A dream trap

Its Palak's b'day today (my best friend) and I'm already late for the party. I was so absorbed in watching Cam's new video, I totally lost track of time. Now I'm really rushing. I see the elevator door is about to close and I don't have time to wait. So I just run and bang! I'm in ! I press the button "6". At first I didn't notice the other person, so I turned to take a look. 

    Oh my god! Am I dreaming. Please pinch me. Is it true?? Cameron Dallas is over here, in my city, and we both are in the same elevator. I'm so thrilled. I know staring is weird, but I can't really help it. My excitement level is shooting up like a rocket. Then I hear myself saying in a strange, quaky voice "Cam?! you are here?? In India !!". I feel out of breath. I instruct myself to be calm. I take a deep breath as his lips curve into a smile. The smile that just makes my heart swell. Then he says "yeah!". 

    "beeeeeeeeppp!! teeeppp"

 What was that sound? Oh god, elevator isn't moving. I'm trapped in an elevator with Cameron Dallas. What else can one ask for. But I can feel it, I'm panicked. I always have this strange fear from elevators. And now which should be an awesome moment, all I'm doing is freaking out. I can sense the same is the case with him.

  Next thing I hear is a machine voice saying "I request you not to panic as were fixing the problem and it won't be long. Sorry for inconvenience" 

  I look at him, he takes a sigh. All these years I have dreamed of meeting him and now when its actually happening I don't know what to say. What is wrong with me?

  I start "You know what, every Wednesday I tried #CallMeCam but never got your call (yes he calls his fans every wednesday) and I have tweeted you tons of times...but they get lost in other billion tweets! I have longed to go to your MAGCON tour, but it was out of my reach..". 

   When I don't know what to say, I start blabbering and I'm doing the same. I'm not here to complain and stuff. Oh no! what am I saying. 

 Then he looked at me, his warm eyes just make me stare at him more. And said "I'm really sorry for that, but don't you think being trapped in elevator with me is better than MAGCON?" with a smirk. I caught myself smiling. Then we talked about so many things. I felt like I already know this person. We discussed his vines and videos, his friends, the trip and how Nash (his friend) dared him to visit a random country & he ended up here. It was so like a dream that I never want to wake up. Then after 10 minutes (which felt like 2 mins) the elevator started working. So I quickly requested for a selfie with him. Then I reached my floor and he hugged me before we parted. I was literally shaking out of excitement. 

    I know I'm really late for Palak's party, but I also know she would understand. She knows how his videos made my laugh in hard times and he's the one who taught me "being weird and different is the best thing" !! 

I'm still thrilled. 

Sometimes being trapped feels like being in new world worth to explore. 

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This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Miss Fancy Boots

 
I'm really tired after today's basketball practice. I can feel beads of sweat making me gleam in this bright noon sunlight. The school, homework, next week's exam and inter-school basket ball match: thinking about all this is making me sick and the hot weather is cherry on the top of all this mess. My feet feels heavy to move. I'm staring down at the grayish-black road and hoping to magically reach home soon. Cars are passing by but I continue to look down.
      After some time when I finally lift my gaze, there I see her feet,  with floral print, fancy black boots on. It was the first time I saw some girl sitting on road, waiting for something, or maybe someone. As I was about to see her face, I hear another girl's shout from other end of the road "Anna lets go!!"  And the next thing I see is the fancy boot girl getting up and running towards the sound in full speed. I'm trying to get a glimpse of her face, but all I manage to see is her long, wavy, dark brown hairs covering her face and slightly flying in the wind of her speed.  She appears like a free bird flying with no worries, no stress. I can hear her lively giggles as she runs farther away from my side. I notice that all this time I was smiling & standing still, and I don't remember when exactly I stopped. I saw her disappearing in the roadside apple orchard.
     I started moving again, but this time my mind is busy thinking about her. I adore her, her wavy hairs and those black fancy boots. Strange, I don't even know her.
 
   Its evening now and I still can't stop thinking about her. Who is she? Will I ever get to see her again? Do I know her?! All my other worries are already crushed by her fancy boots and in my mind I'm replaying the scene again and again. I want to meet her, I don't know why, but I really want to. Its crazy but lovely, I feel queerly attracted to a girl whom I have barely seen. All I know about her is her name is Anna, or at least that is what her friend calls her.
     What is this feeling? I have no idea. But now I want to find "Miss Fancy Boots", the girl whose thoughts make my smile!

(to be continued......)

