Most of the times you might find yourself in a situation that constantly threatens your inner peace. You might find it really hard believing that someone you loved and cared for is the one who led you to this kind of mess. Sometimes it’s very difficult to pull yourself back to sanity because these happenings have been heartbreaking, some people have been really difficult to come in terms with and honestly, it’s okay. There’s always something about toxic people that is really important to kno

I think your pretty face and attractive voice is to be blamed, Every word from you touched his heart and he believed in your lies. You might have come into his life to forget your past or to kill the loneliness, But he, with the happy soul and a golden heart, accepted you as his soulmate. He never felt lust for you, His feelings were pure and genuine. He started being more happier than before, And did everything for you. Oh! Wait. Isn’t this where he went wrong? He might have rushe

In the brokenness of your being, When the wind holds you a second longer, And the night speaks to you, Telling tales of the dark, You know you have known love. Like a silent conversation, Like comfort in the crowd. Love is that teenage, Love is that senile. Love that is not only counting stars by the beach, But also the pebbles by the shore. Love that is not the perfect letter, But the hundred discarded drafts in the bin. Love that is not the perfect photograph, But

Past day, I met a guy. Not that I was willing to but because in our country we have an age. Once we attain that age everybody’s primary goal is to ship us to some other place. As I no longer loved someone and it din’t fit me to say no to my parents, I agreed to their choice of meeting him. After our introduction and a few other formal questions he asked me, “Are you virgin?“ I was taken aback by this question as if what I just heard was something very dreadful. Well, to be hone

We come in this world crying. But to smile, to laugh, to love, to be happy is what we learn after being born. Doesn’t that simply indicate that we need to learn to how to keep those blooming curves on our faces? Just in a blink of an eye we are nothing but grown up puppets where we enter an age called “Teenage”. The name sounds so glamorous, yet so faded. Filled with thrills, yet depressing. Independent, yet needs us to be more responsible. Fascinating, yet

If I fill these pages of my diary, by words about you, will these pages bleed? If I scribble about every single scar, that you gave me over the years, will the people plead? If I draw you over my canvas, and let colors sneak in through it corners, will it be colorful again? If I ask a time traveller, to reverse the sands of time, will you be back there to hold me? If one day I write our story, to sum up all those incomplete kisses and half hugs, will you be willing to listen?

Are you fine? Yes, I am. As fine as the thinnest pasta sheet that feels the pressure of being perfect, extending and oppressed under the rolling pin; no choice to break, no option to crack, just go with the flow. Fermented over time to transform itself from just being water and dough. As fine as doctor’s needle that innocently pricks, to get just few drops of blood, to make you well. Ironically in how many days you may die, also lies on its tiny shoulders to tell. As fine as the sand that

While life argues and shouts like a drunken brawl, Romance kisses tears with ‘sorry’, not letting it fall. Life burps and farts and even cries, Romance has no such lows, only highs. While life snores and spit drips, Romance smiles that angelic smile, nestled in waves of hair, it soundlessly sleeps. Life gets irritated waiting for the late, Romance impatiently cherishes the excited wait. Life is a sturdy multipurpose handbag, Romance a clutch, holds nothing, just a fad. Life cooks

Dear Men, Don’t just fall, fall for the right one. I know, it is normal human tendency that our eyes rule most of the time as compared to our brains. There is nothing inhuman to select beauty over brains but in the tug of war between the both we often select the fancy and later regret. Below are few thing you need to remember: 1. Don’t fall for bold shade over her lips, make sure the words spoken from it are how far true. 2. Check whether her emotions are not as fake as the eyelashes sh

How far can you be? Remember when I was sick and you stayed up all night, taking care of me? Remember when we held hand strolling together in the park, enjoying ‘colored ice’ and how I stuck out my tongue, making faces, just to make you laugh? Remember when I woke up wrapped in your arms, and snuggled in closer just to make sure I was not living a dream? Remember that one time when you were really angry with me and even in between the fight, you picked up one of my shirts that had f

