His & Her Story

She looked up at the guy beside her. There he was, smiling at her like she meant everything to him. Holding her by her waist, he was walking beside her. She hadn't once asked where they were heading to, she didn't care about anything as long as he was beside her. It had been a year since the day he had asked her out and still she could feel herself blush every time he took her name.

"Hey?"
She realised she had been looking up at him for too long. She smiled a shy smile and placed her head against his shoulder. She was in love with everything about him; the way he walked, the way he smiled, the way he spoke her name. Everything.

As if he sensed her feelings, he pulled her closer to him and planted a kiss on her head.
"I love the smell of your hair," he murmured into her hair.
"I love everything about you," she said, still smiling.

She knew he was waiting to say something, she could sense the nervous energy in his gait. She stole a glance at him and realised he wasn't looking at her anymore, his eyes were stuck on something else. She saw that he was looking up at the sky.

"What is it that you want to say?" She spoke in a hushed tone.
"Look at that star there," he gestured toward the sky. "The brightest one, over there."
She followed his gaze and found the star he was pointing at.
"Yes?"
"That is the polar star. The brightest one. It guides people, you know." He looked down at her, and smiled. "It reminds me of you."
She blushed a deeper red. The clouds had hovered over the moon and the night was dark, but he could still see her clearly.

He held her by her shoulders and turned her to face him. She looked up at him, right in the eyes, and smiled. By the way she looked at him, he knew how much he meant to her. Her love for him was obvious, like his love for her was.
He bent down to kiss her on the cheek.
"You make me so happy," he spoke against her cheek.
"You're my happiness," she said, with a smile.

He held her face in his hands for a moment and looked in her eyes. They were them shining in the dark, like the stars in the sky. The very eyes he loved so much, the very eyes that conveyed her love for him when she found it hard to speak out.

When they looked up at the sky, the moon had come out of the clouds and everything was brighter under the moonlight. He put his arms around her again, pulled her closer and beamed at her.
"I love you so much," he whispered.
"I love you much more," she whispered back to him.

A new year day out.

Last year, year 2013, on New Year's eve I received a text, reminding me about the meet up we had decided on. My high school friends had decided to meet up for a New Year's day out. I was excited, by the thought of getting to see all my high school girlfriends after so long. It had been almost two years since I had seen them.

People get busy after high school, what with all the new exposure the college life tends to give us. I got busy and so had they. Not many words were exchanged either in the span of two years, so I was looking forward to meeting all of them.

I realised that I hadn't replied to the message about my consent, so I did. Everyone was happy that I was finally trying to bond with them again.

High school is like a rocking boat for everyone, but for me it was harder. I had just shifted to a new school and I took a lot of time to adjust to the new surroundings. Maybe too much, for which I will always feel bad.

The girls had been nice to me, they had accepted me and were easygoing. But I had still stayed aloof, God knows why.

So I thought of this as my chance to change it all, to go there and make things better between us and I took my chance.

All of the girls had agreed to come, except two girls. One who was busy with college and another who wasn't with us anymore.

A much closer friend of mine and I got to the place we had decided on a little early and we were having a casual conversation, when the girls started coming in one by one.

By the time everyone had assembled, the place was bustling with people and we were all still trying to get comfortable.

I'll admit, it was weird at first to talk to them after so long. I started with listening to their stories and let myself slowly blend in. They hadn't changed much, still the easytalkers they once were so I could quickly pick up the beat. Soon it felt like our surroundings didn't matter anymore. We felt like we were back in our school, like we were having a break time chat.

We talked about our time in school, the kind of fights we used to have, the fun we had during the sports classes we would beg for, our beloved teachers and how much we missed them. It was such a refreshing way to spend the first day of the year. It still makes me smile, to just think about that day.

We had no idea how quickly time had passed, but it was already time to leave. We promised to keep in touch after that and we departed.

It was indeed the perfect beginning to a new year. After all, old friendships always bring a feeling of nostalgia when you meet them after a long time. The day filled me with optimistic approach towards friendship, even the ones that were not very well maintained.

This is my story of togetherness. Of true happiness. For more, you can check the link below.

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Hope- a wonderful thing.

It was a sunny afternoon, everything around me seemed to be brightened up by the blazing sun. We had gathered there to witness the birth of our friend's dog's puppies. Aaradhna, the dog's owner, had just moved into our neighbourhood and was already a part of our gang. It was solely because she owned a dog. Back then, owning a dog was a huge thing. And for a ten year old, it still is a big thing even for this generation. Her dog was a female Labrador, a beautiful yellow coated dog who was very friendly. The dog had gained all our love within no time. The fact that there would be more little bundles of happiness like her was what had had us waiting there in the sun on that day.

