t write that here!)>,

I’ve had so many crushes in the past & I’m pretty sure a few guys may have even flirted with me (Although I was so full of myself, that I just never noticed). I’ve never enjoyed chick flicks in books or movies as they seemed to be quite fake, but I’ve always loved Love Stories (like the one in the book Water for Elephants).

I loved the ones that were different & it really didn’t matter how they met or how it ended, I simply enjoyed that feeling they shared. It was so private & so intriguing that I couldn’t help but wish I found someone to share that feeling with.

I always thought that when I would meet this “special someone”, it would be amazing. I’d feel this rush of emotions and feelings that would spin the very ground I’m standing on & probably write at least a hundred blog posts just to release all those pent up emotions & he would be the muse.

I wanted to dance with that person & share my latest blog post with him. I wanted to tell him all about my day & try my baking skills on him. I’ve always wanted to meet that one person who would accept me as I am but also for whom I’d like to become a better person with each passing day.

But when I met you, it was all so… normal.

I didn’t even realize that I fell in love with you. I didn’t even know when was that moment when I couldn’t picture myself with anyone else but you. I didn’t know when this non-cynical person inside me started showing herself & all the walls started falling down.

And I realized, that that’s what was different.

It wasn’t just one moment, like the first time we met or the first time you told me you liked me but it was in every moment we spent & the ones we will spend together.

I don’t live in the fear of losing you, instead, all I wish to do is to spend every moment of mine with you & love you.

I feel dizzy when we kiss & when you make up different (weird) nicknames for me each day. I smile like an idiot every time I think about when you plotted with my parents to surprise me on my birthday. I feel at home in your arms & my new favorite scent is you. My heart still beats really fast when I see your name flash on my mobile screen & all the little rituals we have sub-consciously come up with.

So now I dance with you & discuss my latest blog post with you. I tell you about my day & have even baked cupcakes for you & will continue using you as my guinea pig. I love that you love me just the way I am but I still want to be a better person for you each passing day.

I know I haven’t actually asked you this looking into your eyes & all that but here it is – Would you like to spend the rest of your life being my Guinea Pig (I mean, Husband?)?

<insert your nickname(s) for me (- can’t write them here!)>