I sometimes wonder, what if I met you in the middle of the street someday? Will you say “Hi” or just ignore me like you did before, assuring me that you haven’t changed? I sometimes wonder, will your smile still be the same? I sometimes wonder, will you talk like we haven’t been apart for years? Will you notice, that I keep my hair short, as you liked? Will you text me back after reaching home, saying that you miss me? I do wonder, but deep down I know too. I know, my wishes

Here comes the wind, Of those forlorn lands. Of those lost memories, Which once quivered spine. Ruffles through my hair, And undoes the ties, Sets me free. While I fly to create, The next few memories, To some different lands. Not so forlorn.. Not so lost ! -Nick

That day, our eyes met and what was next? Obviously, a new born feeling came into this world. Yes, it was born. I know as my heart was one of the parents and it had never felt so joyful and proud before. Initially it was small, so was I. But after feeding trust, hopes and time it grew. Yeah those giggles, hand-in-hand and a few kisses played a major role in that. I as a parent knew it has been nurtured well. After a few years, it got mature. I used to drink and get high. But for my fee

Hey you! Look up and listen to me, darling. Let’s learn how to love yourself first. I know what it feels like to be shattered enough to feel that all the art and beauty of this world is not going to save you. But I want you to know that it’s OKAY. It’s completely OKAY to be feeling like this or even just nothing at all. It is called being human to be that way and it is normal. It doesn’t make you weak. I know that maybe you spread your heart naked in from of someone and he/she walked all

Heya! Wassup peeps? I know it has been a while, sorry for that, been hell lotta busy in work, literally. Anyways, today imma talk about how we as a society have failed in educating our younger ones on etiquettes. Disclaimer: There are my personal views. No offense intended. We, as a society, have failed you. Right from the moment you were born, We abused the one who conceived you, And then, thought of ways to get rid of you. When you asked for protection by tying a thread, We ensure

If a man could cry, in front of peeps. his tears would recite a story of every men who wished to cry but instead, pressed the neck of their emotions as it renders them as weak. If a man could cry, his eyes would showcase a film of every boy who was ignored because trusting men is a crime. they hurt you, they are dogs, they play. as if inhuman and men are synonyms. If a man could cry, his tear stains would write unsaid words of grief, from a boy who was cheated and clai

Everything was simple Everything was fine I knew I couldn’t have you And I knew why I tried to move on I dated other girls But then when we’d hang out I knew I had lied to myself You noticed me drifting You said, “Please explain” But I didn’t want to loose you So, I tried to deal with the pain It’s hard to be with you It gets harder each day When I look into your eyes I feel my body floating away I miss the way it used to be You don’t feel the change You don’t know I really

It was mid of first year in the college and by now not only me but the whole college knew how close I was to her. Yes, we were not talking since the day we joined the college. But a random group formed for a project turned out to be the most beautiful thing that has happened in that course of time. I am not the kind of always-present-beofre-time types hence as usual I was late. I entered the classroom. It was more like a routine now, my eyes looking for her as soon as I entered the class roo

लोग क्या सोचेंगे? बहुत सुना है सबसे अपनों से परायों से! लोग क्या सोचेंगे…? इसकी शुरुआत का कोई अंदाज़ा नहीं, हाँ पर चाहें तो अंत ज़रूर हो सकता है क्या कभी सोचा है? कितने अरमां दब गए? कितनी उम्मीदें ख़त्म हो गईं? कितने रंग बेरंग हो गए? बस इसलिए कि लोग क्या सोचेंगे? पापा! वो लाल कपड़ा कितना सुंदर है! दिला दो! मैंने देखा है टीवी पे पहने हुए। क्या? वो घुटने तक का? और बिना बाहों का? अंग प्रदर्शन नहीं करवाना है हमको सलवार क़मीज़ पहनो, लोग क्या सोचेंगे! फिर भी वो झेलती रही रोज़ रास्ते

I remember the day when I met you and realized that how keenly I started noticing that weird change around me. It’s like I never paid attention to such LITTLE THINGS that somehow always existed but were overlooked by the way I rush with my life. Looking out for bigger picture was always my thing but it was you who made me realise how most little things that I usually ignore, can be a great source of our happiness. You know, happiness is overrated. We tend to seek it from the bigger things in