We had been sitting in the park in front of Aaradhna's house for over an hour. We were looking at the garage where the vet had taken her dog, Dollie, who was about to give birth to pups. We were all so excited, we had forgotten all about our lunch. It had been too long already since we sat waiting, we knew that, but our hopes were high.

We had already started deciding on the names for the pups, as if it were the most important thing to do then.

There were five of us, Aaradhna included. So we decided we would all get to name one pup each and if there were more, Aaradhna would decide. It was a fair plan and everyone seemed happy.

When it was my turn, I offered to name the pup 'Cookie'. All of them nodded and grinned. It was a good name.

I don't remember how long we sat there, staring at the garage door. When the vet came out to tell us the pups were all out, we jumped up in ecstasy and raced to the house.

Once we were inside the main gate, we decided to go in slowly, in order not to frighten the pups, and we walked in together.

When it was time for us to see the pups, Aaradhna's parents let us in the garage. There were seven pups, perfectly healthy and breathing little balls of fur. It was a wonderful sight, to look at those tiny beings. And Dollie was one proud mother, she would have beamed at us if she could, trust me.

We all took turns to pet her and slowly walked closer to the mattress on which the pups were lying.

Just beside the litter was a small lump, unmoving. The vet said that one pup had no chances of survival and pointed at the lump I was looking at. Thee little pup was tiny and beautiful but barely breathing.

As we looked, Dollie went on to lick the pup. She cleaned the pup and held it close. We weren't expecting anything, we were all kids and the vet had given up on the pup long ago. 

But then somthing wonderful happened. Within an hour, the pup began moving and breathing a little easily. The vet was shocked out of his wits too, it was a beautiful thing to watch. Dollie had done what the vet thought was impossible, such is the power of a mother's touch.

We named the pup 'Lucy' and she is still a living example of hope for all of us. The little pup who grew up to become a beautiful dog herself, taught us that hope is all one needs even in the darkest of situations.

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A World Remade

The world is a better place for those who know how to deal with it. To others, who cannot steep down to that level, well, survival is not a cake walk. But what if the world could be made a better place? What would it be like for everyone to have a good life? Wonderful topic to talk about.

When God created the world, (or whoever did) he must have had such great expectations from us, the people. How he must have been disappointed to see us make a hell out of it. But really, has everything changed for the worse? Isn't there anything that we can still think of and smile about?

Well, I'll start by mentioning all the things I would change in this world, if I could.

First of all, communal harmony is a must. Everyday we see people from different communities fighting each other. This has to stop! We need to understand that we are humans, that we need to dwell together.
Taking away a person's God from him is not the key here. But staying together despite the differences is. I would love to bring in a sense of brotherhood amongst people.

Secondly, education is a must. Most of us are well educated and so we perceive things is a better way. Of course, there are learned people who go on and corrupt the society but mostly, education makes a person better.
So, a world with educated people with etiquettes and love for their surroundings will be my next choice.

Next comes poverty. This needs to be completely plucked out of the world. In a place where the rich keep getting richer and the poor stay poor; not much can be done about it.
Perhaps, bringing a balance in the monetary aspect can help improve the world. So that will be my next choice.

Fourth is pollution. If we could go back in time and take a look at the world then, we would probably not want to come back (in matters of pollution free surroundings, of course.) All the kinds of pollution we have brought upon ourselves and the ways we try to dismiss them by saying it's natural is downright disgusting. Everywhere you go, there's some problem in nature. Who is to blame for that? We, ourselves.
A pollution-free planet is a yes!

Fifth should definitely be the dominance of money. Merits and capabilities are so old school these days. Money can buy your way in almost anywhere. This really needs to be taken care of.
Jobs and opportunities should be given based on skills, not background.
That will be my next step, an opportunity-rich world for those who deserve them.

Next will be equality between the two genders. Women empowerment is as necessary as the above mentioned points. Women are capable of working and those who wish to work should be encouraged.

Also, animal welfare is a must. Exploiting the natural resources, depriving them of their natural habitats needs to be stopped. They have equal rights over this planet like us, so we should respect their space and let them live.
Same goes for the flora of the world. Deforestation needs to be stopped, completely.
Richer flora and fauna will make this world beautiful. And a beautiful world is worth the time.
So this needs to be on the list too.

But the world we live in is not all dark and bad. It does have a few things worth retaining.
Like, for example, the advanced technology. What all the human brain can achieve if put to proper use is simply amazing.
Also, the advancements in medical fields and research fields is commendable, both life saving and making lives better.
Next, the rich literature that we have been bestowed with over the years. I would never want to lose it or abstain myself from the possibilities of works of more such literary geniuses. Also, libraries are a must in my version of the world. Why deny the knowledge one can get from books, right?
Then comes the love and affection of our dear ones. Who would want to leave that out? A friend of mine, Divya, says Love is eternal. It cannot be changed ever.
And of course, puppies are a must in any version of the world. The dog lover in me would never live in a world without dogs.

