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#RajRiya Episode2...

Riya: Raj how much do you love me??

Raj: what type of question is that....
           You know that I love you...

Riya: Yaa! Baby! I Know you love me
         but I am asking that how much do you love me??..

Raj: Riya... what is going on in your     mind...??  

Riya, smirks naughtly....

Raj: what? Kind of smile! Is that?

Riya:  (ignoring his question, smiles and ask) Have you ever wondered this day I mean, have you ever thought that I would be lay on this beach, keeping my head on your lap and.....

Raj: And....

Riya: and......!! (smiles)

Raj: what Riya?... tell me what you are up to??

She smiles to him again and this time she plays with her hairs rolling up and down her fingers tangled in her hairs.....

Riya: leave.... nothing Buddhu.....!!

Raj: what tell me na!! Baby
          What is it??

Riya: nothing baba chill..!!
         
Raj looks at her with his intense eyes.... as if he just want to embrace her in his arms ans ask her that how come he got in her life.... as if today he wants to say.... he wants to express... his care, love, respect for her.... tell her that how much he loves her such childish talks... tell her how much he really loves her.....but all he does is.....

Raj: Thank you...!!

Riya: Ahmm! Ahmmm!! What, what for??..

Raj: tell me na... what is it??...

Raj: nothing... chill buddhu...!!

Riya: what! Same to you Mr.

They both smile, laugh, enjoy their evening in Mumbai.... to where they came for some office meeting... and in meanwhile they took out some time to visit Juhu...

Raj: let's go... its getting late...

Riya: yaaa sure....

They both get up to catch auto... for their hotel... named Orient....

Raj: auto.... bhaiya.... Orient hotel???

Auto driver: baitho.....!!

Riya:  Lets go.... accha Raj can I ask you something?
(While getting seated)

Raj: Yaaa sure!

Riya: why did you said Thank you!!

Raj: Hahahaha....

Aren't we Hippocrates too

If u ever get stuck in being professional......

Q. What is a definition of Taunt??

Ans. It refers to passing a comment that not hurt someone at that time but it does it later...

Q. Is taunting right?

Ans. No, not acceptable according to human behavior or ethics to behave in a right way.....

Q. Is taunting good while you are professional?

Ans. No because when you are professional that doesn't mean you can't be straight forward  (totally up to you).... It doesn't mean you have to taunt out your own beliefs in a way that doesn't act direct on the other person's mind....you can also say them in a very direct way... but often times people dont like your direct thoughts as the love being fake... talking directly can be a reason of having great number of enemies.... and I am not kidding.

Its a tricky question because some believe  taunting as an intelligent way to handle things that are against your own beliefs and nature ....reverse psychology you can say.... but when it comes to living a life with simplicity does the same rule apply??

A big NO would be the answer... because every time playing a reverse psychology would ultimately make you a hypocrite.... Then your boss may like you but not your colleagues definitely.

The question is not making yourself liked by people... the question triggers is.... Are you true to yourself if you dont speak up for the stuff that is against you... ??

An overnight introspection would answer you .... but personally I dont believe in not answering back while you are not wrong!! Because if you worry for your so called image and the attitude of what would people say about you at your back.... that's completely a waste because at your place nobody judge's you from your past works for the organization or towards colleagues they only point out at your present mistakes... and at your flaws... I dont believe in making that mirror image that gets vanished after you are not in front of it.

But for the conclusion... it could be said as.... thats are nature to choose speaking up for ourselves or opting to stay quiet and let the world burn....

Ultimately you have to answer yourself at the end of the day.....

Please comment your thoughts on the same as I too want to come across your opinion....

A girl with mirror.....

A girl like all other girls in their childhood. Started to make mirror her own good friend. She also started to know the mirror. Mirror which was a step, a tool to know herself. She touched her reflection in the mirror, but that was not the time when she knew she is touching herself not only her reflection,but it was only her childhood. She never knew the life. She just followed her mother when she use to comb her hair in front of mirror, when she use to get ready for the day, she never realized the bitter truth of beginning a day. The irony of life which was there in those mornings when, she use to watch her mother looking herself in the mirror.

Time sliped rapidly and then she was in her teenage. She started to understand the beauty, the sense of mirror was now for dressing herself to look perfect.she was turning the relationship of acquaintance with mirror to a best friend. That use to narrate her the new taste of life... it was her teenage.
Teenage, which was attractive ,joyous,lovable,fresh for her. She was training the art to admire herself for hours in the mirror. She started to spend time, a lot of time with it.