Warning: HIGHLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK. IF YOU ARE MY TEACHER/FAMILY, PLEASE GO BACK! NOT MEANT FOR YOU. Once and for all. After taking 4 shots of vodka, I take you to the hotel room, half drunk. The same one where you took me to, 3 years back. Curious and soaked in lust, you ask me what I have for you today. Smiling wickedly, I wink and ask you to find it by yourself. As you open the door of the room, you find chains and whips for the night. Still soaked in l

Dear Society, Yes I am a prostitute and I am proud of it. You flaunt your work, your status, your job, your money. So, I will also do the same. Today, I will let you know what I think. Today, I will showcase you; no, not my body but the difference between our lives. You work for money. So do I. But the difference is I only work in night shifts and you know what’s best? I work with integrity. I don’t cheat on my customers as you do. As a matter of fact, you cheat someone somewhere and

Hello friend! This is a little something for our fathers. The heroes who don’t wear a cape.   He walked with torn shoes and re-stitched clothes, Just to but new shoes and clothes for you. But, did you fulfill his needs?   He got wet in rain and walked under scorching sun, Just to buy you a raincoat and ACs. But, did you fulfill his needs?   He left before you woke up and came when you were asleep, So that you don’t sleep on empty stomach. But, did you fulfill his needs?

Hello everyone! This is something dedicated to the man behind everything I am today, my dad. I know that writing doesn’t mean much, mutual co-operation and understanding is way better than it. Still. Dad, I know that I act like a jerk at times but at the end of the day, I love you & always will. Let’s get to it.   I love you dad, and want you to know, I feel your love wherever I go. Whenever I have problems, you’re there to assist. The ways you’ve helped me, makes quite a list.

Love the one that loves you instead of one that you love. What you read above might sound weird but let me get this straight, unlike they say in movies, “One sided love kills the inner you.” I came across a beautiful micro fiction that I am going to share. We will understand it better in the form of a story. So, let’s get started. Once there was a boy. He was madly in love with a girl. “That” girl was not the most beautiful or charming one but for him, she was something extraordinary.

Let’s rewind? You block me on WhatsApp, I deactivate my Facebook. We don’t talk for days, Let’s hear what the silence says. Let’s rewind? I fight for our survival, You built a wall of ignorance. Your replies came late, Let’s embrace this feeling of hate. Let’s rewind? A wind of doubt blew your hair, Words of a stranger made home in your head. I argue with you whole night, Let’s not forget the last fight. Let’s rewind? We shared a touch for the first time, Your blush is still

You there. Yes, I am talking to you. Do you know you’re like a goose who can soar and touch the silky sky with an ease? Do you know you’re like a triggerfish, so beautiful yet so aggressive? But you, of course, do not know that you’ve stars in you, infinite number of stars, which can illuminate your whole sky. Your features are limitless and you’ve so many capabilities in you. Then why don’t you appreciate yourself? Why are you so busy showing them their qualities without noticing yours? I

This is the story of a child who was a “Happy Girl” in school. She was reckoned to be one of the most ravishing of all women. All the guys in the class pulverized over her. She used to get ready go to high school everyday even considering the fact that she could be raped anytime by the lusted guys in her classroom. It was a Sunday evening, post 8 P.M., an unusual day when she was called for extra classes. The guys followed the girl on the street and she sensed some vulnerable thing at the

I was questioned this since the day we were not together anymore. By my friends, relatives, parents, my siblings and due to this, sometimes by my heart as well.   But, I still can’t figure out the answer to it. I keep on retreating in my mind that the answer is simply a “No”. “Yes, it has been quite a while now, how can you still miss her?”, echoes my self-respect. But you know what? You are still a frequent visitor in my mind. You are like that guest who pays a visit without any prior notic

A mother who always cares, A mother who’s always there. A mother who always prays, A mother who always stays. When things get rough, When life gets tough. When all is just too much to bear, God’s words she shares. God’s light she shines, Blessed that God made her mine. – Nick P.S: This was for you mum. I know you’re not with me but you’re always watching for me from up above. Love. Niraj.

