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Saturday, December 31, 2011

New Year

New year is on the wings of the wind,
best wishes from dear ones are around;
I wish them too and hope for the best,
looks like last year's episode has rebound.

New resolutions to make; plans to work,
time to learn from old and step in new;
Chuck those odds and kick out the pain,
reasons for joy are big and to be sad are few.

Speakers are on and dance floor is waiting,
new year wishes flashing on my phone;
I'll put my hands up and party all night,
its great to know that I won't be alone.

Its time to say goodbye to this year,
and welcome the new one up next in line;
so welcome it with open arms and smile,
with those moves and glasses of wine.

Hey new year bring happiness with you,
you're gonna be another chapter of my life;
sweep in gently and rock my world,
you're welcome, c'mon gimme a hi five.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!
P.P.S. Happy New Year to all my readers, followers & visitors, God bless y'all.. :)
Click on this image and see the birds wishing new year :)

Thursday, December 29, 2011

I ♥ Music ♪ ♫

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Those who love music raise your hands, those who don't: c'mon people raise your interests. Okay, now lemme count how many of you don't love music? Um.. 0? So, everyone likes music I guess. I guess everybody has music as a field of interest, right? Okay then, great!! \m/

I am a big lover of music. I love music, no end. I am a kinda jerk when it comes to singing and dancing, yeah, I am. I love dancing, though I know I am a bad dancer. When I dance I kinda forget if people are noticing me or not, I forget the music. Yea, sometimes it doesn't matter for me which song is playing; I just keep shaking it on. When I am happy I jump, I dance and I donno what kinda dance I do. I enjoy it. lol!! I can even dance on news reading, lol. Can you believe this? You have to, I can I mean I just do it. I am a bathroom dancer and singer as well since my childhood. Great honor, ain't it? Lol. I shower and sing and dance and kick all my odds outta my life.

I remember the day when I got "Hips Don't Lie".. ♪ ♫ stuck in my head and I started following steps of Shakira and did those belly dancing steps wrong and got pain in my belly for 3 days. Few months ago I again tried Shakira's "Loca" steps and repeated same episode. Lol. I know I am a bad singer but I still sing my voice out when no body is at home, I get my woofers on and sing like nuts, I sing even if I forget the lyrics or rhythm, I manage to sing wrong lyrics. And I do follow my favorite bands and singers, with my hairs in air and I act the way they sing playing with mic, I consider my comb as mic sing till someone shouts: shut the hell up and warns me to kill me. Lol.

I love music from my core and can create music even with two pieces of paper or pen or anything I hold in my hand. I tap table to make a tune though it doesn't comes in dining etiquettes. So am gonna get a guitar, learn to play it and just play it till I get my fingers sore. I would love to own a band, as I mentioned in my last post. May be someday I'll. Putting my fingers crossed, Oh God! please let this work. So this is my love for music, yeah. Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

I Wanna Know

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Including this post I have completed 100 posts :) Yay.. \m/ Whoa!! Lol ;) I'll write no matter wherever I'll be, I'll write in happiness and sorrow as well and I would love to be connected to all my fellow bloggers. So I decided to ask all my dear regular readers something about me. Yea.. So here is the list of few things I wanna know about. Kindly temme about these things via comments. ;)
  • Post by me you loved the most:
  • Post by me you hated the most and felt like killing the author:
  • Any kinda suggestion to improve my blog:
  • Any kinda topic you wanna read about, written by me:
  • And yes who is interested to join me to convert my lyrics into a song? ♪ 
I'd love to add music to my poems and form a music band. I always wanted to own a band and write songs for it. May be this is aiming too much but yes, everything has beginning so I have to begin. Give your views on this as well. :)

P.S. Whatever you write here, write from your core. Criticize my write ups if you think they are not that good and I can make them more good, 'cause I feel criticism brings improvement if taken in positive way. I don't want any of my reader to just praise my posts, they have right to criticize it and suggest me their ideas. I'll welcome their criticism, views and ideas with open arms and I will surely try to meet their expectations. Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

One Goal: Many Reasons & Many Ways

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Merry Christmas to all my fellow bloggers. :) I was thinking about Death: The Great Divide. For me this topic has always been a matter to think and write about and read about as well. 
While reading about Sigmund Freud I read his quote: "The goal of all life is death". I was lost in deep thoughts of death. I kinda agree with this quote. We take birth, live life the way we want, after all we die or I must say we travel the same journey to death. So I must say we all have same goal, which we achieve in many ways with many reasons, right? I am bound to think over this and inspired to write this post. Albert Camus said: "Life is meaningless". I agree, yea I do and I know this thought is debatable and always will. 

