Tuesday, June 9, 2009

I have Fallen in Love with…



"It would be more… prudent for you not to be my friend," he explained. "But I'm tired of trying to stay away from you, Bella."

His eyes were gloriously intense as he uttered that last sentence, his voice smoldering. I couldn't remember how to breathe.

"Will you go with me to Seattle?" he asked, still intense.

I couldn't speak yet, so I just nodded.

He smiled briefly, and then his face became serious.

"You really should stay away from me," he warned. "I'll see you in class."

"I decided it didn't matter," I whispered.

"It didn't matter?" His tone made me look up - I had finally broken through his carefully composed mask. His face was incredulous, with just a hint of the anger I'd feared.

"No," I said softly. "It doesn't matter to me what you are."

A hard, mocking edge entered his voice. "You don't care if I'm a monster? If I'm not human!"

"So I'm wrong again?" I challenged.

"That's not what I was referring to. 'It doesn't matter'!" he quoted, gritting his teeth together.

"I'm right?" I gasped.

"Does it matter?"

I took a deep breath.

"Not really." I paused. "But I am curious."

"No one knows you're with me?" Angrily, now.

"Are you so depressed by Forks that it's made you suicidal?"

“Yes, you are exactly my brand of heroin."

"I was curious about you."

"You spied on me?" But somehow I couldn't infuse my voice with the proper outrage. I was flattered.

He was unrepentant. "What else is there to do at night?"

"How often?" I asked casually.

"I come here almost every night."

I whirled, stunned. "Why?"

"You're interesting when you sleep." He spoke matter-of-factly. "You talk."

"No!" I gasped

His expression shifted instantly to chagrin. "Are you very angry with me?"

"That depends!" I felt and sounded like I'd had the breath knocked out of me.

"On?" he urged.

"What you heard!" I wailed.

Instantly, silently, he was at my side, taking my hands carefully in his.

"Don't be upset!" he pleaded.

……. "You did say my name," he admitted.

"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…"


Meet Edward Cullen… one name that can make get seriously high… gosh… is that angelic or wht????

Here’s my latest confession… yes… im admitting to a sin!!!

I have a huge crush on Edward Cullen!!!! I have officially fallen in love with Edward Cullen… a character in a book…!!!

Im not going to talk about the book.. or even attempt talking about Edward… he is jus too good… to precious to be spoken about…

I started reading the book in the evng… I jus cudnt keep it down… not even to eat or drink!! I finished the book by around 1.15am… I swear… I have never felt/read anything more compulsive!!!! It was/is like an addiction…

I went to sleep dreaming… woke up at exactly 6am… downloaded the rest 3… read one in each day there after…

B the end of 4th day… b4 lunch 5th day… I had finished the entire twilight series and already started reading the 1st one again and again… I haven't stopped ever since… I still read twilight and all the other books.. everydayL im not able to stop…

And my best friend fueled it by giving the movie CD to me.. 1st time I saw the movie… I was disappointed… fully disappointed… in the 1st half… but 2nd half… esp the fight b/w Edward and james? Was really good… The movie was actually good… looking back now… I think Edward rescuing bella from the car accident bit was also pretty good…

But certain scenes like the one in the meadow… the confessions in the car… 1st night Edward stays back with bella… 1st time he takes her home… makes her listen to him play… all of those magical moments were kinda screwed… but when I watched the movie again… I like it a lil better… whn I see it as a movie… its gud… they have jus taken a more practical approach to the whole idea… while the book is soooooooooo impossibly perfect!!! The flow in the book is in plain English… FLAWLESS!

So here I go! I have technically made jane and p3 read the book and they have alrdy fallen in love with Edward too;)

Hmmm… for those who have experienced the magic of first love… for those who have seen an Angel… u will be able to love this book all that much… u will love Edward Cullen way too much! Like I do...

Have fun!!!


Sunday, April 20, 2008

BITTEN BY THE TAG BUG ;) Finally:)

Tagged by P3

She didn’t blackmail me or anythng… I jus felt like doing this:)

1. Last movie you saw in a theater?

Hmmm its been a long time since I went with my friends… But the last one I saw was a stupid movie… "27 Dresses" pretty stupid… the worst was the Miss. I am Perfectly responsible Simple plain Jane" heroine and her even more dumb dresses. Its from the makers of Devil wears Prada… but my strong suggestion is please don’t go by the name of the producers!!!!

This was written on thrusday… but didn’t post it… but aftr that I saw the Spiderwick Chronicles

I reallly liked the movie…. And they have drawna lot of inspiration from Harry potter… ;) may be dts why I liked the movie:)

2. What book are you reading?

Danielle Steel's "Sisters" a nice book actually:) I think… as in… im still reading it:)

3. Favorite board game?

Ludo monopoly snake n ladders;) (ya ya.. Kiddish I know;))

4. Favorite magazine?

"Inside outside" ,"Design today"- dnt worry… its not some porno mag… ;) it’s a magazine on pretty looking houses… architectural stuff… interior designs… etc:) it was my once upon a time dream to bcm an architect;)

5. Favorite smells?

Hmmmm der is a yardley perfume that my mum used to use long back… I used to love that…

6. Favorite sounds?

Sound of waterfalls… water gurgling in a stream or river… water dripping… raining… beach…

7. Worst feeling in the world?

Feeling unwanted…

8. What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?

Oohhh…. Whether I have got any msg from u know who;)

9. Favorite fast food place?

Hmmmm pizza huttt, KFC?????? Dey take std 15 min… im not too sure if its fast.. But I know its junk and that junk qualifies to be under the category of fast food;)

10. Future child’s name?

I know with whom I want it with… dts all for now:) I think we are given a good 9 mths to decide that;)

11. Finish this statement. “If I had lot of money I’d….?”

I day dream a lot alrdy…. Wht is this? Food for thought????

