Fun, Emoticons, Life & Love

You and me

At a romantic date

Display of affection

Growing intimacy

Clouds of Love

Waiting to burst

Full fledged romance

Never experienced before

His thoughts get interrupted by the beep of his phone.

(All the conversations are on the WeChat App)

Reema: Again lost in your own poetic world! Right?

Harsh: Sorry Reema (before he could say further)

Reema: What sorry? Do you even realise that you are having a beautiful wife waiting for you at home? Have you seen the clock? It’s 9 pm and you are still in the office?

Harsh: (Saying to himself) Beautiful wife!? Blowing one’s own trumpet huh?

Reema: (Before he could reply) And moreover have you written a poem even once for me? You can easily write for others but not for me. Not for your wife! (Angry emoticon)

Harsh: Baby, how many times did I tell you that Poems are written to make someone feel special and you are already special to me?

Reema: So in that case no need to shower love also as we have been married years ago. Right? (In an agitated tone)

Harsh: You want me to come home early right? So please let me finish my work and will be back home soon. Bye.

The conversation ended there.

****

“How inhuman Harsh has become”, Reema said to herself. “Why God why”!!, she exclaimed with a sad face. (Reema considers herself as an expression queen and hence can exclaim with a sad face)

A ping on her mobile brought her out of her reverie.

God: Hello Reema! You called for me?

Reema: (Thinking what to reply)

God: Tell Reema tell. Don’t be afraid or feel shy.

Reema: What has happened to Harsh? Why is he behaving in an inhuman manner? (Sad emoticon)

God: (Smiley) How can I answer that? He is living with you. You should be knowing the answer better than me.

Reema: You created him. Not me. So tell me. (Getting bossy)

God: I created you too and as far as I remember you were not at all bossy. (winking)

Reema: Situations change as per the time.

God: You got your answer it seems. (Smiley)

Reema adding Harsh into the chat

Reema to Harsh: Sorry to say this but God told me that you have changed a lot.

God to himself: When did I tell? You yourself told. Oh! I forgot. You humans can make anything and everything into a “God said word”.

Harsh to Reema: Tell your God that he promised me a simple, nice girl as my wife. And see what have I got! (Winking emoticon)

Reema: How dare you say like this to me? (Shocked, angry, devil emoticons)

God: And Harsh, you promised me to visit every day and spend some time with me. That does not happen and so... (Winking emoticon)

Harsh to God: Right (Straight Face emoticon)

Salman: Hey, I heard someone saying (Be)in(g) Human?

Reema: Salmaaannnnnnnn! You were looking so hot the other day in that looks on Big Boss!! (Wide smile, Thumbs up emoticons)

Salman: Thank You! Thank You! Reema ji (Wide smile emoticon)

Reema: You are welcome, My HERO. (Winking, Angel emoticons)

Harsh: HERO? (Sad, Teary eyed emoticons)

Salman: (Laughing emoticon)

God: Beta Salman, How did your surgery go? That black buck is dying to see you again!! (Smiley emoticon)

Salman: S s s s s s s sir sir app aisa mat bolo yaar. Dekho maine aapko commitment kiya tha ki ek galti karunga toh 10 acche kaam bhi karunga. (Straight face emoticon)

God: That does not absolve you from

Salman: (Interrupting God) Sir ji you know na that I have sent 2500 water tankers to drought hit area. Beacuse that is how I am. Ek baar maine commitment kar diya toh fir main apne aap ki bhi nahi sunta.

God: Jo mein bolta hoon, woh mein karta hoon

Akshay: (God interrupted again) Aur jo mein nahi bolta woh mein definitely karta hoon.(Wide smile emoticon)

Reema: (Surprised Emoticon)

Sensing she might now be caught in between some dialogues that can create unnecessary controversy, she needed to come out with an excuse to log off from the chat.

And surprisingly the door bell rang. She ran to open the door thus leaving the conversation in between.

In front of her stood Harsh along with the HERO with arms over each other.

“Darling, How can I forget your birthday?, he said with a big smile on his face. Sorry that I didn’t pick your calls as I was busy arranging a surprise for you.

Reema stood there in complete disbelief but with a big big smile on her face! She hugged Harsh as he gave her a bouquet of red roses (her favourite) and squeezed him in her arms.

You and me

At a romantic date

Display of affection

Growing intimacy

Clouds of Love

Waiting to burst

A full fledged romance

Never experienced before

He sang this little poem for her for the first time ever and grabbed her closer to him, sealing it with a tight kiss on her lips.

On seeing Salman looking at them with all the enthusiasm, she blushed a little and thanked Harsh for making it so very special.

Salman wished Reema and gifted a painting from his treasure and left, leaving the two onto a romantic date where clouds of love were waiting to burst for a feeling called Love, Eternal Love.

This post has been published by me for WeChat with Anyone, Anywhere contest conducted on Indiblogger. You can also log in to the WeChat website and their Youtube Channel for more details.

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Bridge

Picture Courtesy: BollywoodLife.com

Quaint, modern and hot

Style that Bridges the gap between 

Fashion and practicality 

Inspired by the theme at

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Welcome Summer!

Door-bell started ringing as soon as the clock struck 10. Children from various age groups started to flock the hall of Love. Each dressed in their best clothes with the biggest smile on their face, sat on the floor forming a big circle. A large white board, a huge TV screen, an AC and the Love Couple were there to greet them.

A two hour activity educating children from nearby slum on every Sunday was the first thing that they looked forward to in this sweltering Mumbai heat. They always believed in giving back to the society and spreading Love and what better way than this? 

