Be matlab ki baatein! 

Hi everyone, because I am expecting a lot of traffic at this address today, I am going to make full use of this opportunity and make you guys read through fifteen poems, which I wrote and presented as an ebook with the help of our very own BLOGCHATTER. 

Poems are in Hindi. You may not even like any of the fifteen! No problem, but aik baar read through karna guys! 

And please feel free to write below about it. Eagerly looking forward to it. 😀 
Link: http://1453483214.rsc.cdn77.org/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/Bematlab-ki-baatein_final.pdf

As my blog is on the reading list today, I am so taking my blog to the next level with #MyFriendAlexa campaign. Blogchatter, love you to moon and back guys! *excited nai edda* 

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Help me with a title for this…

तू इश्क़ मेरा 
तुझे इश्क़ नहीं तो क्या हुआ।

तू वक़्त मेरा

तुझे वक़्त नहीं तो क्या हुआ
तू खुदा मेरा

तू ख़ुद नहीं तो क्या हुआ

तू रहनुमा मेरा

तुझमें रहम नहीं तो क्या हुआ

तू दर्द मेरा

तुझे एहसास नहीं तो क्या हुआ

तू मक़बूल मेरा

पर तू काफ़िर ठहरा, तो भी क्या हुआ। 

Alright! Hi I don’t have a title for this! Hit me up if you have something in mind. 
Taking my blog to next level with #MyFriendAlexa campaign. 
Have a terrific Thursday peeps! 😀

Why does he not understand?

मैंने क्या कुछ नहीं किया 

उसे भुला देने की लिए।

और ऐक वो है कि,

हक़्क़ीक़त समझना ही नहीं चाहता।

बार बार रास्ते में रोक पुकार लगा देता है,

कौन समझाये उसे, कि 

ये रास्ता अब और काटा नहीं जाता। 

कौन समझाये उसे, कि 

ये रास्ता अब और काटा नहीं जाता। 

In the midst of Bangalore posts, I am posting this. Just wrote it, hence thought of sharing it. 

Btw, that picture up there is painting I did for a friend as a marriage gift. Nothing fancy but I do enjoy painting silhouettes. Damn easy they are! 😁

Taking my determination to blog up higher by a notch by bring my Alexa rank to the next level via #MyFriendAlexa Campaign with Blogchatter. Hopefully we’ll soon be back to being in Bangalore!

Till then don’t forget to drink a lot of water people. 😀 

So this happened

Seven years, for seven years, I lived in Delhi; yes that notorious city which we all know is extremely popular for its nuisance behaviour towards women. But not once in those seven years, had I faced or come across an incident where anything unnerving happened with me. I have never even added anything ever to the debate about New Delhi being safe of unsafe. If you are already asking yourself WHY? Then to be honest I don’t know. 

I have lived in that city with full freedom. I have personally traveled with no fear, no matter what time of the day it was. And please, don’t think that I was in the company of fellow men or women. Eight on ten times, you would find me alone, whether it came to boarding the first metro at five in the morning or the last metro at 12 in the night. I have done it all. And hey, please don’t think that I am writing it all here to boast about it. Absolutely not! Because let’s face it, I am neither the first women to do it, nor the last. 

So, after having walked on the Delhi roads at whatever time possible for seven years, and not having come across any nuisance ever, yesterday this happened! 

It was around eight in the evening and I was walking in the neighbourhood to buy myself some food, when I heard ‘whistles’. So apparently two young boys, yes boys (I wouldn’t even add guys to their description because they were really young) started whistling. It was amusing. It really was. Now, I am not saying they whistled at me, may be they were listening to some song and unintentionally started playing along, who knows! But they whistled. 

Now, I am not someone who can be scared away. Hence out of habit, not being able to help myself, I turned around and asked them ‘wassup?’. I did. At least my body language did. You know, raised shoulders and arms  raised a little bit and those kids, poor fellows just turned around and went by. Had language not been a barrier, I may even have had a small chat with them but I don’t know the local language. 

Anyway, wasn’t trying to raise an issue or anything like that. It’s just, I feel it’s unfair to call Delhi extremely unsafe. So this is my first month in Banglore and I am having a gala time here. With the Cauvery water dispute in line, I’ve had a lot of free time up my sleeve. How was your week? Did the weekend go well?  Write below! 😀 

So carrying forward my Bangalore experience, I am desperately trying to bring my determination to blog up higher by a notch. I am taking my Alexa rank to the next level via #MyFriendAlexa Campaign with Blogchatter. More about the changing me in the upcoming posts. 
Don’t forget to drink a lot of water people. 😀 

New in the city!

Hi 

To those of you, who don’t know me (yet), I am G. 

And, I have just moved to Bangalore. Today I am ten days old here in Bangalore! And, these part ten days have been no less than that crucial ‘the most important’ lecture from the chapters bound to come in the exam. No, not kidding. 

I was cussed, spewed bad luck at, got lost on the streets, met an old long lost cousin, got lost in the awe of rain, felt lonely, cried, felt independent, therefore smiled, got mugged, lost 5k as token money deposited and what not! 

Let’s just say I am surviving Bangalore, because I want to really quick start living here, the way I did in Delhi. 

Man! I do miss the familiarity of Delhi roads. But to be honest, I haven’t given myself even one chance to sit and regret the decision of moving because I had to. I just had to move out of that city. It was taking me nowhere. I mean, I had been there for past eight years. I grew up there. I love that city with all my heart and zeal but I did want to move out.

So here, I am almost 1400 miles, down south of the country, in a place where language is the biggest barrier I am facing. 

So with an unmistakably failed attempt at blogging, I am taking my Alexa rank to the next level via #MyFriendAlexa Campaign with Blogchatter. You’ll be reading more of my Bangalore experience in the upcoming posts. See you!