12. Do you drive fast?

I have only jus learnt… but even in my "learning" classes… d moment I have the car for myself… I drive faaasstttt.. :) really love the feel:) other vehicles? Yup I drive them also reaaalllyyy fast;)

13. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?

Not really… am not allowed to as im allergic to dust;) and its my parents opinion that stuffed animals have loads of dust in them;)

14. Storms - cool or scary?

Coooolllll so damn coool:) if I am in my room.. Safe n sound… I think its amamzinnnnggg…. Looking at it lashing its way thru is just so sexy…

15. What was your first car?

Well… I dnt have a license yet… but im technically supposed to drive my dad's 1st car… maruti 800;)

16. Favorite drink?

Hershey's chocolate drink;)

17. Finish this statement, “If I had the time I would….”?

Use ittt????/ isnt it like obvious???? May be go for a walk…. Or may be… watch more friends???? ;)

18. Do you eat the stems on broccoli?

Whtz dt? I have tried this brocolli stuff in salads… dts it…

19. If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?

Dark brown or black…. I dnt like dying my hair tho;)

20. Name all the different cities/towns you’ve lived in?

Pondicherry, Chennai, Bangalore, Trivandrum… dts it:)

21. Favorite sports to watch?

Cricket, tennis, I actually love seeing gymnastics - when done well:)

22. One nice thing about the person who sent this to you?

One???? Jus one is enf???? She is one of my bestest best frnz;) one of the members of our AMAZING group… sexcee six:)

She is a very nice caring warm person:) and I love her to bits:) heheh :D p3… love u di:)

23. What’s under your bed?

All kinds of Barbie, Disney princesses and pooh bear stickers;) im jus hiding them from my mum:) she thnks dey r waste of money;)

24. Would you like to be born as yourself again?

Hmmmm most definitely yes… but I guess with a little more happiness :)

25. Morning person, or night owl?

Oohhh… I can be both… but I m pretty cheerful in the mng… can wake up at anytime in the mng:) but with the right company… I can stay up in the ngt too:) frankly speaking… I got to bed to simply dreams of nice thngs :")

26. Over easy, or sunny side up?

I dnt know whtz the implication of both… so I think the best thing to do is to leave them both alone:)

27. Favorite place to relax?

Beach… somewhr shady… with lots of trees n all:) but smwhr near some fresh water place…

ideally…. I wud want to chill out in a hammock… in the beach… with a nice "pink mango" and a good book:) oooohhhh…. I can jus hear the sound of the waves…

28. Favorite pie?

Chocolate

29. Favorite ice cream flavor?

Chocolate n strawberry…

30. Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s most likely to respond first?

I think I'll tag jane n rupz n dolz… and I think jane will respond 1st… whenever it is:)

Okie… I tag Janey, Rupz & Dolz have fun guys:)

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Legal Sexual Harassment

Friday, February 29, 2008

10:06 AM

Disclaimer:

I am no ""Rathi"" so all the psycho parents who think their son deserves a rathi… plz go elsewhere;)

Prologue, Epilogue… everything...

A very warm hi to all the men in the world… and a very tight slap to all the fuckers in my caste…

Yes.. Im very very very angry with d men in my caste… I kept wondering for a whole hour if these bastards were worth mentioning in my blog… they are not… then I decided that its like the ""Anti-kindred spirits"" they are bad people… who make me think about the good ones in my life with more love…

I have to share with u guys something.. I am one the poor wretched souls who has been subjected to repeated torture and sexual harassment… and guess where I had this torture inflicted on me? right in my home… in my hall and my own bedroom… in the esteemed presence of my parents and relatives…

They all sit in my sofa.. {{The one I selected after a lot of considerations… I pictured nice people sitting there and having pleasant thoughts…}} but the reality is jus the opposite…

U know who all get to sit there???? Some strangers… some crazy strangers… who sit there for a few hours and talk about their property details and fame of their caste… and crap in general… these are people who happen to have a son who according to them is the most eligible bachelor in town… and deserves a ""rathi"" for a wife… a rathi who is very well educated… earns well… knows to cook and keep the house clean… gets up early in the morning gets up each and every time his parents or relatives are anywhere in the radius of 5 mts… or even more… a rathi who prefers to sacrifice her life and career for husband…

a rathi who ...

Wears a minimum of 50 to 100 sovereign/poun of gold…

Some 10kg of silver and

All the basic accessories to set up a home:: Which should include ::

A fridge (latest model double door),

TV (minimum 21"),

Washing machine (preferably IFB)

A sexy cot n bed and 2 pillows…

A dressing table,

A mixie,

A microwave (complete with microwave friendly utensils),

A Strolley ( a suitcase with wheels, shud be VIP or sm known brands… )

Some hot packs,

a Godrej almera,

A dining table (which should compulsorily seat 4 minimum) ,

A DVD player,

A 4-burner stove,

A bread toaster

Series of utensils to be used in the kitchen… u can imagine any sort of assortment…

A dinner set… one in steel… one in "ever silver"… one china made porcelain…

Some sexy looking plastic or glass serving trays

Some glasses to serve juices in future when guests come to the couple's place.

And anything and everything in between that the mothers can think of… wch im not able to think of right now;)

On the whole.. When the "rathi" is married off… in the stage… right next to the podium will be a mini store (I dnt know wht to call it as it will have an assortment of electronic stuff and some kitchen utilities… )

There will be special video coverage of this store too…

Now coming back to the ""Rathi's"" "wanna-be" and his parents and my sexual harassment case…

Ok here's the scene:

Crime scene: as I said earlier, my home, the hall and my bedroom.

