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Red? Present ma'am!

2012-01-27T10:28:00.000+05:30

Hello my coolest blog readers/ followers.

You'll make me feel so much more better. I swear.

So the HTC phone arrived but I haven't gotten to using it. I'm currently watching some pathetically boring tv show just because I'm too lazy to change the channel. Yes? And I have so much in my head to write but I never got to writing it. Sometime soon maybe?

Just to let you know the first picture is the shimmer nail colour with a blue background.

Current obsession: Wedges and Horses.

Colour love: Red

Palazzo pants are so timeless, red is classic. Mixing two trends which were the in thing last season. Somehow wearing last seasons trends this season gives me a high. But red and palazzo pants are really timeless. :)

Now let me stop the random blabber and leave you with pictures.

QOTD:

And now I'll let the pictures speak for themselves! Gosh i talk so much.

OOTD: Paint me splashy red.

Tell me what you thought?

Love,

Sonshu

DIY is the go to thing.

2012-01-24T11:22:00.000+05:30

DISCLAIMER: Image heavy post. Please hold yourselves on the ground.

Jan 19th 2011.

Hello there.

*Peeps*

Can you see me? No you cant? Well good for you, because I don't feel any better. Yes, I'm still so sick, lying down on the bed, feeling useless because I can't do anything so the best I came up with was putting and compiling all the clicks of mid Jan 2012 (some crazy ones) and showing you this collage.

Before that: Here's something I'm going to do more often. To inspire myself. And mainly to inspire all of you every single time. Since I'm no philosopher, I'll leave you with a quote.

This time its a picture quote. So the picture quote of the post:

Now moving on to the random pictures. Here they are, excuse the complete randomness and click on it to see it in detail. :)

What?

From left to right, top to bottom.

A jumble of tic tacs, an important topic, Yummy Egg and Cheese burger, Breakfast at McD, Octane that the teacher gifted us, Pizza Filling McPuff, 2012 Calender: Courtesy Star World, Flower doodle, Mouth watering cakes, HIMYM Calender sneak a peak!

Center: A random click of the psychology text book. Chapter on Counselling.

I think, I'll do this more often. :) It was a lot of fun.

Now, a lot of you have been asking for a DIY post. But for a start im not doing the accessories DIY, that'll be a bit later. Here's something I did a while back. It caught a lot of eyes and people asking me how I did it, so here you go. Specially for you.

Personalized Accessories Holder and Phone stand

Materials Required:

1. Cardboard box of any shape as you wish, I've used a rectangular one.

2. Tissue paper

3. Ice Cream Sticks if you want an inclusive phone holder

4. 3D Outliner

5. Scissors

6. Fevicol

7. Patience. Lots!

So now lets get started shall we?

First of all use tissue paper, I prefer to use coloured ones because they look lovely and you might also use craft paper, anything that works for you. Wrap the bottom half of the box using fevicol and if you are using tissue paper I must warn you it will tear so dont use too much fevicol.

And this is what you'll have once you've wrapped it.

Next I used 3-D glue to decorate the box and you can even use sequins and other crafty stuff you get at stores. Personally I'm a fan of 3-D outliner because its lovely.

Since I know you're smarty, I am fast forwarding two steps. So you cover the upper lid of the box too and now you have neatly covered boxes. Next you can decorate the upper bit as you wish, and do whatever designs that please you. You can do funky stuff and even carve initials.

This is what i've done. Its very simple. I've left the middle area empty to make the phone holder. If you aren't keen on it you can design it further.

Next you cut the ice cream stick into half. This would help us make the phone stand. Measure your phone and then you'll know the width and breadth that it'll take. That determines the number of ice cream sticks. Each has to be cut into two smaller parts.

Now place them side by side like I've done and do so till you get the dimensions of your phone. I've also added the cute googly eyes and smiley face.

And then once you've placed the sticks accordingly you can keep your phone on it and it makes for a perfect accessory holder that has enough room for tidsy bidsy clips and bands that you use daily, some rings and even earrings. And it makes for a lovely deco piece on your table! Done!

24th Jan 2011

That was some DIY wasn't it? This was pending like forever. So much to tell you guys. So many posts, fashion and what not. Damn sickness. How you been doing? I will surely stop by your blogs after I'm done with errands today. I promise. I've missed reading so much! The witty posts and lovely outfit and sale hauls of my fellow bloggers!

Have you checked out the sales yet? HURRY!!!

Till next time

Feeling a lot better

Sonshu sends Love! :)

Disabled comments on this post. This one's just for you to enjoy doing over the weekend! :)

Its the day, we all wait for.

2012-01-16T21:54:00.001+05:30

Its the day.