The age of teenage never slips fast from the arms of time. It takes an era, obviously it teaches every teenage a lot about life... Yeah! That was her time... In which she felt in love with her self but suddenly she felt in the pit of responsibilities, the responsibility of career... That was one way to prove herself as the mirror proved her that she is beautiful.

Now it was her turn to prove herself to support her beauty. Of-course the hussel of life broke the chain relationship of her friendship with the mirror. She started to get apart from mirror- it was when she grew matured, it was when she crossed her teenage. She remembered to be someone else every time. she now looked herself in the mirror. She saw herself successful. She has now left that beautiful teenage girl behind somewhere but where, she herself don't identify neither the buzy schedule give her chance to. Those years of struggle and constant hard-work changed themselves to an era of her professional work. Where now she confronts the mirror just to take herself a look before any meeting. She sighs and move on. Time again sliped and took her to an age of confusion. Where she was in front of the mirror but she couldn't recognized herself. As whenever she saw herself in the mirror she felt the burden of another lot of responsibility and pain of letting go the loved ones behind.

She again saw herself in the mirror she was beautiful, she was the most beautiful she had or she can ever be again- It was her wedding,she couldn't felt or enjoy her prettiness. This time she herself sliped the time from her arms and she was now a mother of a girl in her early age. The girl who was in the same age as she was when she first encountered the mirror,while watching her mother in it and now she found her daughter doing the same. She was admiring her which was the beginning of the same cycle. From which she has begun. She sighed and kissed her forehead and blessed her while introducing the mirror.


Now I would like to ask all the girls reading this article, just one question ''Do you don't miss that mirror now?''    

Marriage - a responsibility

When she puts that sparkling red powder on her forehead, I wonder does she always need to realize that she is wearing a responsibility on her head?
Does she always need to remember that she is different now?
Does she always need to recall she is married now?
Marriage a gala celebration of a girl's life, a celebration that only revolves around her. Its a day  from when her life will be changed, its a day from when her identity of a girl changes to a heavy word like women.
A day of her dream comes true with lots of responsibility.
She might have never realized the depth in the word like marriages, as she was buzy admiring the only beauty of that day but she might have never realized the idea of heaviness in that day ,that lied in that dress,that lied in that lightning, that lied in those ceremonies, that lied in those jewellery, that lied with her parents for getting apart now from their daughter.
She was buzy wearing those responsibilities wrapped with love and happiness,unknowingly.

She lived and then realized the true meaning behind every custom, as she came across the path where she got a baby and was buzy with her motherhood, one day realized the end of charm in her... the end of passion in her ,passion of doing her likings... which was over ruled by duties of doing things....

Now she only use to get admirers of her life not her... which was good but difference was ,now her life was her new family.....

Her life changed differently....with all acceptable changes.... everything that she accepted with just a smile .....

#RajRiya@3

Riya: ......... howz everything going on??                 
                        She replied...
Yeah! She replied after managing to relax and comfort herself with a thought that everything is okay......

Its not a date, its just a meet a casual one.... it has nothing to do with any type of compliments..........Poor Riya!! :-(

Yeah! Everything is fine ,on track.

Just wanted to meet you ...its been a long time we didn't have coffee together...... Raj said.

Riya blushed with an awesome feeling....A feeling saying to her " He missed you"....

Hmmm ....yeah a longtime, sure.

Riya: so ? Any special reason for meeting today.....

Raj: yeah, just wanted to tell you....

    Your order sir - Waitress brought their order, ofcouse on wrong TIME...

Riya:  Thankyou.....

She said Thankyou, but her expressions weren't saying the same..... As if she wanted to say Thankyou for disturbing...... .... Fucking service.

Raj: noticed You.....!!

Riya: what ? What is that, you noticed?

Raj: your earings.... Nice taste..

Riya: ohhh.... thankyou.
   
.....She blushed, blushed ,blushed and blushed......  At last he noticed something.

Riya: so you were about to tell something? What is that.... tell me?

Raj: yeah! That .... hmmmm .. sorry Forgot....!

Riya: what???

Raj: yaa sorry, but dont worry that wasn't so important....

Riya: (ohh gosh, how could he) Strange!.

Raj: hmmm so anything special going on?? Any new buddy in life??

Riya: what do you mean New?
          I didn't had any old even... haha..