Criminals: my parents and the "guy's "parents ((assholes in general))

Victim: me me me me me me me me MMMMMEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Crime scene2

My bedroom,

The cot where the female bitches sit ( like in jail abroad how if ur sentenced to jail, the inmates wud sexually abuse u… ) plz refer "If tomorrow never comes" by Sidney Sheldon to get the clear picture

Crime scene 1

My hall

Sofa, where the criminals sit, here is where the maximum sexual harassment takes place.


Here is where my parents n relatives serve them with the yummy bajjiz and sweets, so its like hw a sick person wud sit back and eat popcorn n watch porn



Well this process usually happens on Sunday, I would have planned on reading some book or watching some movie… on Saturday sometimes on Friday my parents wud tell me that "someone" is coming to see me… no no no… they are not friends… they are generally far far far far light-years far away relatives whom I would have never even heard of till then… its like this… one fine morning someone will call... for the next 5 minutes my dad will be busy tracing our family line.. Den they will give exclamation and say.. Ooohhh…. "neenge avangaloda sonthama????!!!!" (ur their relatives???!!!) frankly speaking my father wudnt have even the remotest idea as to who that person is talking about… but then comes the most important part… volley of questions thrown back n forth…

>>"whts ur son's name???" - ya right… he cudnt place the family in my relative's circle… but he is going to know the son by his first name… !!!!

>>"wht did he study???" - the answer mostly is

Engineering {{from sm unknown university}} or

diploma {{from some forsaken college}} or

MBA {{from some engineering college, or sometimes suprisingly from a B school}} or

Bsc Maths {{ duhhhh!!! I hate maths… bookworms wud do BSc maths}}

Or some other or a combination from the above

>>"whr is the guy studying?" - well here is a variety…

{{The most recent one first}}

Sm Ness company… the bookworm Bsc maths buddy… went to US for 2 mths training…

Many others r working in US… God alone knows which company

Some others are working in some software company in chennai… but they r all planning to quit n go to London or US etc…

>>"which sub caste do u belong too?" dis is my favorite… dis is whn my dad will go into elaborate details of who our ancestors were n wht was their family occupation… and asks them theirs… if the family doesn’t know wht theirs was.. Then dey are bitched about for a while for not knowing wht their ancestors were doing… frankly speaking its not like any of us had Leonardo Da Vinci for ancestor to talk about his great world renowned art or something… who cares whether u knew about it or not???

>>"whts ur daughter doing? Wht did she study? Where did she study? " the cliché ans…

Then comes the important bit of asking to do the crime… as I said earlier… they mostly fix on Sunday or sometimes even in the evening time in week days…

And on Saturday my entire house will be cleaned… top to bottom… den my mother will make my dad get the jewelry… den I have to wear some "nice Salwar" wch could be in any color ranging from pink to blue… but smhw I have to match it with the gold jewels… then wear a whole set of bangles… wear a ""bigg"" bindi… and then comes the most crucial part…

""Adorning my hair with flowers!!!!""

No I'm not talking about some fancy Princess stories where the girl jus wears some nice flowers… jus for fragrance… remember those days… poor Princess - to - be who lived in the enchanted forest did not have money to buy a fancy expensive L'Oreal shampoo or something to make her hair smell divine even 4m far…

But we are not in Princess fairytale era… we r in 2008 AD… but still my parents insist on having my hair adorned.. With flowers… okie… lets me put down the facts.. This so called making me wear flowers is a major cause for my headache post harassment… of crz the result of harassment is the primary cause of my head splitting ache!!!

Cmng back to flowers… u have any idea hw much they make me wear???? It a like a bundle of "malli" (Jasmine) dt u see with the "pookari" dts arrnaged in vertical lines, and den comes the next line of flowers… "JATHI" (I hate caste in general… adhule idhu vereya????)

So.. These flowers are all arranged in vertical lines… and my mum takes a hugggeee hair pin… n tries to put it thru to clasp my hair…

Im not kidding… these hair pins used for putting up the flowers generally have sharp sometimes even rusted edges… and they r put thru near the lower side of my head… jus imagine… if the pin misses the hair and goes straight into my head… thru my skin… wow…. Hw much blood will dt be?

Then comes the dressing up part… I'm thinking next time I shall listen to my mum n put "gokul" santol u c she has this feeling dt if I use my usual cosmetics… I look simple… (trust me she wnt let me get away with dt…) so she makes me use my compact so much that… I smtimes think I shud buy a new one each time…

Then comes the wait… I now wait for the guy's family to cm… I am allowed to be in my room… no where outside… I should sit like a sweet little innocent girl at the edge of my bed… and wait…

And then the criminals come and the refreshments are served… post refreshments they talk again about their respective world famous ancestry and den comes the signal… my dad comes into my room followed by my mum.. Mostly some relative of mine may be sitting there trying hard to give them company, if there is no one.. Then the guy's parents are sometimes left alone to plan their harassment strategy…

Den they tell me "ponnu mathri meduva nadanthu vadi… dnt walk too fast... Smile nicely… walk straight… avangaluku vanakam sollu seriya???"

Its not like if I say no, I can escape from this… dis process does not come with choice…

So I go outside… walking slowly as my mum said.. (rather ordered) then I look up at the villains and smile at them (tho I really feel like screaming out loud) then I give them a vanakam… they ask me:

"un perr ena ma?" {{whtz ur name?}}

Seriously guys… were u really that dumb to come all the way to my house to see their hopeful "rathi" without even knowing her name????? Hw lame can u get????