So, yeah. These are the changes I would make in the world, in order to make it better. To be honest, I think the world we live in today could be made better if we learnt our roles and followed/respected the rules of Nature. It's all in our hands now, to either make the place we live in better or worse.

I am participating in the #TheWorldRemade activity at BlogAdda in association with India Today #Conclave15.

Another Birthday!

The phone rang thrice before it was answered. Seher had to hold back her giggles before she spoke up.
"Happy birthday, baby girl. I love you!" Seher's excitement was evident in her voice.
"Seher, how many more times will you wish me? Come over, already!" Sia spoke, equally excited.
"Uh, Sia, about that. I'm so sorry but I won't be able to attend your birthday."
"What? You always do this to me! I don't wanna talk to you." The line went dead.
Seher snickered as she put her phone back on the table.

"She's pretty cross at me right now, so let's prepone the party by an hour."
"Your best friend, your choice." Diya stuck her tongue out at Seher.

Seher took a glance at the living room and smiled. She and her friends had planned this surprise party for far too long and finally it was being worked on. Roshni and Evelyn were sticking the balloons around and Diya was working on the ceiling decoration. Seher's work was done here, so left the three girls in the living room and went into the kitchen. She still couldn't get over the fact that she was making her sister bake the cake, once again. It was just so funny.
"Cake ready, Nish?" She asked, teasingly.
"You find this very amusing, don't you? Always making me bake the cake." Nisha looked at her sister accusatively.
"No! I just love the cakes you make." Seher planted a kiss on Nisha's cheek.
"This you're very good at." Nisha said, shaking her head.

She sighed in relief and looked at the cake on the kitchen counter. As she had planned, it was perfect. She walked out of the kitchen, to check on what the girls were doing.
"Alright, girls. Pull up your socks, we need to work quickly."
"Nish, you got flour on your face." Evelyn giggled. "Here, let me get it."
"How can anyone get flower on their face?" Roshni made a face.
"Rosh, seriously, shut up!" Everyone spoke in unison.

Once the whole decoration and cake baking were taken care of, it left them with one last task - bringing the birthday girl over. Of course Seher couldn't go, so it left the other girls in charge.
"I don't think I'm good at convincing, so not me." Roshni shrugged.
"As long as you don't want someone to bring her chained and blindfolded, count me out." Diya scratched the back of her head.
"Wow, you two. Way to go." Evelyn rolled her eyes. "Nish, maybe we both should go?"
Nisha nodded.
"Probably, yes. Nish and Evie are good at convincing." Seher smiled.

She was happy that her plan had worked out so well. Until now, at least. Once they left to bring Sia over, Seher had to get her gift ready, she remembered. It had taken her not much time to decide the gift. She had known Sia for a long time and it was easy to choose gifts for her. For all her friends, really. That was one of the reasons she loved them for, for being so easy-going.

An hour passed and Sia was there. She was looking so happy, it was like a boost for Seher's smile. She went over and hugged her best friend.

Roshni and Diya brought in a piece of the cake and smeared it all over Sia's face. Evelyn and Seher started laughing.
Girls! Don't do that! Ew! Nisha kept shouting, but she was barely heard.
More slices went on the faces. Evelyn was about to hit Roshni's face with a slice when she stopped her.
"Wait! There's cherry on that." And Roshni picked the cherry out and put it in her mouth. "Now, hit me."
Everyone started laughing so hard. Seher glanced over at Sia and smiled at her.
"I'm sorry I lied to you. And I hope you liked this." She half-shrugged.
"I love it, you idiot. You're so sweet! I love you!" Sia hugged Seher back, tight.
"Me too. We all do! Always."
"Always!" They all agreed.

A little like love.

"Hi, Dawn! Ryan here. Call me back."
Dawn played the recorded message for the millionth time since evening.
"Call him back already! I'm tired of listening to the message." Trish exhaled sharply.
"I don't want to." With that, Dawn hit the Erase button and walked back to her room.

She picked up her laptop out of the pile of clothes. As she checked her regular e-mails, she was growing more impatient.

Just a 'call me back' after all that he's done and he thinks I'll forgive him? Huh. She thought as she desperately checked for his e-mail in vain. She looked up when Trish entered the room. She had no idea how long it was since she had been at it, but now she felt embarrassed. She closed her laptop and raised an eyebrow at her sister.
"Tell me." Trish asked.
"What?"
"What's going on with you and Ryan? And for Christ's sake don't lie, I can see things aren't fine. So, shoot!"
Dawn sighed. She had kept it from Trish for way too long anyway.
"He.. He forgot Valentine's day."
"Whoa. And you're acting weird 'cuz of that?"
"Uh, yeah. He had promised to take me out on Valentine's day. And he forgot the day."
"Sis, honestly, that is why you've been avoiding his calls?"
Dawn nodded.