They laughed together....after spending some more time together they paid up for the bill and left the place while going... Raj walked together to her car , where it was parked....

Riya: so bye.... shall I go now??

Raj: yeah sure....

Riya: bye....

she unlocked her car and pulled the door towards her and suddenly Raj called her...

_ hey Riya!!

_ yeah Raj??

_ you are looking amazing today.!

I mean you look every day.... No ,No,
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Riya: relax ...calm down and now say...!

Raj: I loved our today's Meet and expect to meet you, soon same way.... that too always and you are looking Gorgeous in this yellow top, its complimenting your skin and everything about you.....

Riya: Awwww.... thats OkAy... thankyou so much...

Raj: okay... I Love You....

Riya: what??

Raj: I love you a lot ...Riya

Riya: really??

Raj: ofcouse.... I do....

Riya felt like she is dreaming.... she felt all those uncountable stars just came down underneath her feets..... she felt so, light, so beautiful about everything, ...she felt like all her hardwork, all her prays , all those things that use to matter for her now.... concerns him Too.....

She smiled blushed, smiled, blushed ....felt shy... and Raj came forward....
    _ what happen??
Do you dont like me??...

_ofcouse I do.... she cried.... he hugged her.....

The end... episode2 will be continued....

#RajRiya @2

#2

Was it a date ??or just a coffee??

But whatever it was,  she was happy! and eager to meet him...eager to get a best compliment! from him ....loads of thoughts on her mind ....loads of expectations...
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She reached CCD at 6.15 ..she was late 15 min. But 15mins are nothing in the buzy cities like Delhi.....
She stood at the entrance of the cafe trying to find him....

He was waiting for her at the side table........ A table for two, A perfect table for her beautiful evening...

Riya: sorry... Am I too late?
          Did I made you wait too long....?

Raj : NO ,No  only 15 min...sit down
(Said comforting her)

Riya: Thankyou ...

She sat down trying comforting her,but she failed....she looked around ...those purple sofa style chairs and white tables with a glass top which complimented the purple wallpaper in and around the cafe with few jokes and coffee stories imprinted on it.....

After admiring the place ...she finally took a look of him. He was in his dark purple small check casual shirt with a pair of dark denim that was absolutely complementing and going with his fairly toned complexion.....
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You are looking nice....!!! (Riya complimented him)
Thankyou.......He gratefully replied.
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Now, Riya was expecting a compliment or some comment for herself too just to make sure he too noticed her .....her hardwork of shifting all the clothes from her cupboard to her bed,to her dressing table....But nothing happened so.... :-(
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Your order sir....?? The waitress was asking for their order...

Yes, What would you like to have???(Raj asked)

Cold coffee with hot chocolate on top......

And you sir??
Make that two..... Thankyou.

OkAy .... she returned back to the counter getting their order placed referring their table as table no.5....

So tell something....? ( Raj asked with great interest )
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But all her interest was lost somewhere, because she thought Raj didn't noticed her hardwork........her dress...... not even her Eagerness to meet him....

Sometimes expecting a lot hurts so much, yeah!! but her expectations would not be called a lot..... she just expected  a little attention.... a little to here about herself from him.....

Atleast this is not a lot to be expected for a girl ...Come On !!...!! Every girl expect this and only girls can expect and.. If not they? Then who??

Riya : what to say....Nothing ...you say ...hows everything going on....??
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#To be continued.....

#RajRiya @1

#1...
        Texting.....
Raj : shall we meet today???

Riya : hmmm today!! Yeah where??

Raj : CCD lets have evening coffee together at 6 ..Will that be okay??

Yap sure... Riya said.

This was the best day for Riya...
Finally her one sided love was taking steps ahead.... maybe to become complete or just to be a good friendship..
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Maybe Raj started to notice her or maybe able to recognize her emotions ....that were much more than a good friendship... or maybe it was just a meet.... a casual meet for Raj but definitely not for her...
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It was 5'O clock, Riya went down back to home,quickly dressed up in her best dress from her beautiful collection....

She dressed herself in yellow top that was having small autom leafs printed in brown and a tight fitted denim of dark blue shade that was absolutely complementing her yellow top and her natural ,beautiful,radiant skin ...A black 4inchs heel made her perfect... perfect to have a date with him....

But was it a date? Or just a coffee?

#To be continued.....

    

#RajRiya....