"ena padichirke?" seriously.. Wht if I say I have not even passed my tenth???? Des guys have already interogated my dad alrdy on almost my entire history… now they are asking me wht hav I studied!!!! Pls… grow up!!!!!!

Enge velai seiyure? Etc…

The whole point is.. When they are asking the questions… the one who is keeping silent or if they have bought some more relative villains also to my home… then all of them… I swear.. ALL OF THEM… keep looking at me like as though they haven't seen a girl before… they seriously just scan my body….

They look at me head to foot… and I have to keep my "nice smile" plastered to my face… And aftr a few minutes my parents will tell me to go inside to my room…

In my custom, girls never.. Trust me.. NEVER sit in front of elders… its generally out of respect… the funny thing is so I never sit in front of these villains too.. So the ladies in the gang will come into my room… and get settled on my bed.. They will comfortably sit in my bed… all of them… and start wht they are here for.. Scanning my body to check if my statistics are correct… and in order… if im fair… if I have a nice face… if im standing straight with out any limp… if I am seeing correctly.. As in.. Is my eyes n all ok… do I have squint eye… wht not???? Its like im jus stripped out over there and they are just staring at all my vitals…

Hmmm well… that’s my sexual harassment experience for u…

After putting me through all this my parents have the cheek to tell me that I am a person with no substance… I have no ideal in life… im a bad piece to be sold in the marriage market… and they talk like as thought they are sacrificing for me… hahha :D ya right;)

Funny thing is… its my strong belief that only a guy who is deranged beyond help will agree for an arranged marriage…

And my parents? They make their own daughter go through all this… and then blame me…

Well here is the reason why my life sucks so badly…

The basic idea for marriage is so that the daughter is happy… but do my parents know what my happiness is? What makes me happy? Do they even know me? how do they get this absolutely crazy idea that they can find my ideal match for me????

Monday, February 25, 2008

Valentine's 07 to 08... whtz urs dis year?

I have officially taken a break from my Princess land… for the time being to just reflect on my reality… (wch is light-years away from fairyland)

Last valentines… I was struck with a the most sexy and fucked up valentine, TCS… from morning to night.. I was tired out… not coz of the excitement of the day… but coz of the meaningless futile waiting for the entire day… it was baddd… trust me I know… it was one the most screwed up valentines ever… I regret it all… fully… but this year is different…

A whole year has just ran away…

And this year… its enchanted!!!

Its filled with Fairytales… and Princesses… and evil stepmothers and wicked old hags… unicorns and talking chipmunks.. Handsome Prince Charming… and True love's first kiss!!!!

Now tell me.. Is it not enchanted??????!!!!!!!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

League of Shooting Stars...

Its been toooo long since I wrote some thing,… and I think I shud before its too late…

Wht do I write about? Okie I have decided… I am going to now tell you a story…

But our story is like a bollywood movie that has many heroes and heroines. Ooh sorry… a minor correction… many heroines and one hero … no... its not a love story… please… dnt mistake me… the heroines are not behind the one “hot” hero… its not a masala flick…

This is a fairytale.. filled with many angels… and beautiful spirits… and truly wonderful people… And this fairytale about their friendship… true and genuine and absolutely original…

Once upon time.. long long ago… lived 4 Princesses… and a Prince Around the beginning of 21st century… In an enchanted beautiful land filled with lots of love… and cute things lived my characters… Welcome aboard on this journey covering the lives of…

•º••º• Princess Aurora

•º••º• Princess Belle

•º••º• Princess Cinderella

•º••º• Princess Jasmine

And …

•º••º• Simba

Well… now I shall go about introducing my characters to u… they pretty much resemble the Disney Characters…

♥♥♥ Princess Aurora♥♥♥ is her father’s darling daughter… this brat being the 2nd born was not spoiled just by her father… but even by her elder sister… so… she turned out to be this very nutty… very caring… very bubbly…highly animated (especially her eyes)… a live wire… who makes everyone around her also sparkle with energy and enthusiasm… she is the nonstop jabber queen… she could talk all day and still talk sense for most of the time…she is a wonderful friend and a very creative Angel…

♥♥♥ Princess Belle♥♥♥ is this smart and lovely free-thinker who loves to read and write… go on adventures within her own imagination and outside... She is not shy and is not afraid to speak her mind, especially in tight situations. She is very compassionate and takes care of those in need. Belle can also be stubborn… but is still the most loving creature… Belle is a Rebel and Maverick…Her love of books and knowledge can bowl u over…

♥♥♥ Princess Cinderella♥♥♥ is the only child… the supposedly spoilt brat of her family…

(French: Cendrillon) is a popular fairy tale embodying a classic folk tale myth-element of unjust oppression/triumphant reward. ( or at least I hope so) she is the very energetic, chirpy, bubbly, hyper sensitive Smiley girl of the lot. She tries to be there for her friends when they need her but is stopped by a variety of reasons varying from curfews to parents and to many other such tight spots…

♥♥♥ Princess Jasmine♥♥♥ is one of the most sharpest girls around... and there is strictly no messing around her… She is spunky, free-spirited, intelligent, but can surprisingly be quite emotional and sentimental too…she the sweet rebel. Fighting her way thru each and every norm placed by this society. She is a very sensitive friend… a very stylish young lady in her own league… she is smart.. and in our times… and language… they would call her… a “kick ass babe”…

♥♥♥ Simba♥♥♥ our sole hero… most of the times literally he is that… he is the savior… a nice sweet guy… with a sensitive heart…and a considerate soul… he is really there for any one in need… he is the absolute sweetheart.. and is very loving and caring… he has got a complicated thought process… but once we understand him.. he is no longer the maze u think he is…

They all led completely different lives and blissfully unaware of each other’s existence … they had their own friends… their own likes and dislikes.. and they were happy with their lives… until one day…

no no... all hell did not break loose... not heavens also actually.. i dnt know.. may be u guys should tell me wht happened.... wht say?