Trish mused on it for a while before she spoke up.
"He isn't the kind that forgets, right? You used to tell me that all the time. Why then didn't he ask you out?"
"I dunno."
"What? Didn't you even ask?"
"This is the first time he's called in a week. I left him more messages than a stalker would."
"I won't ask you how you know that. But, hey, give him a chance to explain himself."
"Stop taking his side. It's been a week! He could've left the same message a week ago." She half shouted.
"Well, yeah. You've got a point. But aren't you the one who always tells me to reason with your loved ones?"
"Not this time, Trish. This is different."
"Well, he could've said the same when you forgot his birthday. He didn't though, did he?" She pulled on one of her infamous smirks.

Dawn turned her gaze towards the framed photographs on her wall. She felt a pang of guilt as the images of his last birthday materialised before her eyes. She swallowed hard and stood up.
She went straight to her closet and looked for the photograph she had buried between a stack of clothes. It was of Ryan's and hers, when they had first met a year ago.
A handsome, young man dressed in a black tailored suit and a beautiful, young girl in a beige dress. The photograph was taken by Trish after Ryan had danced with Dawn for over an hour.

Both lovers of literature and philosophy, Ryan and Dawn had hit it off with the very first sentence. Trish would always wonder out loud how two boring people could find equally boring companions was above her.

Lately, Dawn had grown more accustomed to Ryan and his awkward timings. He'd work all day and most of the nights and she'd wait for his text before she would doze off. This new change had resulted in Trish's moving into a different room. She could barely talk to her boyfriend or sleep in there, what with all the never ending Skype calls Dawn and Ryan would have.

Everything was going smoothly until Dawn forgot Ryan's birthday. She wasn't the kind that forgot people's birthdays, she always remembered all of them. This was just a one-time thing. She had had her exams the whole week and had dozed off before she could wish him. Thankfully, he wasn't the kind that was particular about being wished for birthdays. In fact, he barely ever celebrated it. But like Trish rubbed it in all the time, it was stupid of her to have dozed off.

Maybe I should call him back, she thought and walked back to her desk. She didn't even have to tell Trish about it, she knew her sister would call him back. She gave Dawn a thumbs-up and left.
Dawn dialed his number and waited for him to answer. After five rings, she disconnected the call and typed a message.

'Hi.'

She kept her phone aside and shook her head as if to filter the thoughts. She wondered when she had become such a selfish person. Her thoughts were interrupted by an incoming message.

'Busy. Will come over in 20.'

Dawn jerked out of the chair and rushed to the mirror. She looked at herself and almost shrieked. She looked like a homeless wreck in her pajamas and uncombed hair. She knew Ryan's 20 minutes would never get over that quickly. Still, she quickly showered and changed into jeans and tee. She pulled her hair into a neat pony and put on a little make up. When she looked presentable, she braced herself for a wait of another hour or so and walked out of her room.

When the bell rang in the next few minutes, Dawn didn't even move from where she was sitting in the living room. She was sure it couldn't be Ryan. Trish opened the door, pouting.
"Oh, hey. All set to become a martyr?" Trish talked in her teasing tone.

Dawn craned her neck to see who it was at the door, but she couldn't see anything except Trish. The voice that followed made her shoot a look at the clock.
"Haha, is she ready yet?"
Ryan's voice, Dawn thought as she stood up.

Ryan was standing at the door, smiling at Trish like he was amused by her tone.
"You are.. early," Dawn muttered as she walked to the door.
"Dawn! Is that how you greet a guest?" Trish asked, clearly trying hard not to smile.
"Valentine, Trish. Her Valentine." Ryan replied.
Dawn's cheeks were flushed red. When Ryan offered his hand, she took it and smiled at him.
"I thought you never wanted to talk to him again!" Trish protested.
"Apparently, you can't resist my charm. Yes, Dawn?"
"Impossible." Dawn smiled at him.

Her.

Like the rising sun, she lights my life.
Like the falling snow, she mesmerizes me.
I was a caged bird, confined by bars,
With just a smile, she set me free.

Like the music that flows from her fingers,
When she plays the guitar for me,
Her words linger even after she leaves,
How she does that, a wonder it'll always be.

She picked me up from the deepest of hells,
And chased away the demons of my past.
Like the winter sun, she filled such warmth,
My heart blossomed with her love so vast.

~SB