But I don't consider death as the end. I believe in the life after death. I kinda agree with Dr. Raymond Moody and his Near- Death Experiences (NDE). I had written about it in my post: The Great Divide months ago.

What are your views on this? Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

Friday, December 23, 2011

Like A Favorite Song

All your thoughts keep on playing
in my mind on loop all day long,
I shuffle them and again it starts
from you, like a favorite song.

There is no stop or pause either
donno how it keeps playin' on and on,
Oh I wish I could jump to next
but I love it like a favorite song.

Even when I set it on mute
it echoes in my head so strong,
I get completely lost in it
and sing it like a favorite song.

I know when it'll not in my mind
then also it'll b in my playlist at one,
I'll curl back to loneliness
and play it like a favorite song.

I may forget its lyrics but never its music
I'll play it when something will be wrong,
It'll magically heal me to the core
just like a favorite song.

Yeah.. like a favorite song, ♪
Hmm.. like a favorite song. ♫

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Oh! Love

                                                                me that you'll
                                                         never leave me alone;
                                                     but I know you are leaving
                                               me without letting me know, oh!
                                       And what about the things that you swore.
                                everything was fine, where all those days are gone?
                         When I asked about it, then at my face you slammed the door.
                So am not gonna ask about it, no matter if its gonna hurt me to the core.
                          But I'll miss you forever, I donno how will I live without you;
                                I don't want you to go, 'cause you are my world.. oh!
                                       So what can I do for you, to make you stay?
                                             Oh boy you are the only one I love;
                                                  gimme a chance and we can
                                                      make our life like the
                                                            heaven above.
                                                              so stay, my

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!
P.P.S. Inspired by Fibonacci of Princesa Fiona

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Your Address, Puhlease!

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Can you lemme know your address? Um.. K-305, Parker Street. Are you gonna temme something like this? Or 1092, Franklin Avenue? Or something like this: India, Asia, World, Earth, Universe? (You can add your galaxy as well, lol!) If you are nodding your head in yes, then you are normal. Congrats! But it takes being crazy for being great. Being normal is not always okay. I know I am irritating you, so before you log out my page I must come back to my topic. 

You all were right in telling the addresses, but that's not your address. That's the address of your house, that cemented thing you live in. You are an entity, you have your own identity, so you must have your own address, right? But the address you use to tell is your home's address, you own. Are you staring at the screen in disgust and gonna press that Writer Has Gone Mad button below? Carry on, but before that finish reading next paragraph. You may change your decision.

If you use to talk to yourself, or take out sometime for you to meet yourself, or meditate to figure out who you are. Then you can understand this. If you are a victim of fanatic urban lifestyle then this post will sound you a plain crap. In that case you'd love to wring my neck. Lemme tell you, am not drunk. ;) But think over it, temme what you feel for all this. Am I right?

In my facebook profile I have written my address something like this: The day you will temme yours, I'll tell you mine. Its a deal. And I betcha can't. Sounds crazy! No? I love to be. Lol. Use your gray matter, it is meant to be used. Lol! Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

P.S. Inspired by Swami Vivekananda. 

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Freaky Humanoid

Hey.. Peeps.. :) I woke up in morning like frozen chicken, tied my hair in a messy ponytail, made a morning prayer to Lord for making my day great, managed my bed, checked my cellphone if I got any texts- 4 texts received, 2 of my friends and 2 of some mobile recharge schemes. Ugh.. I don't even open these kinda scheme promotion texts. I consider them as spams and delete as I see them. My phone was screaming battery low.. damn! it turned off. I plugged in the charger. I gazed outside my balcony, foggy morning so lovely, deadly cold.

Took bath, got ready. Ah.. I need coffee! I had to go to the bank. I asked dad: where are the keys of my scooty? Dad: Scooty? No, its foggy. You will go by taxi. Damn. Why they think am a kid? I can drive in this fog, I can see. Dad: No! Okay I'll drive and you'll sit back. I: no I can go by taxi. So I left for bank. Grr! Oh its cold outside, I need a scarf. 