Royale Prologue:

Princess Aurora’s father went to far far away kingdoms to conquer and rule…and like this, once when he went to Persia, he fell in love with a small quaint Kingdom… and felt his darling daughters should be brought up only there so that they can get the best of splendors… that the world can offer… and hence without any further delay he brought his daughters and queen to this kingdom and built them a summer castle and made them comfortable… for a long while all was fine… until the King started thinking that his daughters need to go beyond this kingdom of splendors out in the real world… for they were his sole heirs…but for that big bad world they have to have a solid footing in their culture… so that they do not lose their basic identity… and so the king again set forth to make preparations for their home coming… he got the best of scholars to tutor his princesses, and the choicest of locales to build their manor… and without further ado… the Princesses were escorted back to their homeland…where they belonged… their homeland was this paradise where all the creatures lived together in harmony… and the princess were about to do same…plus of corz have a bit of their own type of fun…

Somewhere around the same time… Princess Belle’s father had set forth on a similar journey… and discovered yet another beautiful place not far off from the Kingdom where Aurora lived in Persia.. in fact even this kingdom too was a part of the erstwhile Persia… but they were considerably set apart by the distance… and with the same hope of giving his children the best, this king settled down in his kingdom… and this went on for many years until the king felt his daughter’s thirst for knowledge will not be quenched any more in this land how much ever perfect it was… so he too decided to send his darling daughter back to their homeland… and here he kept looking for that perfect school that would both keep his daughter happy and satisfy her craving for knowledge…but could he just leave her all alone at some Royale Boarding school? He felt it will break his heart if his daughter ever felt lonely… you see theirs was a very close knit family…so Belle’s father arranged a journey and a castle for his queen and Princess… and whenever he came to their homeland for vacation to spend time with their family, he and the queen cooed like turtle doves… and spent as much time as possible with each other… such was the story of Princess Belle…

And where was this homeland? Both Aurora and Belle belonged to two kingdoms adjacent to each other separated by a monastery. Now this monastery was very well known for their scholars in the Science arena… Aurora and Belle were both very curious about the different laws of nature… and the science behind it…and as destiny would have.. they met eventually at this monastery… for science… and came to be studying together.. In the same year and in the same Rank under the same Master…when two such people meet.. sparks are but natural… and these sparks are of genuine friendship and companionship… and who are they to evade fate? And they ended being the best of best friends…

And around the same time Princess Cinderella was getting her education from the land of beautiful gardens… she too was being brought up a little far away from where she was born, but she had an amazing time anyways as the land where she studied was filled with merry fairies and cute and naughty elves… Cinderella had but a few problems… her mother was a bit strict with certain old fashioned ideas about life… for example… she felt that her daughter needs to only get married and her son in law will take care of the kingdom… try as much as she might Cinderella could not get her mother to get to agree to her that she was not ready for marriage. So she kept trying and her mother also kept trying… ultimately her mother decided that it was high time her daughter went back to their homeland… for she felt that her daughter was not willing to get married coz of the lack of “culture” and the obvious distraction of the merry elves and fairies…so off she transferred Cinderella to her homeland… and the queen started feeling that her daughter was not like Princess enf… as in… she felt she needed some Princess training… so she started looking for an appropriate academia…

Now have we missed Princess Jasmine? Definitely not… how can I ever miss the spunky rebel??? Jasmine was keen on setting forth on a journey to a land far far away… as she had heard that it had everything that she always had dreamed of… but then again… Jasmine was her father’s 2nd daughter… and the spoilt brat of the family.. and so naturally her father was not all that keen on sending her away on this long journey… he kept looking for ways to get her interested in something right there… in their own homeland… but Jasmine kept her foot down and said that she really wants to go… so that’s when her father decided to strike a deal with her… he told her that she has to take up Princess Training for 2 years then even after that if she feels the urge to go on this journey she may do so…so all settled… Jasmine’s father too was on the lookout for this ideal Princess Training academia… with which he hoped… he could put his daughter in another track… and at the same time keep her happy…

In the meantime Prince Simba led an altogether different life. He went to a top notch wizard school which was started by a disciple of Gandalf the Great. And had to become a mage like all the boys of his age… but Simba being the eldest son had to run the nation also someday. So he had to be trained to be a Prince too… and so… Simba first attended the Wizard school and then decided to take a break before joining the Royale Duties Management Training Academia… Now Simba was always taught that a prince should only behave like a prince and mingle and act like a prince at all times… and so.. his fun was pretty much curtailed to the snobbish lord’s sons and daughters… he always kept getting the feeling that his life was not complete… he kept getting the feeling that even in the most fun times… he could not enjoy it as much… he kept feeling that there was this string in his heart that kept pulling him back from actually letting go of all inhibitions and become a child at heart and enjoy… so… he kept wondering… what was that bit that was missing in his life so many years… that he was longing for.. that key to his heart…

Hmmm well… let him keep thinking… lets move on…

Now that I have given a considerable milieu on my characters… I think I should move on to the place where this story happened… so? What all am I going to explain about? Well… of corz the castles… and the enchanted forest… and most obviously the academia that all the respective parents are looking for…Let’s start with the castle…

Now due to some technical problems… I am postponing the release of “Regal Atlas” that would talk about the castles and lands… and “Magic Music and Mayhem” that would talk about the Academia…sorry for the inconvenience caused…

Fête of Fire…

Fête of Fire was a carnival… where there were merry go rounds and monster sized swings…the giant wheels were SO huge that reached upto to the clouds… there were tarot readers and crystal ball gazers… there were rope dancers and dancing elves…

The star highlight of the day was the fire fairies synchronized air show. It so happened that the fire fairies did a spectacular show every year by forming super designs in the backdrop of the night sky… with diamond stars as company for their dazzling light shows (something like our present day laser shows)

Now before I go further, I think I should explain how exactly the show happens and how the seating arrangement is made.