Little Innocent Firefly

       
  I was another pair of eager eyes in the audience, 'Clarison Isse Martiene' announced the anchor.
 She took longer than others to enter the stage and this only grew my curiosity. Then when my eyes finally found her, I was dazzled. She was a little girl of five and her tiny fingers were wrapped around a glowing sword. From head to toe she wore neon lights and danced like an innocent firefly in darkness of cruel world.


for 5 sentence fiction on dazzles

Rain, Puddles and Dancing me..

     

         Like every morning, I was jogging in the park. The thick layers of trees and the twisted sand-gravel path gives it forest like look. I could feel the bead of sweat making their way through my curls and my cheeks getting hotter and redder. Then I felt cold water drops on my shoulder. I looked up towards sky, the shapelessly shaped clouds started showering water. I know peacocks dance in rain, so without thinking twice turned I for an extra round in hope to see one. Little did I knew, it wasn't going to end just in smooth drizzle. The heavy rain shower started. I was getting wet. I could hear the peacocks but finding them in this rain wasn't possible. Still it was so much fun that I continued with my jog. Sweat hot me being washed by cold fresh rain. The path was now filled with puddles. The sky started giving thunder calls and then it was raining heavily. I was wet from head to toe. My curls were damp and I had to half shut my eyes to be able to see through. Now the road to home turned into a low depth river. I was already so wet that I didn't care about stepping into puddles. I was jumping and dancing in the empty roads with water puddles scattered like nuts in cookies. Some people in shade might have thought I'm crazy to be in such heavy rain, but they had no idea about the fun. It felt so good that I'm not sure whether I can get enough words to explain that..... 

Her Tear Victory

Ruhi was always the quiet & calm one, unlike her younger brother Rudra who was like a storm, spontaneous & loud. She has always been the mystery to others, her talents were still not known to most. In her mind she carried a whole new world and heaps of desires.

As Ruhi :

 So it happened again. The annual examination results are out and I got less than my brother. He has got the perfect 10 grade and I'm stuck at 9. I feel sad, so to distract myself I checked my mail, and guess what, my poem got the 1st prize in The T.T Poetry Competition. This made my day and as usual its written on my face. I'm overjoyed. I never told my parents I write poems, they just reside safely in my diary. But today I wanted to reveal this secret habit! How happy they would be, I can imagine their faces lighting up with happiness and the proud expression which is always there for my brother.
   I slowed down as I reached the living room, my mother and Rudra were there. I scanned the room for my father, as it has always been my desire to make him proud. I always call myself 'Daddy's girl'. So there he was, talking on phone with someone, maybe with Sant Uncle. He was his best friend. As I headed towards him, tip toed to break the news suddenly & surprise him. Then I felt my legs freeze. I heard him saying in a disappointed tone "hmm.. it was again a 9, no improvements". These words really stabbed hard. I didn't realize my grades matter much, after all I have different plans for life. I want to go for something creative & that doesn't require grades, I know that. I felt a lump in my throat. I was standing there still and around me everything was normal. No one paid much notice to my presence.
NoooOO not again. I felt the tears filling me eyes and I didn't want to cry. No, not like every time. These tears always shut me down and I can't speak out what I want to. My heart ached in the familiar way. I started taking deep breaths, but the pool of tears started to flow and I felt Mom's gaze shifting towards me. She can easily tell whenever I'm crying. Maybe my red eyes were loud. I tried like usual to hide them with my short straight hairs. In past few months I have disappointed them many times. But I always wish they could read me, know what goes inside me. Not that I didn't tried to explain myself, but everytime I did my tears ruined it all. This time I decided I won't let my voice die. No, not this time.
 I struggled with tears, he was done with phone. I knew my tears would break my voice. And again Rudra would start teasing me 'crying baby' !! This might not be big deal, but it hurt. And this time I had full plan to finally speak up. So after struggling and fighting my tears, I found my voice and I heard myself saying "why my marks matter so much when I want to be an artist?" and I left at that. Yes, just a question. I said nothing more and tears were already wetting my cheeks and my voice lost strength to say more. But it did the job. I found that a guild spread over Dad's face. I didn't want that, but then he understood what I felt. He regretted and I could feel that. I shifted my gaze and stared the floor. As my tears started falling off and the silence in room was like the one just after storm. Yes, I finally did it, my little victory in efforts of bringing my feeling out using my voice. The part that my parents know how much I crave for silence to succeed in drying those tears, helped every time. So I made a little step but couldn't really get the voice to tell them about my secret talent.!
  Maybe one day I could do it well, speak up my thoughts and feeling without the salty evils.

Curious Explorer

I turned towards that scratched wooden fence, this time it didn't look frail & dusky. 

As those pair of eyes followed me till the end limits, I felt the strength of those fence. 

It is strong enough to obstruct the path of a curious explorer. 

