HNY it is!

Happy New Year everyone! 🙂

Happy 2k15 everyone. I hope you all have a great year! May this year bring in a lot of positivism and happiness. May we all become better individuals. May we all get closer to where we intend to reach in our lives.

Let’s start this new year on an insightful note. Let us all respect the ones who love and care for us. A lot of us complain of not being treated the right way by our loved ones. How about we change our perspectives. If we treat everyone we meet with kindness and sincerity and vouch never to intentionally hurt someone with our insensitive words and consciously make an effort to screen our sharp words maybe, just maybe we wont be treated that way too.

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Work hard, love enough and partyyy! Cause baby, we all just have one lifetime to do everything that we want to.

+ PinkDragon +


Are we ever ‘ready’ to lose our loved ones?

One of my closest friends lost her mother today morning. Aunty was one of the happiest people I knew, always cracking jokes and someone who had an absolutely delightful sense of humor. She hadn’t been taking her pressure medicines from a few days which caused her pressure to drop alarmingly, which eventually led to brain hemorrhage. All of this happened in just 4 days.. Where ever you are aunty, may you rest in peace. I promise I’ll take care of A.

More than often we procrastinate. “I’ll catch up tomorrow” or “I’m waiting for the right time” or “After my exams or this particular date, I’ll spend time or figure things out”. Unconsciously, we take life for granted. So much so that life has to sometimes wake us up in the most unexpected of ways. No matter how much I do, I will never really understand my friend’s pain of losing her mother. We can never ever be ready to lose our loved ones..

A, you know I love you. I always have and I always will. I’m sorry but you have to bear with my lame jokes and stupid one liners which make you laugh none the less. Your wall will always be there. My extremely long bear hugs are reserved, just for you.

Always. :*

+ PinkDragon +


The blur.

This is going to be one of those blog posts where I’ll be doing the thinking and writing together.
I have this question that has been on my mind for a very long time.
What hurts more?
The person you love being emotionally close to someone, truly connecting to someone on a level that would make you feel ‘why not me?’ or that person kissing someone at one randomly guilty moment with no intent whatsoever.

I dont know how many people have read the book “I dint break up, she did. I just kissed someone else.” It’s trashy fiction, wont deny that. But, it has the power to stir something inside you and connect to some if not many of the characters. I had read it back when I was seventeen and now that im reading it again, I can feel my entire perspective getting a more clear and different view from what it did before. It’s crazy how maturity changes so much about how a person looks at things.

I know exactly what lust and love is, and also how blurred the line is that divides it.
You can love someone as truly as possible but there has to be a hint of lust cause how else are you going to be satisfied. But then again, how would you know if your lust overpowers your love? Cause its one hell of a thing. What if it wasn’t love at all, it was lust all along cause when you get something good, you want it continuously with the hidden mask of love and relationship which makes your lust apparently..  justifiable.
Deb was in a relationship for years. An average looking guy in a relationship with an absolute stunner. People envied him, sex was good, it was all rosy with a little fight here and there, all in all life was good for him until something happened that changed his life. The moment he is alone with another girl, he ends up kissing her twice in fifteen days. And parallel to all this, he kept doubting his girl avantika.
Why did he kiss that girl? Why did he feel so close to her? Why did he empathise with her? Why was he always strangely concerned? Why was every mention of this girl malini have a more warm essence to it, and a more possession kind of essence when he referred to his own girlfriend?
Just because she was beautiful and he thought he was average, he always thought he was plain lucky to have her for this long.

One can argue that he always said the right things to her that would well her eyes up. But are words everything? Why dint he do the right things? He couldn’t do something as rudimentary as trusting her, then what good could all the wonderful words do?

Its like you decorate the tree, keep the leaves and stems glistening with perfect trimming and sprinkles of water to make it look fresh and beautiful. You forget about the most important thing, the roots. You dont water the roots with the water adequately needed. It eventually starts.. rotting.