Imagine an amphitheatre… where all the audience sat all around a podium right in the middle of the theatre… and the performers gave their performance on the podium in the middle of the theatre… so… the fire fairies to give their performance went high up in the air and gave their sparkling performance… so… the light of the fairies falls on all the audience… and fairies are beautiful… and when they are out there giving the performance of their life… they jus sizzle and dazzle… and their light is like the slight pinkish radiant glow on a fair maiden’s face when she has jus experienced her first kiss…

And these fairies always gave started their show by giving an air formation of the Zodiac of the month… and the accordingly the tarot readers and the face readers and the crystal balls gazers would give free readings for that particular Zodiac… and since all of them knew magic… they could not be fooled by anyone… and then the formations would be of a fireworks or Christmas trees or a story will be told…or jus a dance but all high up in the sky… in the air… it was always beautiful… and always absolutely spell binding…

And after the fairies show the elves always gave a dance performance that had variants of aerobics, baba karam, tango and tap dance… they were especially brilliant in their synchronization… it was like as though they were all programmed to be soooo uniform… and after the elves came the pixies… they were funny creatures and they mostly came out with funny plays… but the entire Fête was characterized by the liveliness of the creatures and the merry events… the Fête was always a place where friends met up and had an amazing time… and this Fête happened once in a month… every 5th…

Other than this there were a also unicorn rides… there were two types of unicorns… the flying ones… and the running ones… actually all the unicorns knew how to fly… but the difference was in their age… it was like.. They were not authorized to carry people while they fly until they were 6 yrs old… you see.. When a baby unicorn is born… it learns to walk and play within a year… (it’s truly a sight to watch them play… the babies are very friendly and always keep frisking around…) and they start to learn to fly by the time they are 2 yrs old… but their playful nature makes it dangerous for anybody to fly with them… and the unicorns are eligible for a kind of license for flying with someone only after they reach the age of 6… frankly speaking they are playful even when they reach the age of 20… but u know elders… and the so called wise people… they hardly understand they youngsters today.. so a little bit of serious looking face and viola… the unicorns are ready to get their license to fly across the world… and their license is a beautiful star in their forehead… its magically drawn there… it starts with 3 stars for amateurs and 5 stars professional expertise… now these stars are pretty small… around the size of our thumbs… and are lilac in color… and they are set in the unicorn’s forehead like a tiara… or a pretty head band… just imagine… all unicorns are stunning white in color… and their manes have beautiful pale blue long locks of hair… and the tails are also the same beautiful pearly blue in color… and in their forehead are these glittering lilac colored diamond like stars…

So… coming back to our Fête… these unicorns always have a wonderful grace that’s a hallmark of their own… and this grace combined with their speed is a one ride you wouldn’t want to miss…there were many things more… any ways… this is one Fête that generally made a small difference to its audience… Coz u c… any1 can make a difference if u can jus bring a small smile to that person’s face for that day.. that small smile can go miles in making a positive impact in that person’s life…

And it so happened that these unicorns also flew around the fairies when they give their show… so.. they jus keep circling the fairies slowly.. while the person sitting behind them watches the show from a more closer point of view and a any day more enchanting position to watch something so lovely…and so this Fête was an occasion very much looked forward to by all the youngsters looking for some frolic…

Nymph’s Day Out…

Now… where are our Princesses? Well they are there… safe in their castles… now… Belle and Aurora had seen this Fête so many times that they just got addicted to it… it was one carnival they never missed… it was planned for and a date was allocated to it by default… but there was a small hitch this time…

A minor problem had erupted in the court of the Aurora’s father’s kingdom in Persia… so… there was small threat that the miscreants there might do something to the king’s daughters in Metelytsia… (btw… Metelytsia was the home land of Aurora) and her sister Ariel (whose description I shall give in the near future) so… naturally… their mother the queen refused to grant them permission to attend the Fête…she said their father had written to her stating the danger they were in… Aurora and Ariel were feeling too upset… they were very nice girls and they never asked for anything that was wrong or physically impossible… so now when their mother was refusing them so bluntly.. they were feeling frustrated… she never even considered letting them… and but finally after a week of bad moods a letter from their father arrived… the girls didn’t know how to feel… frankly they were dreading the contents of the letter as it might come as a strict warning for the girls to stay put in their castle itself and not to venture out into the enchanted forest… coz u c… their father was very protective of his daughters…

Their father had written to them stating the grave peril that might come towards them.. as they were the apples of his eyes… all this only made the girls feel very bad… as they might only be further imprisoned in their suites without even being able to venture in to the castle grounds…they read the letter with growing dread… but then suddenly their sprits rose… u know why? coz… he had mentioned at last stating… “I know it’s very dangerous for you girls to venture out and frolic around as usual… but I also know that my daughters love the world outside and their spark and liveliness is fully attributed to their play times and fun outside… if u can devise a way to make both ends meet I give u my full consent to do what you please and go where you please… “ so as the girls read the letter they felt good.. they knew their father would never make them unhappy… sooooo the naughty goblins thought out a plan… simple but very convincing…