Harsh enough to imprison an innocent heart's desire. 

Looking at it gave me a strange shiver, and I ran away fencing myself from reality.

for 5 sentence fiction on FENCED

Liebster Award

  Juhi nominated me for Liebster Award. She has always been my inspiration & I'll say today I'm into blogging just because she inspired me to (she's my blogging guru :P )! Thanks Juhi. Her blog Shiht Zoo is a wonderful store of poems, articles and all (do read them) !
 I'm new to this Blogosphere. I'm still exploring this new world (Bloggers World). There is so much to learn and this blog for me is the place where I share my thoughts and random things and the best part is I have people to hear me ! And this award is a huge encouragement for me.

The Liebster Award Official Rules:

If you have been nominated for The Liebster Award AND YOU CHOOSE TO ACCEPT IT, write a blog post about the Liebster award in which you:

1. Thank the person who nominated you, and post a link to their blog on your blog.

2. Display the award on your blog — by including it in your post and/or displaying it using a “widget” or a “gadget”. (Note that the best way to do this is to save the image to your own computer and then upload it to your blog post.)

3. Answer 11 questions about yourself, which will be provided to you by the person who nominated you.

4. Provide 11 random facts about yourself.

5. Nominate 5 – 11 blogs that you feel deserve the award, who have a less than 1000 followers. (Note that you can always ask the blog owner this since not all blogs display a widget that lets the readers know this information!)

6. Create a new list of questions for the blogger to answer.

7. List these rules in your post (You can copy and paste from here.) Once you have written and published it, you then have to:

8. Inform the people/blogs that you nominated that they have been nominated for the Liebster award and provide a link for them to your post so that they can learn about it (they might not have ever heard of it!

My answers to Juhi's questions:

1. Your secret obsession?

▶ my obsessions change time to time.

2. Your favorite smell?

▶ wet earth in the begging of rainy season 

3. What inspires you to write a post?

▶ I take inspiration from many things, it can be some incident, thought, song, novel, news, fact or some random conversation.

4. What is your therapy for getting through the lows in life?

▶ Trash down the sad feelings and distract yourself with something completely new.

5. Which is the destination that you have always dreamed of visiting?
▶ being an aspiring architect, naming one place isn't really possible for me.

6. Do you think love gives way to reality?

▶ maybe! I feel its relative to situation.

7. What do you love getting as gifts?
▶ pieces of memories 

8. Given a chance to undo a mistake in life, would you do it or leave it as it is?

▶ i would do it, because carrying a guilt all life is not my take.

9. What do you like to blog about the most?

▶ i don't stick to one thing. My mind wanders and so the topics. 

10. What's the craziest thing that you have ever done?
▶ the list is pretty big :P 

11. What is the biggest dream for you right now? 

▶ to live life with silly and fun moments instead of creating a dream world.

11 random facts about me:

1. My hairs are really curly (hence some people named me maggi/noodles)
2. I have high megapixel, HD quality imagination power
3. Didn't knew I could write poems before nov,2013
4. I like kids 
5. I love drawing & painting
6. Obsessed with my own dimples :P
7. Care about everyone but never like to show that
8. I collect random & weird stuffs 
9. I like drawing abstract stuffs on my own self
10. I fall for novel/movie characters. 
11. People who don't know me well think i'm a quiet person 

I would like to honor the Liebster award to the following lovely fellow bloggers:

• Soumyaa Verma at  Shall We Call It A Tale?
• Anita at The Explorer Of Miracles
• Swathi Shenoy at Flightless Bird Thoughtful Wings
• Shilpa Garg at A Rose Is A Rose Is A Rose!
• Nibha Gupta at Expressions!

My questions to them would be:

1. Whats the one thing that can make you happy at any situation?
2. Name the person who inspires you the most.
3. If you could be someone else (except your own self), whom would you choose to be?
4. Your favorite color is?
5. Your hobbies include?
6. How you feel just after finishing one blog article?
7. Whats your take in 'Love & Life" ?
8. You forgive people easily or one has to plead for long time?
9. What would you choose: 'sweet','salty', 'bitter' or 'sour' ?
10. If one thing you could change about yourself, what would that be?
11. Do you like sarcasm?

Congratulations to all the nominees! Thanks again Juhi !

 Good wishes to all ! 

Its Hard & Always Be

(novels have great influence on me, here's a poem i'm dedicating to Tris (after she's gone) in Tobais's voice, Divergent Triology) 

I was never ready to leave your hand

Lose you in the hazy sand

Part away from those pearly eyes

And live the life after your demise

Last thing you said to me

"I never want to leave"

I know and believe

In those words left with me & my grief

I wish it was all a lie

I could take you back

From the cruel time

Each memory, each touch

I hold like a gem

In hope maybe

I could relive them.