Taxi! Taxi! Yea.. I got one. Ah! Its cold: asked a guy sitting next to me rubbing his hands. I said: Hmm.. yea! I don't like strangers talking to me unless they need some help. I just get away and put all my efforts to ignore them. He: so. I: So what? He: Where are you going? I: no reply! I was wishing some other people to come and sit around me as only we two were there in taxi. He: Okay, what's your name? I ignored him. He: hello am talking to you. I am vegetarian, I won't eat you. This time I said: Look, I don't wanna talk to you, don't you get this? Please! or I'll leave this taxi. 

He: Okay, get off the taxi. Excuse me! why should I leave taxi? I roared at him. 'Cause I am getting bore- he said and winked. Argh! You winked? Yes you winked. I hate it. Don't you have cellphone? If you are getting bore then talk to your friends but spare me, I advised and roared. I was grumbling to myself that I should have come with my dad. I thought to listen some songs on my phone. I checked my pockets. Oh crap! I left it at home, it was charging. Oh Geez! 

Finally, few people came and taxi was full. I took a deep breath. He was sitting next to me and no space, I just hated it. His shoulder touched mine at turns. He was looking lasciviously. I wished I could have pushed him out of the taxi. Okay, just 2-3 minutes more and I'll reach bank. I heard myself saying: Shreya just 2-3 minutes, don't create a scene. Yes! I reached, I stopped the taxi and felt fine. 

After few minutes, I heard someone screaming. He was running back to me, screaming: hey. Hey! You! Yes you. I ignored and walked fast. He screamed his voice out, you in blue jeans and gray jacket. You with brown hand bag. God! why all embarrassing things happens with me. I stopped, turned! What the f.. I paused in wonder. He was holding a white envelope and said: you left this in taxi. I was like: oh.. thanks. It was bank's envelope with some important papers. I donno how that envelope slipped, may be when I was paying to the taxi driver. He was breathing hard, and said: Finally you talked, and broke into a laugh. You started again, I said. He said, nice meeting you. I said, I won't say same here. He said: I know. We left. 

While I was returning, I thought and thanked him for returning me that envelope. I felt may be all strangers are not bad. I told this to mom. She said, you are stupid. Yea I am. I wonder, how life bring all these kinda unexpected episode to our lives. May be I'll remember it someday out of the blues and smile on this bitter sweet episode. Oops.. this post has become ridiculously long. Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

Friday, December 16, 2011


I may have lost many times,
I may have got broken, broken;
I may be stupid in thousand ways,
for I'd kept too much unspoken;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

I know the way I am going,
leads to the crossroads, crossroads;
it may be hard to choose one of them,
for it takes long to get those codes;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

Oh if I lose again this time,
it may knock me down, down;
I may be crushed in pain,
for it takes long to turn me on;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

Imma be okay, okay.
someday someday ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

My Lord has give me so much,
it'd be fair if He takes few of it away, away;
it may leave me feeling rough,
for its not easy to find a way to stay;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

I know I'd be rolling in the bed,
if I have to sleep with a broken heart, heart;
I may feel like completely lost,
for it takes time to mend that part;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

I know people laugh on me,
they think 'am so crazy, crazy;
I may pretend I don't hear them talk,
'cause to forget them is not easy;
But I know imma make it someday,
Someday, someday, ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

Imma be okay, okay.
someday someday ay-ay-ay.. Yeah.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The Other Side Of Screen

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Imma dedicate this post to all my readers & followers. :) I decided to write a post for all my readers, visitors & followers. Now I have got 100+ followers, its great. Thank you all for being here, and encouraging me to write. All my unseen, unknown, readers/ followers: you mean a lot to me.

I remember the time when I created this blog, I made it in mid april this year. Then I had no follower, no comments, I used to come here; log in my blogger account, write my posts and sign out. But somehow out of the blues I got my first follower, I was like: yay.. I got a follower! Then second follower after a week and then it kept going on. I got comments, I commented back to their blogs. Its great. It turned into a routine of mine.

Today also whenever I see a new comment I kinda jump on my chair, with a big smile. Mom, sometimes used to say my daughter is going mad. She use to laugh at screen. I told her I got a comment on my blog. I sometimes call her near and read comments aloud. I know am nuts with no chances of improvement. lol.