Their plan was that this time Aurora and Ariel had to disguise themselves to be from a normal villager’s family… to attend the Fête… so when date was nearing by they got more and more excited… you see.. they were fun loving girls who liked to play pranks and were almost always upto something naughty… so… now when they faced with the prospective danger… they couldn’t wait to fool everyone… the concept of a danger just around the corner and they dressing up like a commoner to fool the supposedly dangerous people and attending the Fête and having so much fun right under their nose was something that amused them very much… they were looking forward to it so much… and since Belle was supposed to accompany Aurora and Ariel… she couldn’t dress like a Princess either… but did she complain? Never please!!! She was a naughty sprite at heart and she was game for any prank… so the three girls decided to get dressed like farm girls… and leave after sun down… they had already hidden some old shawls and cloaks in the stables… and on 5th evening the girls all huddled up in Ariel’s suite and were excitedly discussing the coming evening… Belle had already informed in her caslte that she was staying behind in Aurora’s castle for the night…it was already half past seven.. The queen mother generally came to bid good night to the girls at 8.. And their ladies in waiting would get them their dinner immediately after that… so…they were waiting.. and waiting and waiting… after what seemed like eternity… the clock chimed 8…

And lo… their mother came swept into the room to bid the girls a good night… Okie… one hassle down… where was their dinner? The evening’s excitement and thrill made them feel hungrier… and five minutes after the queen left the ladies in waiting entered and placed the dinner… the girls simply dug in… they were simply starving… and then after they finished the delicious dinner the rang the bell and their escort appeared and cleared their dinner… now the girls were really free for the night… and boy wasn’t their heart thumping loudly???? They were excited and eager… they den went about setting their beds in such way that it looked like some1 was sleeping into them…

They then slowly crept into the secret door behind Ariel’s cupboard that led to the secret passage… this secret passage led all the way upto the fountain near the horse stables… it so happened that only the girls knew about this passage way as their father had taught only them… (Probably he knew that they would be more in need of it than his queen, for all their naughty endeavors) and so… they set forth…

And soon enough they reached their stables… now they were all clad in their night clothes… but that was rich enough to betray them anywhere… so they took out their old clothes and changed into them and wore their cloaks on top of these old clothes… and soon they looked like farm girls to their satisfaction… did I say their satisfaction? You bet… !!!

According to them they looked like commoners… but the reality was that they were so lovely that no amount of rags could make them look bad… poor princesses… they thought they had fooled everyone… but they still looked radiant and lovely beyond words…

Any ways… they had decided to go to the Fête and so they set off… off thru the entrance of the enchanted forest… this part of the enchanted forest was called the Unicorn’s Crest. The unicorns… though gentle and playful were highly magical creatures… they could stun anyone with a bad heart and bar them from entering the forest by raising a invisible impenetrable wall… and so when the girls reached the Unicorn’s Crest… they gave their real identification… they had to.. moreover the girls had many friends in the unicorns… so as soon as they entered they started to look for their friends… they had chanced upon some baby unicorns and tamed them… now they were barely 3 yrs old… but they could make lovely and safe companions… their names were… Antlia, Aquila, Auriga. They were named after the constellations that were seen when they were born…

So when the girls called out to their companions they came speeding towards them and halted… ready and waiting for the Princesses… and soon the Princesses mounted the unicorns and they set off into to gallop…( you see.. it wasn’t safe to fly on carnivals days as the security goblins would be on high alert and they would arrest anybody who they felt was a cause of danger… ) and so the girls set off… and they were chatting away merrily and they reached the Fête at last… now they dismounted and started looking around… there were many small shops that sold enchantments… magic bracelets (goblin made and guaranteed) spell books and magic potions… and lovely fairy rings and charms… eternity bands and forever use secret diaries… every turn held a promise of more amusement and better fun… and as they were roaming around… they heard the announcement that the fairies show was about to begin… and so the girls then mounted the other unicorns and flew up in the sky… slowly as they were circling the podium.. the fairies show began… and the girls felt elated… after all.. all their efforts had not gone waste… and they managed to see what they had come for… they had the times of their lives… happily dressed as farm girls…

And after the Fête the girls slowly crept back into the castle grounds upto to the fountain… and changed and went back to their rooms and fell blissfully asleep…

Ok.. now that they are sleeping.. I think we should leave them alone for the time being…

Well… dnt feel sad… they are always upto some prank or the other… don’t u worry… we have lots more…

Carinosa – dance of love

Now where was prince Simba? He was trying to enjoy his break…but much to his discomfort he felt everything around him lacked originality… there was a certain lack of life.. and spark… and it was this liveliness that he craved for…

It was during this break that he chanced upon a fête… and so… Simba had got a balcony tickets, and sponsored the tickets in his balcony for all his friends… I guess… that was the reason for him to restrict himself to the balcony seats… while almost everyone else was out in the carnival ground playing and enjoying… now as he was sitting in the balcony and scanning through the crowd…

There was an announcement suddenly that the fire fairy show would begin in the short while… and his eyes fell on a beautiful damsel riding a unicorn… she had two other girls with her… they looked excited and the spark in the girls life was to die for… she just was life itself… she was sooo bubbly that it seemed like her enthusiasm was just spilling over… her laughter, her smile… she seemed jus like an angel to him… and then when the fairy show started… her face was like sunrise out the morning fog… she had a radiance and glow that was driving him mad…

He felt liberated just watching her… Simba’s little heart did a somersault… he had never experienced such freedom… it was what people would call soul liberalization… and he promptly fell in love with her… did u hear a symphony??? Sure u did… when a handsome young prince falls in love with a beautiful girl… it is but obvious the world celebrates with music and dance… and so… Simba’s friends all rejoiced at the prince’s new found love… but there was a tiny problem…

Simba did not know the Girl… now wasn’t that unfortunate? So Simba put his heart and soul in search of this girl… all he knew was that she was a commoner, which was quite obvious from her dress… but her face was that of royalty… she looked and behaved royal… but her clothes didn’t quite fall into the place… now isn’t that confusing? And moreover he only managed to see little of her face and that too from pretty far off… so Simba was breaking his head over the complication – his love!!!!