I have closed my eyes and I am expecting  you to be here only Raj u know naa! I scare from dark....
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And how many times Riya I have told you that Its only you who can see the darkness after closing your eyes...

oops! ...yeah! ...but  u always prank me naa! I keep my eyes closed any you make me wait for so long....
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But yeah! ,thats a different thing u always surprise me once I open them....so baby! Wats your plan for this time?
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Shona! Will you sit there and can keep your eyes and mouth shut?....
....baby, you are rude...Fine(frowned)....

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So, readers these are my characters #Raj and #Riya.... hope you all are going to enjoy reading their moments ...sometimes together....sometimes alone....sometimes waiting(for eachother)....sometimes...... Ssshhh! Wait for the episodes..... #RajRiya

IMAGINE....

Standing n staring you for the long time wasn't enough to live my life....
My life was linked to something different.

Not really a person but yes much more faithful than any living being....
Not really a bunch of papers but yes pages from my heart....

I couldn't imagine my life without it ....it was even there with me when I was alone... it was there with me when I was in elation.... I have ignored it many a times but it never disrespected me in return ....Many will think that how come a diary can disrespect anyone...it will remain neutral in all cases.... .

But ....but....but.... I have my imaginations to Go.....
It is neutral obviously .....as it never speak to me....  but deep back in my mind I just glance away my thoughts that... What If?.... it starts to demotivate me ....? ....What if.... it starts to make my writeups disappear....? ?...
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Sounds stupidity ....but what's harm in imagining stuffs like this? Does it harm in anyway? Rather they give us a new avenue to take a walk of thoughts.....
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So people keep the button of imagination ON....  imagine and create....

DREAM...

I saw someone writing over my diary....and i realised it was someone similar to me... i came forward to have a look of that someone.... I peeped forward to look into the diary it was the same scripting style as me .... she used it the same way..... i read the title... it was 'pages from my heart'  ...it was familiar ....it wasn't new for me....as if it was again happening to me.... as if its again traveling from my past towards present.... but to the nxt second I placed my hand over her right shoulder ...she shook herself back and looked towards me...
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I was falling apart on seeing someone exactly lyk me.... I couldn't believe on my eyes I felt as if my vision is puzzling me out...but when my eyes n mind were fighting over the fact she smiled to me .I got puzzled again from her smile....before i could ask her name n her smile told me that somethings wrong....she said Ayushi !

I began to look at her face getting numb by her voice taking my name... I dragged my guts all together and asked her Who are you?. ? She just laughed and came towards me and thn vanished somewhere.... i couldn't see her anywhere.....but at last her voice echoed..... Follow your conscious Ayushi...she said..... hearing that I just got up and realized it was a dream....
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But something was still wrong in my head n ran to grab my diary ....after flipping my pages... atlast there was a write-up titled   'pages from my heart'..

Move On...... :-)

Dreams are confusing... so is the life...
Life changes and always leaves a question of changing ourselves.... isn't it????
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Life grows up and asks us to grow too...
But often times we dont respond to her such questions...we feel stuck.. stuck with the things that start to rot after getting stuck and detoxifying in our own hands....which hurts ..later.
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Moving with the flow is a better option to cope with the dreams...dont you worry if ur dreams change day after day.... have contentment of having a dream rather than living a life without a dream.... as I have already said....
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Hopes hurt when they are connected to wrong characters....Generate a hope with your dreams they dont ditch..... they just need your constant desire to reach the destination.....and have alot to give you in return ...Dreams will gather you with all better than best in your life....
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Be hopeful ....Be desirable..... Don't be confused.... just follow up.... And Get down with the flow.....

Move On...... :-)

Dreams are confusing... so is the life...
Life changes and always leaves a question of changing ourselves.... isn't it????
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Life grows up and asks us to grow too...
But often times we dont respond to her such questions...we feel stuck.. stuck with the things that start to rot after getting stuck and detoxifying in our own hands....which hurts ..later.
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Moving with the flow is a better option to cope with the dreams...dont you worry if ur dreams change day after day.... have contentment of having a dream rather than living a life without a dream.... as I have already said....
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Hopes hurt when they are connected to wrong characters....Generate a hope with your dreams they dont ditch..... they just need your constant desire to reach the destination.....and have alot to give you in return ...Dreams will gather you with all better than best in your life....
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Be hopeful ....Be desirable..... Don't be confused.... just follow up.... And Get down with the flow.....