It was fifth consequent year after us not being together anymore. But as a religious habit on every Saturday, I used to visit the Church. No, not because my mother told me so. But the only reason was “her”. She used to be there at the same time. Watching her was eternal peace. She used to close her eyes and I just used to stare at her. Yes, just stare at her, nothing else, and while doing so, it seemed all the hustle and stress of the week would run away. I would glance her as if I was hyp

Hey you all. I was quite busy these days hence no post from me. Sorry for that. But, here is a beautiful composition for you all. And as always, don’t relate it with me. I write because I love to not because all of this has happened to me.   Neither any complaint, nor any blame, I want to thank you for all “that” same.   Thank you For showing me that fake love, To tell how it feels when we are loved.   Thank you For hugging me to make me experience, The warmth of being in t

I’m not in a mood to write anything but this is the only place where I can write (read scream) anything I want. I don’t wanna tell this to world as I don’t want them gloating over my issues. This is not meant for regular readers as it is not a blog. It is just me blabbering about my problems. However I’m not gonna password protect it so that you could know about the other side of people (read snakes) these days. Snakes don’t hiss anymore. They call you baby, bro or friend. How hard is it t

You forgot to mention your twinkling eyes and the way you felt, when you saw him, but I noticed. The sudden appearances of those smiles, the change of tone and the way you started acting all weird whenever he was around, you couldn’t explain, but I noticed. ⠀ His narration in every small conversations of us, you didn’t notice, but I did. The explanations you tried to sell me of being up late at nights, I didn’t buy, because I knew the true reason behind your lies. ⠀ The looks you gave hi

Why you gotta be so rude? Don’t you know I’m human too! What you read above is pretty much what I wanna say to this cruel world. Today was a day well spent until evening. Thanks to them duo for such a wonderful day. If I sent you link of this post then, you’re one such person in my life which I won’t wanna lose ever. Love you from the core of my heart. ❤️ If you are a follower or a regular reader of my blog. Well, hello to you! Keep reading. Today I am going to write about myself, like

It’s been late, but I have been thinking about you. It’s been late, but You were always sweeter than anyone else. It’s been late, but Your touch is a solitaire for me. It’s been late, but now Love makes sense to me. It’s been late, but I have always been afraid. It’s been late, but Your smile destroys the fear in me. It’s been late, but now I found the world to be fare. It’s been late, but now dreams do make sense to me. It’s been late, but your eyes speak more

To the generation that has forgotten how to love. Note: Harsh words ahead. You have been warned. Please read it only if you have free time else, close it and come back when you have free time. Dear Generation X, With emotions wrapped in emoticons, happiness hidden in herbs, hearts guarded by high walls, and love lost among a lot of other superficial things, where exactly are we heading? When on the Earth did “emotional unavailability” became so attractive? How hard is it to be there for

Being a girl, she gets nothing but pain, And she gets judged, again and again.   Being a girl, all she gets is tears, And with them, accompanied by fears.   Being a girl, she at times is disrespected, This world isn’t anymore safe and protected.   They say, “You’re equal to our sons.”, But in the end, they don’t treat them like ones.   Being a girl, she is her daddy’s princess, After marriage, no less than a kitchen’s duchess.   Being a girl, she suffers deep wounds

“First kiss is a bliss” A piece of chalk hits my forehead and again I was caught talking. Not with mouth this time it was my eyes. Yes, I was talking with her with eyes. No no it was not love or anything. It was just that she was sitting two rows away from me and what drew my attention was her new outfit. Red always suited her and when I commented her through my facial expression her cheeks matched her top colour. After the lecture we headed towards that area of my college which we had

I want your body not your heart. Yes, I want to fall in love with you like your body parts. Can I be in your eyes? So that people can find me there. Can I be your upper eyelid and you be the lower one? So that we can meet at every wink. Can I be your teardrop? So I can be born right in your eyes. Live on your cheeks and die on your lips. Can I be your eyebrows? So that I can be right up when u are low. Can I be your veins? So like blood my love can flow. Can I be your dimples?

