beautiful

“A real girl isn’t perfect and a perfect girl isn’t real”

We all dream of perfection, being perfect is what everyone possibly desires. What is perfection? Having beauty? Flawless silky smooth hair? Or a unique fashion sense? No, certainly not. For me perfection is being myself without a damn to the world. By being myself I am ready for everything not that I have to prepare myself. I wonder why girls hide themselves from people or public and it tears my heart apart when they have a pretty face to win the world. All because they don’t think that they are not good enough? Well if you know the truth, you are beautiful not in looks, just the way you are. No wonder your skin colour or your face, the height or that lady grace. Beauty is all we carve but all this time you never realise that while collecting the rocks you lost a diamond, shining inside you. Wearing a million dollar dress won’t make anything look good instead wearing your million dollar smile can light up the whole town.

I just don’t get it why people listen to those stupid comments about them even though it’s been taught a thousand times that what someone says can never affect you. If someone says you are mad, you are possibly not going to be made until the rest of your life. These types of comments about one’s personality or self can destroy the whole confidence. That when these makeup companies take advantage. They lure you into thinking of yourself worthless and appeal to fix it all by their cosmetics. No eye shadow, no mascara can define how deep you eyes are. Even if it’s a pimple, never be ashamed or try to hide it it’s a part of you. Throw that makeup in the bin, where it belongs.

Don’t ever try to show what you are not because pretending that is much worse than a lie in fact it is a lie. Applying makeup hides your face meaning that it hides you and despite how much you feel good after applying it on you are never going to be that same person again. When you clean that off I wonder how you look at yourself. After betraying your true face how can you expect your true side to sleep with you the whole night and hide in the morning?

All everyone dreams is to be loved by everyone. Applying a ton of foundation isn’t going to make everyone love you. The ones who love you will never like you because of a pretty face. They’ll love you no matter how you are. They will accept you as it are. Just the way you are. And that’s when you’ll know that no matter how pathetic you look people who really care for you will care because love happens, not for a reason .an life that given to you can always be made better don’t let your beauty fade...... not inside. Because in the end no one will remember how good you looked they will remember how good your deeds were. Never let your face be ruined. And if you feel insecure about yourself how come you are expecting someone else to love you? Love yourself. You are lovely and god’s own creation doesn’t let him down. 

summertime sadness

While laying on my bed with a bucket full of sweat and a moist cotton bedsheet and a mind full of pointless dreams I woke up to see my air conditioner resting. Doesn’t it give you a sudden urge to slap the life out of that dumb a/c which has forced me to now wake up and turn it on again and it expects me to sleep the way I was sleeping. But it isn’t entirely my a/c’s fault because it’s just helping me shed my expenses. It all looks fearsome at once when you receive the summer’s first electricity bill and look down at your pocket to see money that doesn’t even add up to half the cost but then, what are parents for. They give you all the comfort of the world and then in return demand your ears and senses to fully work while they scold and blame you for all the expenses , a long lecture full of things that might lure you into setting fire to all your belongings.

Guess that time of the year when you feel like a cactus? That time when if u just even roll your clothes you can have a full glass of erm.... water (in a way it is) and when even the slightest reference to blankets and hot coffee can make you puke. No, it’s not the end of the world, it’s summer. Yesterday while scrolling through my instagram feed I came across so many posts which mentioned how lovely summer is. Oh please summer isn’t going to be about spending your day at the beach and spray tans. It’s also about returning home and googling remedies to remove it. I wonder why people even want summer. It’s so nice at first but slowly it starts getting to you until you can’t take it anymore is what becomes the problem. I hope somebody makes a movie about it .

While everyone waits for winter I wait for summer because my birthday comes in the month of may! Yay! This time it was awesome. Anyway....

Since morning I have been drinking  energy drinks and all sorts of drinks except liquor to hydrate my body and save it from accidentally dropping  on top of unknown people. Summer is all about fun and pretty sunshine that peeps through the windows, the glass and tiny cracks. It spreads out and gives us a sunkissed tan and sand that slips from our bodies with wavy hair and curls and that salty taste. Music,fun,dance and so much more.so get out and explore. Wear short dresses. Stop applying different pastes over your bodies . stop wearing jeans. Stop wearing a hat or sunscreen. Just stop all of it .

If there is summer than let it be.

when life's a mess

Hello everyone! My sincerest apologies to everyone for not being able to post since a long long time. The reason behind that is the beginning of my new semester which brings me to ninth standard. First of all my perception of this year has been totally outdone by some people’s actions that have made my life a joke. For 2014 I had cried, been into dramas and felt unhappy but that didn’t meant I never smiled, of course I did... it was a lovely year. Since the beginning of this year things have taken a wrong turn leading to a bouncy road which makes me want to puke so badly. Firstly I got into an accident which made me lose something irreplaceable from my body, and then my grades went low. I wasn’t sent to the school I had been dreaming of going to since the beginning of my last semester and then my friends left but now they have joined me again (yippee!)And then lastly the students in my class are awful and some friends have gotten me into a whole load of drama. So till now I have been dealing with so much emotionally which will make you question why I didn’t penned it down on the paper  but the answer is my sick teachers and tuitions and studies and the extra things I had to do for the betterment of my class and oh god I’ll die.

So, nowadays since I’ve been going through so much I’d like to share how I cope up with drama. Since drama queens are everywhere.

First of all I’d like to ask if it’s just me or everyone’s head’s a mess when they get into troubles. Earlier I used to sit and let the hormones do the talking which obviously was shit talk because I actually never heard myself. I used to just let it all become gravy and all the thoughts churn which made me feel that I need to be systematic, even if it’s inside my head. The only time I realised this was when I had to collect my dress at the last day of my annual function practise and I wasn’t present there. So my human instincts got turned up because I started panicking for not being able to wear the dress from my home. Now that I think about it, it was a very stupid reason to be stressed about but anyway. I got home and all day long it went through the deep dark fears and over thinking inside my head and created an imaginary situation which according to me was to happen. Even if it was a combination of all the worst that could happen. So I went to the bathroom and sat on the pot and closed my eyes and took a deep breath and calmly put the situation in front of me. I figured it all step by step and when I opened my eyes, this eddying hormone that was panicking inside completely vanished.

That’s why ocd is not a disease it’s a way of living.

Secondly I read a quote while scrolling through my facebook feed (finally facebook has got of some use) that stop stressing over things because the thing you are stressing over right now is the thing that won’t even matter to you in a year from now and after reading it I reflected back upon all those silly things and by the use of the term silly I realised that I was over them and they didn’t even affected me now. Even if some do. Time has healed them and I don’t panic over them or let this hormone inside me do the way I used to.

It made me realise nothing is permanent and if it is, time is the world’s best healer. So let it do its work

Sometimes when I stress over the things I did that affected me and I wanted to get out of that situation and not just get out but get out clean. Means blaming someone else and wiping my own hands. Like a situation a year ago in which I hurted a very good friend and I was being selfish I searched for some support. This support didn’t come from any such articles or songs or people but motivational pictures on Google. This made me not so guilty and raised a hope inside that all of us do mistakes and it’s ok to do one once in a while.

In some situations when our mind gets annoyed and doesn’t even want to accept any piece of advice from anyone all I do is waiting. Even though I suck at doing the above things I still can become a great philosopher because if I can’t help myself I can at least help people.

Because less drama means more joy.