I wanna thank all my readers & followers for being here on my blog in anyway. Its great and it means a lot to me. My blog is kinda my e-diary, I use to share most of the things I can't share with others. Here people understand me, support me, encourage me. I learn form other blog authors, I am still learning how to write.

So, its like a friendship with the person on the other side of screen, who understands my posts, appreciates me and I try understand them too. I love to read their blogs and I love this hobby of mine. Few of my regular readers are: Fiona, Rahul Bhatia Sir, Janu, Kalaiselvi, Leah Griffith, Ben, Jeevan, Jyoti Mishra, Rohit, Simran, Madhulika, Ph_, Nikhimenon, Pawan Jha, Jack Sir and many more, this moment I have these bloggers in my mind. I love to read your blog posts. Happy blogging. Thank you all. :) Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

P.S. Excuse me for any spelling mistakes in writing your names.
P.P.S. Sorry if I missed anyone's name. I may not remember at this moment but I am thankful to all those who are connected to my blog in anyway.

Monday, December 12, 2011

No More Like Before

I can walk alone like before;
'am strong enough to let you go,
I don't feel the way before;
you're no more good to adore,
So I'll throw your pictures on the floor;
I'll leave that room, locking the door.

'cause you are no more like before;
You forgot about the things you swore.

Let it rain, let it pour;
I'll cure my heart; you left so sore,
Yeah 'am gonna fix my heart you tore;
I don't wanna be with you anymore;
I am gonna be alright, I can assure.
I'll leave your memories out my core,

'cause you are no more like before;
You forgot about the things you swore.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Death's Complaint

Eftsoons* at my door someone came;
I eagerly asked the name,
I listened the name as death;
I feared and paused my breath.

She quoth* don't fear;
oh my innocent dear,
I am not thy* foe;
I have a great woe.

I asked but what thou* woe is?
replied she; just guess,
I was unable to know;
she wanted something to show.

She quoth please tell me why;
when I am near; people cry,
she quoth please tell me why;
people pray when I am nigh*.

I quoth they fear of thou;
but they don't know,
that thou are just a phase of life;
but they don't want to strife.

 ~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!
P.P.S. I have used old english words like eftsoons= once upon a time, quoth= said, thou= you, thy= your, nigh= near in time. This was written by me in grade 10. 

Thursday, December 8, 2011

My Obsession: Photography

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Photography is kinda new-new obsession for me. I love clicking. I just adjust my pixels and click. I edit and save it. Um.. I want a DSLR, but you know moms. She says your 5 mega pixel camera is enough to click. C'mon, that means those are stupid who click with DSLR. *Grr* Anyways, here am displaying some of my latest clicks. Please bear with my clicks, I know am naive at it. 

Pages & Glasses: Black & White

Natural Photography: Butterfly: I waited long for this butterfly to open its wings, Gosh! Photography is a task of patience.

Natural Photography: Of Greens & Dew Drops

Natural Photography: The Sun, The Sky

Natural Photography: Bird (Can you see a black bird flying? Ah.. I was about to let it go.. I just captured.)

My Experiments In Kitchen: Somehow I cooked, don't ask how it tasted? ;)

Outside Location: Of Bricks & Tiles

My Feet: I love to click my feet more than my face, lol ;)

So these were my pictures. These are not that good, I am improving. There are many more, will post them some other time :) Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Suicidal Blues

Hey.. Peeps.. :) Have you ever gone through depression or series of failures? If yes, then at least once thought of suicide had conquered your mind. Right? If no, then either you are lucky or you are strong enough or you had never took chances. But its okay, its never late to take chances. (I read an article in The Times Of India, and inspired to write this post.)

We humans dream, pray hard to get it fulfilled. When it doesn't happen we kinda lose hope, optimism, belief. We start opposing ourselves. Even a minute setback is enough to let us down. Reflex action weakens, we lose expressions, we get void within. No song, no novel, no movie, no psychologist, no amount of chocolate, nothing can fill that void. We feel helpless, searching options to end life. I too felt same.