Not always the SKY..... :-)

Sometimes I just sit and think what kind of dreams do people have....yeah as you people know I take dreams as a protagonist of this particular blog.....
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So dreaming about dreams is the best I can do.... I was thinking over that people have different types of dreams ....sometimes ambitious ,sometimes heart touching,sometimes creative,sometimes funny,sometimes romantic,sometimes emotional,sometimes full of lust of different-different kind etc etc ....
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So when I think of such dreams I really get over excited of those things that come across in the path of such dreams .... I dont ever criticize anyone's dream because they are the hopes for some to live a perfect beautiful life.....dreams are not those that can be always fulfilled.... some remains insatiable....but no harm they tought someone to just go with the flow ...to get the strategy of coming over the stuff that irritates them ,that confuse them, that bounds them to some limitations....
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But always get up to the 7th sky is not what everyone gets ...NO.... sky is too high and v can't always reach there at once v hv to try try and try.....and finally one day you will be there....and if  still u can't then no harm or disappointment u can enjoy the fun of jumping over and over again...

COLORS....

DREAMing to be someone one of a kind, someone whom everyone can accept easly without changing my colors . It hurts to Change my colors all the times trying to adjust. Adjusting is easy but later being undignified is heartbreaking.

I prefer not to share my feelings but most of the times I fail to hide such revolting emotions.
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Everytime failing to differentiate between people of different shades .
They all are blessed with such beautiful shades but I fail to identify the hidden ones.
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I fail ,I feel like cheated ,hidden shades fear me break me I feel like disgusted...
I bear a lot even above than its writen in my destiny ...
Suffering a lot ...being suffocated.. Still living ... hard but yeah ,yet trying to relay on people.

Just a matter of 'N' ....

Hello people I know its after a long time..but yeah i am finally here....

But today I was thinking about the perfect gift that we have got ...had anybody ever thought of life being so wonderful, so vibrant that all the colors sprinkled out here and there and they come out to form a beautiful portray on the canvas of life?

Had anybody ever expressed the life in its real essence?

What really life is like... ? what all make life as wonderful as nobody had ever thought off ? Not exactly but little by little can be explained, not exact the recipe but ingredients can be told, not exactly the location but yeah it can be found on earth amidst the people.

People,who are always buzy with their own graviences, grims and all shallowness of life. A life they all have but that can't be said a healthy-hearty one.
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Sometimes  a grin can change all your grims to a cheerful life, stuffs the shallowness with happiness. Yeahh....
    A Grin can gain you a lot many unseen good fortunes . So people what's a harm in experiencing a simple grin and gaining a lot.

Smile and scare your worst parts of life.

Wanna be Your Lover.....

Sometimes I dream to be a lover.... I want to love someone with all my abstract care,affection,trust..... I too want someone  to care for me....atlest someone who can ask me.... shona kya hua? Whenever I am sad.... someone who can tease me all day round and then cheer me up when I get annoyed.

But then I just stand apart from that Stromberg of emotions,aloofness,disturbance,rejection ....and suddenly I realize that it was nothing but just a walk with the flow .....and I started to feel complete,matured enough and the most important I realised that my arms can move in the air and make me feel free and tells me that no this is not the time....first move ahead try lifting your whole body in the air and then.... think about love

So that I could give that someone a special place in my life ..I could give him my 101% ....so that I dont hurt that someone....coz that someone will be very special to me....for all of my life.....

Dreaming to be a Mother....

In the past I have gone through a story of a girl who wanted to be a mother. When everyone else of her age were struggling to be a doctor,an engineer,journalist,professor and so on.... she was dreaming to be a mother. ;-)

Interesting right??

Strange ! ... but after a dive in my deep thoughts I landed up to an island of my own support for her this particular dream.

Is being a mother not a job... I think it is. It is the world's toughest job...to be available for someone 24*7  it's not easy..

....but but but...neither demanding for salary nor any complaints makes the job more unbearable and terrible for us but not for a mother...

Her love,emotions,care,affection, and the most superior of all is her Selflessness....
A mother's love can't be explained in my this post its a very confine area to be explained....rather I am no one to dare for such explanations....we all know how our mothers are great for each of us all...

But thinking about her idea of being a mother I realised how we take mothers as granted.... how we hurt unintentionally...how me don't respect her.... still she keeps her feelings alive and always ready to be selfless again..

But why? Why she keeps her alive only for her child.... why she has to smile hiding her tears in the eyes....why even till her last breath she seeks for her children's well being....