Hello there! I won’t take much time in briefing what this post is about. Title should do that. This is purely my imagination, I was not feeling very poetic hence, I came up with this:- It’s my imagination of what a good, good morning text should be. It’s from a boys perspective. Meant for a girl. So, let’s get to it already! My dear someone, You are the single loveliest thing in my life. I know not know how I am able to function and go about my daily business while this fact still holds,

Day after Days, Night after Nights, The world moves as I stay still, Staring at my plain dark bedroom wall. Mother knocks on my door, but I feel too numb to answer, Motionless, as if groped by Cancer. I lie on my bed, Screaming in my head. Pain haunting me forever, It goes with me ever. Like my shadow, Lingering there aglow. Now my brother is fading into dark, He will soon be gone stark. And mother will soon give in. The echo of glass breaking, The sound of my mother scre

You’ve changed my life in the blink of an eye, These feelings that I hold cannot deny, You’ve made everyday the one I’ll never forget, Everything we go through I will never regret, You are the gold that I will treasure till the end, You are my soul mate and my best friend, You’ve done much for me which I’m thankful for, You will always mean the world to me and much more, You are my angel sent from above, The best thing in my life, my beloved. You give meaning to the word love, My

You take me high my love. Take me away from here Let our emotions flow Take me away from here To a place where no one knows When I thought that no one cared That’s when I found you there You made me realize that there’s nothing for us to lose Only to gain, you made me aware One kiss is all I’m needing To Take away my pain To stop my heart from bleeding To take away the strain You could be my savior In these dark and desolate times Baby give me wings Wings so I can fly You l

Love is never forgotten. The true meaning of love do you truly know? The love in my eyes does it still show? I saw you, then wanted to be with you, All so fast too good to be true. Every day I pray that our love grows, Battling with the arrows and the foes. I ask myself, then ask once more, Will it heal, or forever be sore? You opened my eyes to a lot of new things, You took me high and gave me wings. The beautiful thoughts of you never ends, Please be the dune to my sands. W

A beauty that comes from within is a beauty that age cannot wrinkle Not distracted by a simple pimple But a radiant face of joy and pleasure You are a girl of inner beauty Whose life is full of love and bounty Whose sweet smile will never fade away For the Lord is your security You have such a pure heart Wearing an inscrutable countenance You do not need a color to overhaul For your beauty is within after all -Nick

Where do the broken hearts go? That’s what I’m wondering right now. Hello there! If you came here all by yourself then I’m sure you know me well and sure as hell it makes me happy to see that someone is there who really cares about me. Please leave your name in the comments below as whenever I see this post next time I get to know about you. But, probably this is gonna be my last post on this blog of mine. If you are just a random visitor, let me introduce myself to you. So, hello my rando

Here’s the thing about love: It’s hard to put into words. Disclaimer: It was a private post before. Hello beautiful, Until now I have been writing poems for you. But, here is a fact, I’m a bad poet. I can write stories better than poems. But today, I’m not gonna write either of them as today I will be writing about my feelings and emotions. What you are in my eyes and why I care so much about you. I’d also be sharing a few of my secrets with you which very few people know of. Before star

I hate you because you stole my heart, but I don’t want it returned; The fact that it is safe with you, is something I have learned. I hate the way you smile at me, It stops all time and space; When you are near, I feel at ease, and grounded in my place. I hate how you can make time fly, and yet, make each moment last; I feel as though you are my world, I hate the spell you’ve cast. I hate the times you’ve shown you care, I always question why; I know, that I can count on you,

Hello people! It’s been a while since I wrote down something about my favorite topic, Love. So, here I am, back again with another post on relationships these days. If you have read my previous blogs you would have understood how de-meaned the word Love is nowadays. Let’s take a common scenario here, suppose, you are a teen girl and you see a charming boy, you’ll like him and will try to get closer to him. All that, “Face don’t matter”, thing is a bullshit. So, keep that preaching at bay.