The birthday. What I don't understand sometimes is why people make such a fuss out of the day, but then sometimes you do want people to make a fuss out of it. Basically its always greener on the other side.

Heard: Man proposes, God disposes?

Well, its sad how I fell ill right on my birthday. So ill that I can't even type any further.

Managed to force a smile and strike a pose for you'll. Will do a detailed post when I'm fine. This is what I wore on my birthday, at home of course. I've blurred the pictures a little because I want to show you how it actually looks. You've seen these pants before. Remember? I just styled them differently this time. :)

Late New Year.

2012-01-10T17:57:00.001+05:30

Hello.

Who told you I am dead huh? Who. Kill them. :)

Yes, I am very much alive and kicking! Kicking ass. We had graduation today. Saree and all.

Honestly, I have begun feeling a strong sense of pity for these teachers who wear sarees every single day. Chains off!

Now since I promised you, here's what I wore for new year. Yes I was high on pictures, ignore the stupidity. Bro was being a kind person and taking so many pictures, love him.

Wearing:

LBD

Stockings

Right hand side bracelet bought from a fair

Left hand side bracelet gifted by chaddi buddy!

Statement necklace- Westside sale.

Awesome headpiece: Dont remember

My hot shoes didn't feature, I currently love them! :) How sad.

I forgot to pose with them. :P LOL. Some other time maybe?

I told you I lost it right? Ha.

Oh guess what happened. See what arrived today in the mail:

<3 star world even more. PERIOD.

Need I say anything more? That's it for now! Tell me what you thought of the new year outfit and the silly poses. Exams from next week.

Have you visited all the big time sales that are on yet? :)

Till next time. Love and more love

Sonshu.

P.S: Nostalgic post coming soon.

West says Hi to Desi-ness.

2012-01-03T21:29:00.001+05:30

Yes, you got the newsletter. On 31st night, a minute before it was 01/01/2012.

I didn't post on new year, because I wanted a break from everything. Sat back with a bar of fruit and nut and enjoyed my chocolate in eternal bliss.

So now tell me how was your new year buddies? I shall show you what I wore on New Year's Eve in the next post. :) It was bro's birthday so celebrations were called for. Finally gave him a beyblade, the last one to complete his collection. Gosh, he was happy. *Uff*

Now its January. Dreading it already. Exams from 16th. Yes its my birthday and I'll be writing preparatory exams. How cool right? I'm so looking forward to it. [If you didn't know I love sarcasm]

I know I'm late. But its never too late right? So for those who didnt subscribe to the newsletter, here's wishing you.

HAPPY NEW YEAR FOLKS.

Moving on. Its time to show you what Bro and me did when everyone was asleep at home on Sunday. Yes, we got along and had the time of our lives. Me posing, him clicking. So this post was composed specially for those of you who like something casual but still want to make those heads turn.

Wearing: Pink Dress worn as a long top due to killing winters.

Black sticky pants

Black cardigan

Red Flower Statement head piece

Red and black Jhola

Colourful Kolapuris.

Duck feet is also a new pose haan?

Blame bro for the setting.

Trying to hide the smile. :P FAIL.

That's it for now. Be back soon. Let me get back to watching Breaking Dawn. I can see your face going baah but whatever. I havent watched a movie in ages.

And then study? Ya right.

Love.

Sonshu.

P.S: About the guest posts. Since I have exams, I dont want the blog to die of starvation, malnutrition blah blah. So I'm lining guest posts and you have to do one for me. PLEASEEEEEEE!!! I'd love it.

Confused Soul

Red Handed

PeeVee

Shawty (The winner of the contest is entitled to one.)

Neha

Rabia

Viya

Oh To Be A Muse

AND THOSE WHO WANT TO do it too but name isn't here, please send me a mail?

I'd like it if you sent it by 12th or 13th jan so I can schedule them.

Oh and the most creative and innovative post wins some funky badges.

IF you havent checked the FB fan page do so now, because I've started doing some random looks on polyvore.- HERE

Now really. Gotta run. Cya.

Temme what you thought of the outfit.

Lessons of life.

2011-12-30T13:33:00.002+05:30

Vacations are not all about fun and shopping. It counts for a lot more than that. It teaches you lessons and things about yourself and your lifestyle.

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I'm back from what seems like a short week because I've really had the time of my life on this short vacation that I went on. It was like a total stress buster, with so many exams that are waiting in the new year for me, I really needed a break. This trip though taught me so many things that I'd like to reflect upon now. Some of them have been great lessons and values that I've learnt and others some realizations I made.