Summers are good now!!

This post is in response to 110 Creative Challenge

Cheers! Keep Smiling! Spread Love! Embrace Life!

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Emergency

He prayed to Lord as usual before letting darkness settle in for a bright morning. “No! This can’t happen”, she screamed. With slight panic on her face she started compressing his chest and blowing air into his mouth. After in numerous repetition of the act he coughed. She asked the Lord to give her strength.

After 48 hours he opened his eyes to find her besides him, watching him open his eyes. Her face looked fragile after sleepless hours but his open eyes returned all the charm that her face had become home to. “How are you feeling now?”, she asked. “Better but very hungry”, he replied with a smile.

Picture Courtesy : Morguefile

*****

A hot cup of tea, early morning breeze and the chirping of birds made a perfect morning the next day. Seated next to each other, gazing the sky he asked, “How?” To which she replied, “Emergencies come anytime but it is the presence of mind, that moment of brilliance that makes the difference and winked."

This post is in response to #WriteTribe Prompt 1

Author's note: A 3 set of 55 Fiction has been attempted. Please do drop your valuable comments and suggestions for further improvement and encouragement.

Cheers! Keep Smiling! Spread Love! Embrace Life!

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Book Review: Once Upon The Tracks Of Mumbai

Written by: Rishi Vohra

Published by: Jaico Books

ISBN: 978-81-8495-305-3

Genre: Fiction

No. of Pages: 266

Price: INR 175

Synopsis: "Autistic, Schizophrenic, Psychotic...", these are the words used to describe Babloo aka Balwant Srivastav apart from Vandana, his love. She treats him the way he wants the world to see him. A random twist of fate on Mumbai's endless, serpent-like, jangling local train tracks ties the central characters Babloo, Vandana and 'The Rail Man' together in a complex weave of love, heartbreak and courage. 

Babloo draws the reader into his fascinating, heart-rending journey through the twisted, choked lanes of Mumbai especially Bandra, into an open space where he can finally exhale, be born again.

Review: This novel is a first person narrative by Babloo who lives along with his parents and younger brother in a railway quarter, next to the tracks of the Bandra Station. Though he lives with his family, he is always aloof from them. Suffering from autism he finds it difficult to cope with things and thus is detached from his family. Everyone considers him useless and burden. But the fighter he is, he is determined to prove himself but not sure how. With limited to none at all interaction with others, he passes his time by watching C grade films in a nearby theater and looking forward for an interaction with Vandana with whom he sees his future.

Babloo takes us through his fascinating journey from days where his only aim being a small interaction with his dream girl to discovering an ambition and determination in his life to do something productive for himself and the society by large only to woo the only Love of his life, Vandana.

The first person narrative style used by author is crisp, clear and easy to the eyes. The author has a clear grip on the story with a steady pace without letting any dull moment whatsoever. 

There were many moments where I desperately wished it should not go this way with lots of oh no's and oh yes. 

The quote : "She has big expressive eyes which changed size innumerable times during each episode of her favourite soap opera." took the cake.

The character of Babloo is superbly etched and well researched. His moments of Q&A with himself, inability to understand difficult, speedily spoken words and the ways in which he makes his life simple yet enjoyable makes him an endearing character. All the characters, situations, twists and turns are well placed. 

The author's love for the city of Mumbai as well as Bollywood can be clearly seen with his description of various roads and places with ease, references to Amul hoardings along with striking similarities with a superstar. 

Overall: A different and a refreshing love story said with ease with similarities which one can easily relate to one-selves, be it the railway colony, the roads and trains, the characters and the emotions. A perfect recipe for an entertaining evening! Highly recommended!!

Ratings on:

• Plot: 3.5/5
• Characterization: 5/5 (Which is rare)
• Writing: 4/5
• Entertainment: 4/5
• Overall: 4/5

Cheers! Keep Smiling! Spread Love! Embrace Life!

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Daredevil

He traveled in search

Beacon dreams and aspirations

New faces and place

Inspired by the theme at

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The 'Who Am I' Time

A photograph is a gateway to all those sweet, naughty and wonderful memories that you have had during your lifespan. It is a source, a medium to re-live all those moments and cherish it like never before.

So, here I am, with one of my cherished pics!!

Who Am I

This photo of me was taken when I was 8-9 years old in a studio. It was a fancy dress competition organised by my school. Mom always said that she wanted to see me dressed as a girl once. So with a wide grin on her face, she utilized this opportunity to dress me as a 'half lady and half man.'

So on that morning, I did infinite merry-go-rounds to let mom eventually come out with this master piece after almost an hour. And believe me, not even for once did I see myself in the mirror as I was exhausted to even move an inch.

Pardon me for this terrible scared expression on my face as I was made to dress like this against my wishes. I feared that my classmates would tease me. But on winning the first prize all fears turned into smiles as I ran and hugged my Mom who was jumping and smiling in joy. 

Pictures do make you emotional and so does this one as I had received my first prize ever and secondly I had never seen my Mom so happy before. Was it the prize or was it me dressed like above, I frankly don't know. But whatever it is still we both sit together with this photo and have our "Who Am I" time to re-live those special moments.

*****

I would like to know form these three bloggers about their most cherished photo as they would definitely have some beautiful memories to share about their photo.

Surbhi Bafna

Dr Sneha Rahatekar

Jahid Akhtar

The details of 'One Picture From My Photo Album Contest!' can be found here.

This post is my entry for the'One Picture From My Photo Album' contest conducted by My Yatra Dairy and Cuponation 

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