Another turning point..

Today when I sit at my desk, there is this emptiness I feel in my stomach. I have so longed to leave but now when it is time I just don't feel as happy as I thought I would. No certainly not the place, it’s just the awesome time I have had here together with some most wonderful people I have ever known, and that is probably what makes it so hard.

I have learned a lot here, right from writing an official mail to other loads of stuff which included work as well & can say 2 years well spent. The bitching, the chai, the fraud on FB, the all day "nothing to do" vella time, the meetings where we couldn't help yawning, the hours of chit chat, the food, the cartoons we drew, the festivals we celebrated, the parties we did, the extended lunch hours we had, the movies we saw and many more. It isn't that easy as I thought it would be.

I so am going to miss you and your company of love, fun and care. But what really keeps me going is the fact that I know we still are going to be connected and I sure know that you'll be there whenever I need you (and otherwise :P)

P.S - I also don't know about my surprise farewell party

P.P.S – I will always be online (God bless BB) @ agarwal.sonil@gmail and of course facebook :P

Simple yet complicated!

well that's my life!

In a world where everyone tells the truth... ...this guy lied

..and cheated & reached to the Top, and sat there all by himself.

Stupid Cupid!

It’s that time of the year- Again!!

Every year since I have learnt the meaning (or even before that) of Valentine’s Day, I have been hearing this question right from the beginning of February - What plans for D day?

People in love & relationships & blah blah are going crazy planning up, whereas, some not so crazy people who are sane enough to be out of this stupidity are getting depressed as they don’t have the answer of the most asked question -  What plans for D day? 

Blah blah!!!

Who cares. 

As all I want to do is sing -  You got me jumping like a crazy clown. And I don't feature what you’re putting' down. Well since I kissed his loving lips of wine, the thing that bothers me is that I like it fine.

 And yeah, Happy Valentine to all ;)

17 Again!

Our present experiences things, moments, which takes us back in the past, and makes us believe that life is beautiful. These little joys of life keep us alive.

Joy of being on the 1st dates with butterflies in the stomach, steaming hot cup of tea on a cozy cold morning, unexpected SMS with just a smiley which leaves a permanent smile on your face, soft tingling after that lingered first kiss, aah life is beautiful.

I feel like I m 17 again when I got that perfect mirror in my room and for hours I danced in front of it. It made me feel less than 17 when I took two hours straight just to get the right dress for the perfect evening. Yes I m 17 again when at nights I sleep with constant smile like I got a hanger got stuck in my mouth.

Life is good, I m 17 Again ;)

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I'm telling lies.

I say,

It's in the reach of my arms

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It's the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can't touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them

They say they still can't see.

I say,

It's in the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Now you understand

Just why my head's not bowed.

I don't shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It's in the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

The palm of my hand,

The need of my care,

'Cause I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

 - Maya Angelou

She still is a little girl

Childhood is measured out by sounds & smells and sights, 

before the dark hour of reason grows - John Betjeman

She stands alone in the middle of nowhere.

All alone with no one to care.

She does not let anything come near her,

Or let any emotions touch her.

For she had a door,

A door of detestation to shields her.

All she wants is to be a superwoman,

Superwoman with a heart of stone,

Yet unaware of what to do with all those undisclosed desires,

Desires of her knight in the shining armor.

She is the strongest one in front of everyone;

But when alone she cries like a baby for the smallest of thing.

She will pretend to be the wisest & Miss “Know it all”

Though secretly she knows she’s got lots to learn.

She takes care of everyone while she curbs her soul desire of getting pampered,being loved.

She wants to be all grown up and be "the" woman but she still is "a" little girl.