I must say: Life is God's gift, ending life is disrespecting almighty. Its never an option. But for peoples who have lost hope, self-esteem, will-power this is the only option flashing in their minds. They lose capacity to judge good & bad, they lose the ability of decision making. Some turn atheist. They go apprehensive. They forget life is never same. But this kinda phase rules over mind and heart, its really hard to come out of it. But: "there is no sorrow that heaven cannot heal". If you feel low, whatever the reason is, just engage yourself in social help, it gives satisfaction, positive energy and moreover a big reason to live.

If I am asked to give examples: then I can list you hundreds of celebrities who have gone through this, they have faced years of setbacks, struggle, low self esteem and then they suffer who will take care of me syndrome. But they hold belief, hope, optimism, and they overcome their flaws, they came back again with full throttle, they rise up like a sinking ship. Remember: "Waves are always on the side of the ablest navigator". Ability comes from failures. Get up! And set your shoulder to the wheel, how long is life for you? As you have come into this world; leave some mark behind. Otherwise where is the difference between you and trees and stone, they too come into existence, decay and die. -Quoted Swami Vivekanand.

We let failure crush ourselves, we consider failure as worst thing ever. Why don't we think its just a phase to pass away? Why don't we learn from it? I too, get hurt by failures. But now I have turned a bit stoic. If you'll read my previous posts of october, september then you'll find them so negative, so pessimistic thoughts. But since I have promised myself to never regret this life: I read positive things, I look at positive side, I write positive, I replaced all sad operatic songs from my I-pod, I packed all my sad paintings, now I don't use dark colors, I use bright colors. I thank Lord for returning me my long lost hope. I owe everything to Him. I am same, living same life, but I know I am gonna make it the way I want, I will leave no stone unturned to make it.

Life is not that bad, we get human birth after 84 lakh births (according to Hindu myths). Even if its not true, then also life is precious. Its easy to live a good life, but winner is one who fights against all odds and fall and again stands up to fight and wins it. Remember: "Winner stands alone", we all feel bouts of loneliness, at times we feel like loser but that's okay. These kinda phases comes to make us strong to travel journey of life, like speed bumps on roads. What we do, we swerve it, or cross it speeding slow. Same is with life. I wish, this world to prosper a lot, may Lord give strength to live life. Signing out.. may God bless y'all.. :)

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Somewhere On Empty Streets

I walk the empty streets gazing at the moon;
with hands in my pocket I kick the street pebbles,
its awesome to feel the silence tune;
away from the city crowd and its babbles.
I donno where it leads but its wonderful;
I stand by a lamp post with my hands crossed,
staring at the running city from the river side;
and the beautiful high towers lighted and glossed.

I donno where I am going;
I am somewhere on empty streets,
With my shadow following me;
I am somewhere on empty streets.

I sat down that river side, gazing at it;
I tossed a stone in the river killing my monotony,
and found I have miles to go now;
and cold wind hugged me giving me her company.
Few people passed by, staring at me;
I turned my eyes off faking a smile,
They returned back the smile and moved on;
and I found a way to mend my heart for a while.

I donno where I am going;
I am somewhere on empty streets,
With my shadow following me;
I am somewhere on empty streets.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!

Friday, December 2, 2011


Life has been rude to me since you've been gone;
no one has walked in my life, and 'am all alone,
when I think of you, I think where did I gone wrong;
its hard for me now to stay that strong,
boy, you come everyday in my dreams to meet;
all this makes me feel so I-N-C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E.

I don't look back now, neither I hold your memories;
its just a phase I know it will go away like breeze,
and I will remove your picture from my locket;
I will burn your love letters; I keep in my pocket,
I will never call you and all your texts I'll delete;
all this makes me feel so I-N-C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E.

I will be okay like I used to be before;
I will learn to heal my heart that is so sore,
this feeling is so hard for me to resist;
I will never talk of love if  it does not exist,
I will never think of the way you used to greet;
all this makes me feel so I-N-C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E.

I will return all your gifts you brought me;
I will be fine as before and I'll be free,
I am not gonna cry for you anymore;
no matter if it aches me to the core,
Its just a bad time, and I know soon it will fleet;
all this makes me feel so I-N-C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E.

 I will bite my tongue whenever I'll see you come;
I'll turn around my way like I have never known,
I know that part of my heart will never be okay;
its life and some wounds never heal, they stay,
I know I have to walk this one way street;
all this makes me feel so I-N-C-O-M-P-L-E-T-E.

~Shreya ♥
P.S. My creation, please do not copy!!