Simba kept thinking.. how could he love a girl so much?

In a second did all this happened…?

My heart was my own… But now its presence unknown…?

How is that all in a second?

The Carinosa the elves were doing just seemed to be written for him… they seemed to have peeped into his heart…

Everything seemed magical… everyone seemed to be telling him secrets of love…

He felt light… and he felt good...

Morning birds sounded like carnival music to him…

Afternoon bees keep telling him magical secrets of love…

Waterfalls and fountains seemed to be filled with thousands of magical rainbows?

Simba wondered… now if I do not find that girl my life’s mission is not complete…

And so and so and so… Simba forth on this journey of love… far and wide and deep and high… he climbed mountains… and crossed treacherous ravines… all for his love…but did he find her????

well keep thinking... while we go and check out on Princess Jasmine and Cinderella... ok? ru coming with me? or ru going to stay with Simba? take your pick... ;)

Voyage of the Shooting Stars... teaser...

Its been toooo long since I wrote some thing,… and I think I shud before its too late…
Wht do I write about? Okie I have decided…

I am going to now tell you a story…

But our story is like a bollywood movie that has many heroes and heroines. Ooh sorry… a minor correction… many heroines and one hero … no... its not a love story… please… dnt mistake me… the heroines are not behind the one “hot” hero… its not a masala flick…
This is a fairytale.. filled with many angels… and beautiful spirits… and truly wonderful people…
And this fairytale about their friendship… true and genuine and absolutely original…

Once upon time.. long long ago… lived 4 Princesses… and a Prince
Around the beginning of 21st century… In an enchanted beautiful land filled with lots of love… and cute things lived my characters…
Welcome aboard on this journey covering the lives of…

•º•☆•º• Princess Aurora

•º•☆•º• Princess Belle

•º•☆•º• Princess Cinderella

•º•☆•º• Princess Jasmine

And …

•º•☆•º• Simba

Well… now I shall go about introducing my characters to u… they pretty much resemble the Disney Characters…

♥♥♥ Princess Aurora♥♥♥ is her father’s darling daughter… this brat being the 2nd born was not spoiled just by her father… but even by her elder sister… so… she turned out to be this very nutty… very caring… very bubbly…highly animated (especially her eyes)… a live wire… who makes everyone around her also sparkle with energy and enthusiasm… she is the nonstop jabber queen… she could talk all day and still talk sense for most of the time…she is a wonderful friend and a very creative Angel…

♥♥♥ Princess Belle♥♥♥ is this smart and lovely free-thinker who loves to read and write… go on adventures within her own imagination and outside... She is not shy and is not afraid to speak her mind, especially in tight situations. She is very compassionate and takes care of those in need. Belle can also be stubborn… but is still the most loving creature… Belle is a Rebel and Maverick…Her love of books and knowledge can bowl u over…

♥♥♥ Princess Cinderella♥♥♥ is the only child… the supposedly spoilt brat of her family… (French: Cendrillon) is a popular fairy tale embodying a classic folk tale myth-element of unjust oppression/triumphant reward. ( or at least I hope so) she is the very energetic, chirpy, bubbly, hyper sensitive Smiley girl of the lot. She tries to be there for her friends when they need her but is stopped by a variety of reasons varying from curfews to parents and to many other such tight spots…

♥♥♥ Princess Jasmine♥♥♥ is one of the most sharpest girls around... and there is strictly no messing around her… She is spunky, free-spirited, intelligent, but can surprisingly be quite emotional and sentimental too…she the sweet rebel. Fighting her way thru each and every norm placed by this society. She is a very sensitive friend… a very stylish young lady in her own league… she is smart.. and in our times… and language… they would call her… a “kick ass babe”…

♥♥♥ Simba♥♥♥ our sole hero… most of the times literally he is that… he is the savior… a nice sweet guy… with a sensitive heart…and a considerate soul… he is really there for any one in need… he is the absolute sweetheart.. and is very loving and caring… he has got a complicated thought process… but once we understand him.. he is no longer the maze u think he is…

They all led completely different lives and blissfully unaware of each other’s existence … they had their own friends… their own likes and dislikes.. and they were happy with their lives… until one day…

no no... all hell did not break loose... not heavens also actually.. i dnt know.. may be u guys should tell me wht happened.... wht say?

Friday, June 8, 2007

A Lover's Destiny..


My love my fantasy my happiness…


Bliss is the state of anyone in love…
Happiness is the promise of the heart in love…
Sadness is the fact gift wrapped by lover’s fate…



First time in love everything you see is in colors... the most vivid ones painted all over the city… your life…

Soon this blissful state of purposeful ignorance crashes… and when the mighty word called future comes up… lovers destiny are mashed up n locked away in different cases… both cases kept in Pandora’s box…

Is it not true? When the whole aspect of future together all hell breaks loose… there’s sudden clashes between parents n children… brothers and sisters… who not???

But love is the most beautiful state of life… which no one should ever miss out… however short this period of love please go ahead and experience it… its worth an entire life filled with misery n unhappiness even if you do not get to marry n be with each other…

Whoever it is… however he looks… please just love the guy with all your heart and then… voila!!! There’s no turning back…

A heart once given is given for ever…

Please love with all your heart because it never hurts to have a little bit more happiness in this world and that is possible only with love…