You appeared fragile 

Still strong for sacrifice

I thought I was strong

Now I know, I was wrong.

Along with you, I lost my strength

And now this emptiness 

Resides inside like a swallowing well

I try to coat sadness with a smile

But lonely is what I'm all this while

And now I won't lie

Without you its hard

And always be ! 

Me: A Mystery Hard To Solve !

I had to write some essays for college application.

Now that is something i don't like. The sole reason being I don't like to be bounded by a topic. I like my thoughts to soar in different direction. Still i made attempts.

So the thing i figured out while doing so it is, I don't know myself that well. I have tried understanding others, and being careful not to hurt anyone. But I totally forgot to do the same for myself. I'm not saying I'm selfless types, yes like a normal human being I'm selfish sometimes. But the fact is, I don't know myself.

I thought I know exactly what I want, how I want the things to happen. But the truth is, I have no clue. I'm just going with the flow and now I get the whole point about why I have started writing. I have never felt that I'm any good at it. It was my attempt to express myself. But now i figured out, this blog is in one way my attempts to figure out 'myself' !! A mystery hard to solve! 

THREE TOSS THURSDAYS

Started by Shih Tzu !

Each thursday we both will pin up 3 random question and everyone is welcome to answer them in comments or post in their blogs. 

Here are the questions with my answers!

1. If you could be a day of the week, which one would you be?

 my ans. - Friday, i don't know why but i always like that day !

2. if you could be a color,which one would it be? 

my ans.- being an artist, choosing a colour is very difficult. But then i would prefer being the colour of pure water.

3. when was the time you stopped believing in santa? 

my ans.- i still kind of believe in Santa ! 

p.s - I tag these people to answer ;) 

Shih Tzu A Sweet Sharing Destination Infinity 

Wish Of A Fangirl

The day I first saw you, I couldn't turn my eyes away. Little did I knew that you were the charm most girls want today. Then I saw the humble you, sweet enough to melt my heart, different enough to change my view. With no intention I fell for you, but to you I'm another girl in the crowd.  And now I stood here, wishing for the time you'll look at me the same way I do ! 

( for 5 sentence fiction on topic WISHES)

10 things we do when exam is over !

During exams we postpone every activity and have a big enough list for 'after exams' time. But what we end up doing? Most of the times we hear ourselves saying this :-

1) i have got a lot of things to do..but all i want to do is... nothing" 

2) Lets sleep more...and more....

3) To internet and social networking sites.... "now its boring..but i can't get off it"

4) T.V and movie...with yummy food !! sounds good ? 

5) am i gaining weight?? should i work out? but i can't wake up early..sleep is important... lets forget about it ! :P

6) should i go out? naahh!! weather doesn't pleases me enough.

7) i guess i should call others and ask what they are doing.... (we all are same)

8) so finally i got some plans in my mind to use this time properly

9) wait a min.... break will be over soon

10) why don't i get enough holidays -_- !

Dose Of Positivity !

This time is weird. My life is at  a point from where i'll start a new journey. No more staying in the old path, but about to make a new start.

 I call it weird not for this turn, but because I have no idea what I'll choose. And also which path will choose me. Its not going to be the smooth and easy journey, I know. But something keeps telling me that I have lot of mysteries to unlock. Something really amazing is waiting for me.

Maybe this makes no sense.  But the point I'm trying to make is, when everything around me is negative, queerly, I'm feeling so hopeful and positive.

Maybe that is why I'm smiling, though I have no reason to.

Life is too short to be anything but happy, because I have faith in myself, I'll do something great no matter how many hurdles life throws at me!

Try this tonic of positiveness and maybe you also forget to take stress. Believe in yourself and maybe then others will do the same. Start loving yourself and you might not know whose inspiration you turn out to be !

5 sentence on infinite story, Marriage

I scanned his eyes to capture the emotion.
The twinkle, the joy and the soft smile, melt my heart like the first time.
After an year our lovely marriage, he held our little baby doll.
And laying there I witnessed a new turn in our world !

(for:5 sentence fiction on marriage)

Random Entrance Gyan

Till now I have appeared for like 20 entrance exams of different types. From engineering, medical, architecture, fashion designing, hotel management, statistics and maybe more. But for me there are just two classification, the one i enjoyed appearing for and the rest i just had to .

And every time the same question
 "how was the test?"

and my answer is according to the ones I enjoyed.

So, in simple words, just appearing for entrance exams tell you whether you'll enjoy the subject or not!
And rest the marks and rank will decide your fate !