He expected forgiveness when he kissed another woman and his girl saw it right infront of her eyes, yet he couldn’t forgive her girl when she said she did something more with someone.
That girl dint say a word to him about his character and he crossed all boundaries of torturing a person with accusations when his girlfriend did something. Which in reality, she dint. There was a random mention of ‘girls are the ones who forgive and guys would never do it if it were them’ at a football get together which got avantika thinking and she tested deb.
He not only left her, he left with her a memory of snide remarks and horrible accusations. He sure missed her, but his male ego overpowered everything.
He stayed with malini for 2 months in the same house. Made out with her, tended to her when she was ill, cooked for her, cared for her, went out with her and let her do all that for him. He loved her. Every single day.

As his joining date for his job had come and he had to leave for mumbai, malini treated him at this ridiculously expensive resort where he bumped into the guy with whom avantika had cheated him. But did she really do it? No. He finally gets to know that nothing had happened and she was just testing him.

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All this while she kept telling him that her love for him was everything and one mistake dint matter. He dint give a shit. He really dint. It hurt him, but his male ego was hurt way too much for him to go back.

Deb went back to avantika, leaving malini. After those 2 months, he really did have it in him to go back to her. Another way of looking at things, after 3 years, he actually did leave avantika.

Oh boy, all these feelings and the cobweb they create with the number of people involved. I feel sad for malini. I really do. As I know this story is based on true events, it makes my heart sink a little more. But fiction or no fiction, im sure this happens a hell lot these days. The more open we’ve become, the more selfish it has made us.

The love and lust difference? Or designating the level at which these two should overlap or balance out is way too blurry. Can you get both from the same person, ideally you should and I believe thats how it should be. But what if the person right infront of you is so sure at convincing himself or herself falsely that they really dont get the difference or unconsciously ignore it? The society doesn’t accept such questions and finds it rather bold or ‘wrong’ for people to point it out but hey, its true.

You can either think over it and save your life from any such complications that may arise by being clear in your own head or you can shove this to some distant part in your head and never think about it again, cause its too much thinking & we all are more prone to flight!

+ PinkDragon +


Fill the void with Immense strength.

Oh Lord, give me strength, Pure Sheer Strength,

To reach where I want to, to be kickass in the paper I am about to give in May. To be independent and indispensable where ever I belong professionally and, personally.
To love something so beautiful that I can be my real self and have no fear of being stranded. To feel so beautiful that being around makes my heart flutter like the wings of a hummingbird. Coming to think of everything, I have no idea what will happen in the future. Professional front, I have aims to go towards. Personal front, I have no idea.
Will I be alone all my life and probably have a litter of puppies and an aquarium to my sanctity or the constant solitude will make me a hep hippie who travels and lives alone. Or maybe, maybe I’ll be someone who has a happy ending to the sleeping alone and a true love start to sharing beds, legally.

Oh Lord, Strength.

+ PinkDragon +


There is beauty in walking away.

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Don’t let yourself feel small at any cost. Love (By which I mean any kind of love and not just the conventional one) is supposed to make you feel good about yourself, not like a hopeless helpless freak. If someone makes you feels like a violated piece of shit, walk off.

You can take in nonsense for the sake of the affection you feel for someone but letting them walk all over you time and again? Not happening dude.

There is Beauty in walking away. Plus, there’s always champagne.

+ PinkDragon +


Back in motion!

(written on 13.10.2013. Thanks to my pathetic internet connection that day, it dint get published.)

“Chaos is the science of surprises, of the nonlinear and the unpredictable. It teaches us to expect the unexpected. While most traditional science deals with supposedly predictable phenomena like gravity, electricity, or chemical reactions, Chaos Theory deals with nonlinear things that are effectively impossible to predict or control, like turbulence, weather, the stock market, our brain states, and so on.”

Its October already!! Last 7 months have taught me so much! The Universe started off with tutoring me – the hard way. Treated me like how any dedicated and sincere student with family issues would be. I dint get a thing I deserved. Life kept prodding me on and on – to get better, better in working towards achieving my dream. Work my ass of literally to get all I want, all i always wanted.

It took me a lot of time to loosen up, to realize quite a lot that life has to offer in its own queer way. Now I feel, life is ready to look at me in the face and talk to me again. It is ready to answer my questions.Everyday is a new lesson. I don’t think of it as a drag anymore. Its moving. Its changing. Its in motion. Its life.