The day I saw you, the day I met you, I had never known, If you would be someone Else’s, I would be left all alone.   The day I made you happy, the day I made you angry, I had never thought, If you would had gone of my life, How would had I survived.   The day I made you smile, the day I made you cry, I had never imagined, There could be someone, For whom, I could leave everyone.   The day we did talk, the day, miles we walked, I had never believed, I could love a

Love me again, Will you.?   From the day you left, Until now. I frown. I sob. I weep. I fall. Pick me again, Will you.?   From the day you touched, Until now. I am numb. I am void. I am rough. I am hard. Touch me again, Will you.?   From the day you met, Until now. I wait. I hold. I fail. I recollect. Miss me again, Will you.?   From the day you cried, Until now. I am dark. I am black. I am dull. I am obscure. Make me shine, Will you.?

You’re the first face that I see And the last thing I think about You’re the reason that I’m alive You’re what I can’t live without You never give up When I’m falling apart Your arms are always open wide And you’re quick to forgive When I make a mistake You love me in the blink of an eye I don’t deserve your love But you give it to me anyway Can’t get enough You’re everything I need And when I walk away You take off running and come right after me It’s what you do And I don’t

Hello love, Many days have passed since I wrote something special for you. So, on this new year I thought of writing something for you. Tension mat lo, Hindi me likhunga, wrna mko pta h aapke smjh me kuch nhi aana.   Pehli baat, I love you. Aur hmesha tumse hi pyaar karunga. Chahe kuch bhi ho jaaye.   Babu pta nhi aaj kal aisa lagta hai ki apne beech jo pyaar hai na wo baar baar gussa krne se, aise roothne se, ek doosre ki baat nhi maan ne se kam ho rha hai. Baby I love you and wil

Hey brother, as you turn 19 today and you quite like whatever I write. So, I thought instead of materialistic gifts and stuffs, why not give you something that would bring such a smile onto your face that would last a while.   Let’s get straight to what it is.   The most incredible person in the world that will make your heart beat fast, and a smile spread across your face every time he talks to you. The greatest person to talk to at 3:30 a.m about anything and everything.. Or simply n

My heart, you steal. My wounds, you heal. My touch, you feel. My sorrows, you kill. Oh darling, let’s make a deal.   Deal?   My better half, would be you. My dreams, would come true. My pain, would be few. My grass, I am your dew. Let’s start a world so new?   Where?   Where, My scars will hide. Where, My soul will reside. Where, My tears dried. Where, My past also sighed.   But, what if you lied?   My heart, would break. My smile, would be fake.

PROLOGUE Date: 07-Sep-1998 Location: Somewhere in New Delhi. It was a warm Monday morning. Happiness could be seen on the faces of Mr. Mehra’s family. After all they were going to get a new addition to their family of two. Mr. Mehra could be seen pacing up and down the corridors of New Life hospital, waiting anxiously for the doctor to come out of the operation theatre and spread the good news. After waiting for near about an hour, Dr. Sharma came out of the operation theatre. Mr. Meh

Hello again! After so much of writing stuffs about love & life. Today I came up with the idea of writing about myself. Whatever I am about to write is not my composition. Someone very dear to me sent it to me. Whatever it contained was so very much like me. I loved each and every word of it. So, here it goes.   Who is Nick? He is a big guy with a big heart. Guys are jealous of him. Girls don’t get him. Actually, nobody really gets him. That’s because Nick doesn’t try to be anybod

Darling. Let’s go to Paris. Let’s give this story a poem. You be Jill. I’ll be Jack. And we’ll buy a dusty apartment, On the rusty watery avenues of Paris We’ll open a store, of poems. I’ll write songs. I shall be the poet of sorrow. And you shall be the muse of joy. I’ll write poetry, of silence. Silent poems, wordless. The ones no one will ever recite, And no one will ever hear. But if you could hear my thoughts, You would still hear them, In your ears, ringing. If you woul

Baby don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me, no more! This is what happens in many relationships. Doesn’t it? Today we will be talking about a guy named Chris. So, let me describe him first. He’s an average looking guy with a keen taste in music. He has a strong hold on his studies and was among the scholars of his class. Everything is going nice and slow for him. His parents are too proud of him, teachers can be seen praising him in front of their colleagues. Chris is in 10th grade as of now. T

