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He looked at her and smiled. She smiled back and jumped with joy. They were meeting after two weeks. She hugged him so tightly and he reciprocated.


I was elated beyond words can tell to realize that divorce hadn't changed Anish's love for his daughter.

Never judge someone, until you walk a mile in their shoes.

"She wears rags instead of clothes."
- Maybe because she's poor?

"She is so fat, why can't she bloody exercise?"
- She might have thyroid or any such disease.

"Why does have to wear clothes that reveal her cleavage? She must be a slut."
- She could be from a decent family, trying to find her identity, while stuck between her peers.


It's effortless to judge. It's easy to assume that fat people are lazy. It's even easier to assume that they're ugly. But until, you know someone's story, don't judge. Someone once asked me how I could be sure that a particular fat person had thyroid. In all honesty, I didn't. I didn't know her name, forget her medical history. Maybe she was lazy - but what would I get assuming so?

I get judged a lot. I'm talkative and I'm loud. I'm an extrovert. But I don't talk to everyone easily. I've heard people say I have an attitude problem when I do that or their common statement is, "Oh, so X is out of AaeKay's league." I could deny it, but I don't take that effort. I don't go around proving to everyone how I am. I don't find the necessity to - maybe a reason why they shouldn't find the need to judge me.

Judging a person is a deliberate decision one makes. It's not human nature, it's not natural. If it comes naturally to you, please control the urge to judge. Remember that you don't know her story. If you want to conclude something about a person, talk to them and find out about them. Get to know them. Bask in their warmth. Enjoy their company. Sometimes, there is a sensitive heart beneath a built body and layers of love to share beneath layers of fat. Find that.

Never talk about a person behind their back. Just because half the world does it doesn't make it right. I find it more comforting to be called whatever you judge about me on my face, rather than from someone after it has passed through fifty pairs of ears. Don't defame words. They're meant to spread hope, happiness and love. It's through the power of words that suicide attempts are prevented. It's through words that one feels beautiful. It's words that give one the power to make or break a person's day - sometimes even their life. Use them wisely.

I'm sorry if I'm giving out advice here, but I admit I'm not perfect. I have a very short temper and can get angry at a snap. I'm neither the most patient. But I have a heart that cares, a hand that will hold my loved ones and two ears that will not just hear, but listen.


Love,

Happy Mother's Day! :)

She is an epitome of patience, compassion and love. Someday, when I have kids, I hope I can be as patient as her with them. She compromises on her needs to satisfy my wants. She held my hand and guided me till I was old enough to walk my path by myself. She grew me up into a fiercely independent and a dignified woman. There's never been a day when she didn't have time to listen to my rants or when she didn't give me a helping hand when I needed it. She's taught me a lot of lessons, the most important ones being to never judge others and to always be there for my loved ones. I can say thank you in a hundred languages (using Google translate of course!), but it would still never be enough.

Thank you for choosing to bring me into this world.
Thank you for taking care of me when I was too young to take care of myself.
Thank you for teaching me love, hope and faith.

Mum..

Thank you for everything.

You're my source of sunshine.

I love you, Mum and wouldn't trade you for anything in the world.

Mommie darling :*

Happy Mother's Day!

I miss you.

There are days where your memory never comes. And there are days where I wake up with thoughts of you. Thoughts of us laughing together, memories of us skating in the neighborhood and so on. Time to time you infiltrate my thoughts, even when I'm just working on something. I don't eat dhokla's anymore, they remind me of you too much, you were always stuffing your face with them. I miss you so much. I long for one last conversation, one last touch and one last hug. Why did you have to leave me and go?

I miss playing badminton with you. I miss making your fiance jealous of the relationship we share. I miss being allowed to win at Tekken, just so I don't cry and create a scene. I miss the hugs we shared at the end of every day and the pecks with which we started our day.

I miss narrating every single incident that takes place in my life. I miss crying on your shoulders and curling up on your lap to sleep. I miss your dimpled smile. I miss your six pack abs that I never stopped making fun of.

I miss you, best friend. Life sometimes becomes so miserable in your absence. But.. I can live with the thought that you're happy wherever you are.


R.I.P Bichoo ♥
(12-12-1992 to 07-02-2012)



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55 fiction.

He drank water and put the bottle down. I pointed at him, signalling for water. Instead, he put his hand in mine and smiled. I smiled back and said that I had actually gesticulated for water. He laughed and passed me not only the bottle, but a glass as well.


That's the power of communication. It's impossible for even our closest ones to read our thoughts and understand all our expressions. But if we voice our needs and wants, rest assured that most of them will be fulfilled. 

So.. express your feelings and live every moment in those emotions.