Starting over in life is not an easy task. NOT AT ALL! specially when where you are isn’t your choice in the first place, its forced on you! Just a few months and I have the most, THE MOST important exam of my life to give. It decides everything. My last chance to get what I have always wanted. I want to channelize my thoughts in such a way that the universe works with me and I can radiate abundant positive energy.

It is said if you wish for something from all your heart, you get it. I am waiting for my wish to come true. I am waiting to be one step closer to achieving all my dreams.

Keep the positivity flowing. 😀

+ PinkDragon +


I can’t think of a good title, brain slip you see.

It’s been quite a while that I have been away from the blogging sphere.

Hellllooooo guys! These few months have been a hell-uva ride. Nothing is the same. Life does change after school but mine has changed way too drastically! I don’t stay where I used to. Equations aren’t the way they had been for years. I am not pursuing my Plan A for college and Plan B, though implemented.. is happiness none the less.

I am studying psychology honours. Course is challenging which btw is awesome with minors in English and HR. Even though college is all girls (KMN) , it’s not leading me to asphyxiation (as for now!)
College has been exciting, timings are exhausting and teachers make you work your ass off. As my college is located at the most prime location of Calcutta, we make the most of it. In every sense of it. 😀 And I have immense gratitude to destiny for playing its way so awesome-ly that we three; pk, vedu and me are in the same college though different courses but YAYYY! We’ve at least got a few classes together in the day and trust me, that in itself is a blessing.

It’s true. Life does change after college and you along with others, become so busy that it takes a while to comprehend what’s happening. Life just whizzes by and you are too stumbled to notice where everyone else is heading. But in reality you do, from a bird’s eye view take notice of it and the revelation strikes, that’s life isn’t it? Friends take their own way, different colleges different courses, we make new friends, stick to some old. No matter how much we try to keep in touch with about everyone from class, your schedule doesn’t allow you to, which eventually we all very gracefully let go off.

I have also realized in this while that it’s absolutely pointless to allow someone to make you feel bad about yourself just because you consider them as a friend or even at a time your best friend. No, no one has the right to walk all over you just because you care about them. That doesn’t give them the right to say mean things to you. I definitely don’t look like someone who might have a heart ( I have been hearing that a lot lately!) but man! I have got feelings. You cannot just come up to me and make me feel inadequate for things I don’t even have contributions in. And don’t mistake calling yourself a friend when all you’ve done is left when you’re supposed to stand there and be with me (at your personal discretion that too).. But nah, no more nonsense to be taken. Goodluck and goodbye!

After having an inexistent love life for ages, I have something to share. Even after a freshly filled vocab bank, I am still at loss of words to explain the tumble dee tumble dum inside my heart. Though things are slightly rocky at the moment, I know it will get better. I’ve also come to realize the power of positivity and positive thoughts. Not only do our actions echo, our thoughts do too. Have happy positive and vibrant thoughts, those vibes will definitely echo back from the universe. Like they say, take care of the small things and the big things will fall into place.

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“….. Love is not who you were expecting, love is not who you can predict. Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep, and you are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone, maybe love is not ready for you. Maybe you are not ready for love. Maybe love just isn’t the marrying type. Maybe the next time you see love is twenty years after the divorce, love is older now, but just as beautiful as you remembered. Maybe love is only there for a month. Maybe love is there for every firework, every birthday party, every hospital visit. Maybe love stays- maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t.

Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to, and love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, “Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.” If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet, whisper, “Thank you. Thank you for stopping by.”

Beautiful isn’t it? Love in itself is awesome. Awesomeness, I’m always here. You’d find me working my ass off for my psychology papers or hanging out at park street or interning with the best senior in town (fingers crossed for this one) and be in the process of implementing my million dollar idea or chilling with macaroons in my mouth and besties at my side or even catching up on sitcoms. You’d find me right on time, that I know.

I’m on my way to accomplish all my dreams. Step by step. And I’m sure in these three years I will figure out the rest about my dreams as well. Walt Disney says – “All your dreams will come true if you have the courage to pursue them.” No wonder I love that man! 😀

P.s – Hopefully I’ll be regular this time and soon do a post on why ChuckBass is the man! 😀

+ PinkDragon +