All this time long these thoughts had been lingering inside my head until today. I got some spare time hence this post. I am not gonna use any hard to comprehend words, instead I’ll write about what “Love” is and what’s my take on it in the simplest way possible. In the present world scenario you could have heard this word at least 50 times a day? Maybe more. It could be a mother telling it to her child, a couple saying it to one another or even some stranger saying it formally. What I fee

Yo peeps, From a long time ago I was thinking to pour my heart out over an incident that shook me from the within. All of these words relate to me in one way or another. Moving on. Here’s what I came up with :-   There was nothing very special about her. Absolutely nothing. Yet, each time that she smiled, her eyes sparkled. The kind of a shine that only made me fall more in love with her.   SMILE BY SMILE. OUNCE BY OUNCE.   They were infectious, those light brown eyes, sin

Hello love, This message is meant specially for you in order to tell you about a few things. The way you have been seeing the things recently, you have been perceiving a wrong notion. You are always thinking that I don’t love you no more, I am angry with you and other gazillion kind of stuffs. Well, this is not true. I didn’t let you in my life just to let go. I won’t leave you this easy. You may have committed many mistakes recently. Some of them knowingly & some of them unknowingly. Th

Dear Diary, I was trying to sleep but something happened which rendered me sleepless. I tried a lot to sleep. The fitness band on my right wrist kept me giving gentle nudges to remind that I was lying but wasn’t asleep. Many thoughts are running through my mind right now. I couldn’t hold those thoughts and hence, came running to you to write everything out. Although this diary entry isn’t much reminiscing yet, let’s go ahead! The day started normally as it would have on any other day. Exce

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Hello Diary, I am back. So says the title. I was not updating my blog because there was not much to write about. But now things have started to happen. My life is full of reminiscent memories once again. So, I took to this blog once again and decided to write my e-diary once again. And the power responsible behind all these positive changes in my life is none other than my very own wife, Yukti. We both have been in a relationship since I founded and launched this website. That is more th

Hey Diary, Good evening. Today was the day which I am never gonna forget in my life. This day was a very special one. This is gonna go down in the golden pages of my life’s history. The morning was a beautiful one as I got to talk to my angel. The love of my life. Ishu. Love u my sweet lil baby. Then came a moment that made me feel so low. Raj was sad over some matter that had happened between him and Anushree (His now ex-girlfriend). He was roaming around with a sulky face which i recogni

Hello Diary, This is gonna be the shortest diary entry till now. The only thing to remember today were two things. * I went to visit Nimisha after 3-4 months (Yeah, Finally) * I wanted to see Yukti, but couldn’t (FML) So lemme state the first thing first. So, it was the time of evening and I and Raj were planning to go to Vaishali Nagar to fetch Tiger. I was on the phone with Yukti. I told her that I was coming to her locality. to which she said, Do come to visit me. I thought she was

Hello Diary, Good morning (11th June – 1:17 AM). I didn’t get any time during the day hours so thought of completing my entry at this hour. When the rest of the world is sleeping. I had slept at somewhat around 5:31 AM and had asked my girl to give me a wake up call cum good morning call. Well, because till then, I had the plan to sleep in my mind. Which I didn’t follow at all. So, I went up to sleep late in the morning when I was finished with my work. What was I working on? Well we com

Hello love! Happy anniversary. I am writing this just to make you feel special and make you really know who and what you are to me. I guess I should be writing this in Hindi because I want you to feel all of it. I mean I want you to really get the essence of whatever is written below. So, let’s get started. Ishu, baby tum meri duniya ho. Abhi subeh ke 3:50 baj rhe h aur mai tumhe bohot zyaada miss kar rha hu. Tum so rhi ho isliy tumhe jgaana nahi chahta. Qki sote hue meri baby aur b

Dear Diary, I don’t have much to say about this day. Just to say, I spent most of the time of this day talking to my love, Yukti.   So, you can easily say that it was an awesome day.   Love u too much my princess.   Sayonara – Nick