So people do you also believe being a mother is not a profession?

Lets start dreaming to be a bit selfless for our mothers too.... she deserves a lot.....

Dreaming LOVInGly......

He just held my hand and was about to kiss it......when the alarm rang flushing off the whole dream... huuuuh idiot

Am I the only one at this stage who has a fantasy of that someone who rules our dreams of love.... a fantasy about someone who relentlessly pops out on our minds every time we talk about that  special someone....?

If I am the only one dreaming off someone who's even a tiny clue is not been found yet !?...then I must be really crazy !! Hehe...

Today I just took up the craziest and never ending topic of dreaming of someone special....because I know this is what each and every one of us thinks  first whenever we talk about dreams....

Girls start dreaming about their marriage day.... that special dress ...that heavy shopping...that big fat celebration....and the very obvious reason for that gala celebration their life partners and boyz start to think Ummmm!!....

Sorry ! No idea... ohh come on! I have never been a man!

So that love! romance! affection and all those craziest stuff that a girl always has on her mind is what really very special and important I believe.

Because we already know dreams inspire.!

Inspire to believe in love....its a beautiful feeling... its amazing to watch yourself loving someone more than you.its overwhelming feeling to have that most awesome most beautiful most caring person only for you. Thinking about someone in his absence starts to make even more sense than caring for that someone in his presence ....sounds funny but thats what love is like.

You dont have to love to know how love is really like start dreaming....

Thankz for reading ...

Dedicated to Anshika malhotra.

Let's DREAM.....

Life ends up one day....this is a real truth sweet for some and bitter for few...

we love having dreams while we are asleep...no one likes it to end or break that dream in middle...breaking is bitter. life is a dream for few so death is a bitter truth for them and for those who don't have a dream in life or don't enjoy life as a dream death is sweet for them as they find death peaceful....

It's a non-deniable fact that death is sweet, its peaceful, its painless, its fearless ,its ultimate. But that is what assured to us after one day or the other.  So why not plan something for life that is  before  death? So why not switching off the taste from sweet to bitter?....

Why not making bitter the new cool ?? ;-)

If you switch on to bitterness.. I assure you your life  be as sweet as nothing  I could compare it to.....

Taking problems as a challenge but not as a real mathematical word problems ......will help u invest a lot of joy for life. Why not letting yourself invest joy for life when already life is full of sorrow.

Lets why not dream a life instead of living it.??.

Dreams SIGNIFICANTLY.......

Dreams...whenever I think of this word,I just fly to a land of my dreams.....and those dreams are not fancy like Cinderella's glass shoes and that ball dance party....its different... a lot more different than any fairytale.......my all desires come true there.....

But wait people, those dreams are not those that I have while I am in bed.....NO. they are those that chase me all day round....

I have imaginary books of my dreams....where each book has a touch of little passion,career,love,comedy( hasna bhi jarurii hai yar ),justice, facts,freedom ,desires,friends and many more such little-little ingredients that make those books worth readable.....
these imaginations are not for my pleasure or for leisure time but they give life a better view to look into.....a beautiful behavior to deal with....a perfect inspiration.

Am sure my readers too have such books??   NO?

                     !!Then Go write one.
                       Create inspiration.!!
 

Thanks for reading it ,if u were ofcouse

INITIALIZING....

Hello people this is me Ayushi Gupta... a very new person to this site of blogging...
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I don't have much to say about me,as we all know its really!hard to write about oneself ....
so if any of u in case is reading my First Blog,though i don't think many will. Can know me a little or so.
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I am in process of learning that is a student,enjoying in hostel,just overcome from my teenage,became a happy adult in 2k15 (hehe..) 
that was a smart way of apprising you people my age of course... girls alwayz find a smart way of veiling their exact numbers.
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Now coming over to my blog's title DREAMS ARGENTO.
Argento refers to silver. Its a word from Italian vocabulary.Shining,glittering Silver Dreams...
Dreams have a unique role in every person's life..they inspire,cultivate,educate and create a spirit in oneself to grow to heights,to touch the sky...
I started blogging taking Dreams as Protagonist because I think dreams sabhi ke hote hai and they are important too.I will share stuff related to dreams of real people of real life!here and will expect you people to read positively,hopefully.


I think that is more than enough of description to the title.
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And I think this is enough of me too ...no more my bak-bak...

Thank you people for taking me so long ..in case you were reading... Thank you...