XIII

The biscuits tasted sweet.
He dearly missed that of ignorance of youth.Youth itself is a mirage!How blissfully it wraps a person into a delusion of power.Makes one feel that they can Understand and Change anything.Everything.After all Everything is either in the in the absolute right or wrong.Black or white.

He popped another biscuit in his mouth.Too sweet.

Things change and the universe forces a person to acknowledge unpleasant things.Makes you admit of all kinds of realities and see that there are no absolute no rights and wrongs.No abrupt ends to stories and People are in the varying shades of gray.

The aftertaste in his mouth was tinged with bitterness.

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XIII

Lone-Stines Day 😂😂

We are the Lone-Stines..

    Neither four nor teens…😂

    We are a bit amused at the ‘hitched’

    Their workings seem a little sci-fi.

    A candy coated Barbie gurl and a six-packs owing tycoon guy!

    Dramatic Scenarios like Starplus,

    Oh God in heavens above,Why!!

    Teddy bears floating in waterworks..

    No sir we  definitely don’t envy you (and that’s not a smirk)😂

    A day where singles freely post …

    (With out the fear of being labeled Tharki)

    On as to why 

    They can’t get that pyaari Larki

    Unlike popular assumptions:

    We are not increasing our carbon foot print..

    by blowing our off centered noses on a multiple tissue..

    Eww.

    Or go on chocolate eating binges…

    To land ourselves in premature diabetes’s issue.

    So whatever way,you spend your day..  you’re a winner!

    Kyun k ‘Valetine’ day’s is waisay b a saccharine coated commercial trap dear..

    Be smart,Use your head..Waisey b red is not your color to wear.

    Tauba Tauba,

    Don’t be a vile sinner 🙊😂

    Aside

    IV

    Let’s bite our nails

    And paint them blue!

    Pull together our shit and dance to stoner rock tunes.                                   in the earliest parts of nights..       when skies still have that purple hue. Let the stars witness,

    how we ruin ourselves anew            

    Like a sponge Drunk on secondhand misery,.                                                   Girl I wonder;

    why have I become young

    at youth’s dying..?

    How much of us..

    do these concrete jungles define?

    Why did I wake up

     in the deadliest of colds?

    Why is this moon waxing

    at the instances,all wrong!

    It’s too late,It’s been late for ages now..                                                           So Just shut up already and clap for others..                                                   Cause the world’s not your stage!

    Not yours to hold.. Anymore.

    Honey it’s not us,                                         It’s our memories.                                     that have become decades old.

    -Syeda Maham Nayyer

    Aside

    IX

    Why not let our words flow
    to color that grey area of bittersweet?

    Where little joys and fears

    creep out of everydays.

    Things that unsaid things imply,

    in the velvet of voice.

    We go through Twilights that promise,

    neither days nor nights.

    A game where one plays

    the other who gets blind.
    Words are easy to say,

    even more easier to leave behind.

    Growing out of hellos,

    A little too soon for goodbyes!

    Don’t you dare say

    it’s a figment manufactured in mind.
    Isn’t it intoxicating

    To find ourselves in the middle of things?

    You know how it started,
    And I can see how this ends..
    As for now…

    There is no us

    Just sides.

    -Syeda Maham N

    IX

    Much needed Insight

    Well, I could be wrong since I feel there is no ‘objective truth’ and everything is subjective – but the way I look at things is that when you’re younger, you have too many expectations from life. I think there comes a time when you start dropping expectations. Because the world doesn’t owe you anything, and you don’t owe the world anything in return. Things, feelings, are a very simple transaction. If you get it, be grateful. If you don’t, be alright with it.

    – Fawad Khan

    Much needed Insight

    What’s in a name?

    So what does your typical Rahul look like? Let’s rephrase the question as to what qualities are expected from a Rahul?

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    He’s Charming
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    Is great with the ladies!
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    Has a killer sense of fashion
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    Seriously the ladies can’t keep their hands off him

    Basically Rahul is a lovable, charming, slightly tactless guy who always has everyone’s best interests at heart.He’s the hero who gets the girl.

    So what happens if Rahul is a douchebag?

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    Rahul: Naam Tou Suna Hi Hoga!

    This is exactly what the Malayalam movie ‘100 Days of Love’ talks about.img_20170204_154949

    This movie narrates the story of B. K.N,a guy who loses his girlfriend and job within the first few scenes into the story.Not being familiar with Malayalam culture it takes a while to understand that he (much to his chagrin) is named after a famous villain Balan K.Nair.It’s like getting named after Shafqat Cheema,I guess 😂.He is basically a loser in all aspects.The anti hero.

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    My name is Sheela!

    Balan’s life flips upside down when he meets the mysterious Sheela one rainy evening.As per the custom of RomComs,he immediately falls for her.But Sheela is engaged to  *Drum Roll* Rahul.

    100 days of love has a fresh take on the effect of names and how they should not shape our perception of a person.Somewhat echoes Juliet’s soliloquy from Shakespeare’s magnum opus ‘Romeo and Juliet’.

    What’s in a name?that which we call a rose

    By any other name would smell as sweet;

    So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,

    Retain that dear perfection which he owes

    Sheela believes herself to be a practical person who is not affected by minor things like love and losers.Rahul is rich, sophisticated, successful and in Balan’s words a – Cliché.But the catch here is Rahul being an extremely vindictive and unbearable person.Whereas the poor loser’s heart is full of(sic) love.Download a shady torrent to find out if Sheela chose the cocky Rahul or the not at all villainous villain,Balan?

    Moral:You need to see and understand that there is always more to a person than what meets the eye.Or may be it doesn’t and it’s just me wasting my time before a ward test.

    Watch the movie and decide for yourself.😂

    What’s in a name?