Hello Diary, Today was a memorable day. I had many ups and downs on this day. As usual let’s start with the morning episode. Well, in fact I woke up at somewhat around 1PM. Yeah this is no time to wake up. I get it. I woke up to find out that I had a message saying good morning from my girl friend. There were a few sassy sentences from my friend Ankush too. He was asking me to help him with his website. He is so excited for his website. But till now he hasn’t decided what look/theme he wan

Hello Diary, Good evening. Today’s entry is gonna be a very short one as today’s day was not that happening. Most of the time of the day spent in traveling and sleeping. So, let’s start ? Gajender woke me up today in the morning at somewhat around 10:00 AM. He asked me when I’ll be leaving for Jaipur, to which i replied, when I’m satisfied with my sleep. Then he was like everyone’s leaving. If u wanna go then you may go with them. Else you’ll be alone later. This sounded right. I immedia

Hello Diary, 2:03 AM Good morning to you. Today was a beautiful day. The day started very well barring the fact that I had a sleepless night as my website’s SQL server crashed and I lost access to all of my websites. I had to stay awake all night working on it and kept on e-mailing Alex about the issues and possible outcomes. I slept around 5:30 AM in the morning and woke up at 9:30 AM. Inadequate sleep. Yeah, I see that. I was awoken by the voice of my BFF Ajay/Ashu. He was there with

Hey Diary, A very good evening to you. Today was an awesome day except a few ups & downs. Well, a few are normal. Aren’t  they? Yeah. They are. And today was a busy day too. Let’s start with the events from the morning. Today I slept at 6:30 AM as i was busy doing some work related to hacking Apple’s Mac OS X. I was patching AppleHDA in fact, to be precise. Woke up at somewhat around 10:46 AM to see that I had a missed call from the love of my life. I felt so damn special at that momen

Dear Diary, I’m sorry that I didn’t get any time during the day hours to come and visit you. Well, as a matter of fact. I was busy entire day only to make you look more awesome than you already are. The thing which I was working on resulted in you showing a very beautiful quote on the top of you head. New one every time I reload the page. I will get back to that part later. In detail. I promise. So let’s get started. First things first. I woke up at 11:30 AM today. Well, I had slept at 4:3

Hello there, Believe it or not. You are in love with the look and design of this website or my blog. It is not so easy to settle with a particular design when you are about to start a personal blog. I have made this theme for WordPress basically for my own needs. The base theme is called Tracks. I have modified and added a lot of codes in order to make it look so awesome. Noticeable changes that I have made :- * Add zoom over animation. Desktop & tablets only. * Add credits to the

Hello Diary, Good Evening. I am so frustrated right now. Well not that much. I am happy. Very happy. Today’s morning was the best morning I ever had. Because when I woke up. I was greeted by a good morning message from my girl. That brought up a broad smile on my face. Thanks Ishu. I love you ? I got up from my bed feeling so cheerful. Texted her back. She was offline. My heart sank. Didi from the next room asked have you fed Tiger yet? I said, “Raj must have fed him today.” Only to

12:23 PM. Dear Diary, A very good afternoon to you. Today’s morning unlike other days, was somewhat more pleasant one. It’s not that something auspicious happened to me but i felt that way. While I was still in the bed, early in the morning somewhere around 6:00 AM, Raj came to me and said that he was in a hurry and had to go somewhere. He asked me to feed TIGER. Perfectly fine. Then after a few hours ~10:55 AM Didi came to me and asked that have you fed Tiger? Then i decided it is the

Hello Diary, This is my first journal that i am about to write. So it might be a little complicated, messy? Don’t know. Whatever. The day started pretty well, i mean as my normal day would start. Woke up somewhere between 10-11 AM. This is the thing. Whenever i wake up the first thing up on my list is to check up on my phone. Nah, I don’t have so many important calls. I do so just to see if i have a message from the girl that I love. Just opposite to that what i got on my screen notifica

Hello there! This place is Nick’s private place. All of the posts here are mostly protected by a password as one won’t let anyone read his journal like that. I came up with the idea of stating a private online journal as we are living in the 21st century and gone are the days when you used to write down your feelings and emotions on a piece of paper. We still do. Even I do it. Sometimes. The most important factor was that today is the age of technological advancement. Everyone is havin