What touched me the most is seeing how some people get happiness and try to obtain joy from the littlest of things in life. They'll be happy swinging on two of their mother's dupattas, they'll be overjoyed playing with a can of oil using it as a car. And those people who are so concerned about every drop of water and drink it like its the last they'll get. Its all been such a lovely learning for me and I think from then on I have begun looking at the smallest things from a different point of view.

Someone gives you two clips for Christmas, be happy because maybe that's all they can give you but the thought matters. It isn't necessary that everyone can afford to buy you a versace bag. Yes, I got lots of gifts this christmas, some in cash and others in material. Shoes, bags and what not. The two teeny clips that I got made me happy two because the person who gave them to me, atleast thought of me? And that makes me happy. I met this cheerful guy who survived on making Bhel Puri at the beaches, on asking he said that he earns about 150 rupees a day on an average and that too not every day, only during weekends. On weekdays its way lesser. But the way he found joy was in serving people, singing 'Main toh Bhel puri kha raha tha' and other such songs.

Another lesson learnt is the fact that people who live on roads and have minimum facilities are way better people and have a bigger heart than those who live in gigantic bungalows. The latter would never give a damn if you've hurt your feet and need to wash it off but the first would invite you in and even go along and get a band-aid. Its like that. The latter don't realize value of things, value of money often but the first they know the value of every speck of rice they eat. They are more humane.

Having a bed to sleep on every night, tea that you drink in the evening, a hug you get every morning from your mother, a hand made card from your brother and so much more. It matters...

As I've mentioned, so much learnt, so much to say but I'm currently still retrospecting and its been a lovely procedure I must tell you.

Moral of the week: Treasure every single thing you have, every person who's a part of your life and every hug you receive.

Sonshu

P.S: YOU SHOULD GO Subscribe for the Newsletter, if you haven't already. I'll be happy. :) Surprise on 31st at 11.59pm. In your mail boxes, go subscribe fast to receive it!

Rockstar Giver. New Reformist.

2011-12-23T16:02:00.001+05:30

Courtesy: drawastickman.com, Courtesy: PeeVee :)

Hello there folks. :)

Just to let you know holidays have begun starting today and I'll sadly for the blog and happily for me be leaving. Yes, I'm going out of station for a bit. Will miss you people like lots and your posts more. Oh and blog shop starting in Jan! How many of you'll are interested in buying accessories hand picked by me? And some of my DIYs too? At super affordable rates of course. Tell me if you are and what you'd like to see if any in particular so I can go shopping for you'll! I can't wait for it. You can mail me too if you want anything specific. But I already have a few items gathered up for grabs.

Now I'm working on a story that I thought I'll schedule but decided otherwise so wait for it, I'll complete it and then post it after I'm back.

In other news, I haven't watched Breaking Dawn yet. Hides face in shame. (That was embarrassing.) Have got to watch Don 2 and Desi Boyz. I wonder when I'll stop being so lazy and actually watch something. Thinking about it college has been keeping me busy.

Oh and let me tell you something. I kinda didn't make this a new year resolution but I did it. So I was one of those people who would chew and bite their nails. But voila, good news. I am a reformed nail biter. I have LET GO of that disgusting habit recently and have begun seeing the likes of nail paint on my finger nails! I've even started nail art and stuff. So hooooraaah. I'm really happy to be ending the year with such an awesome change. Don't you think? I used to hate that habit of mine, I'm done with it now.

I haven't scheduled any posts but do keep reading if you haven't been doing so for the past few posts. I'm going to be back with a hell lot of outfit posts for sure and much more to share.

Oh and I didn't reply to comments for the last two posts SO SORRY!!! Will do once I get back. :)

See you on 30th people.

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This is a small random outfit that I's worn when I went out with friends, to McD in particular and a little roaming around that we do. This was a month's back though :P Some of these just don't get featured on the blog you know.

Wearing: Denizen All We Need is Love Tee, Levis Jeans, Reebok Tote, Warmers - made by self, Loafers, Bracelets- local shops, Rockstar attitude: Self.

Ruffle me down pink.

2011-12-18T21:09:00.001+05:30

Have you heard of writer's block? Same old non sense eh? Well not really, usually a writer's block kind of inspires me to push myself to write more but this time it just isn't happening. So i've been complaining and trying to write a post ever since I woke up today. But in vain of course.

It was a chilly mundane Sunday morning and all I asked for was some quiet but the day was anything but that. Nonetheless as it touches midnight, I finally gather the courage to write a post when my writing is not at its best. The whole day I roamed around, skipping and hopping with my camera. Old reunited with love. And if you don't know yet, let me tell you I am not writing a letter to Santa this time because everyone seems to be doing so, it becomes too boring you know after a while. :P I've hand written it though.

Coming to an outfit post, this was a random outfit I did.

Disclaimer: The 'Bun' Love doesn't end okay, bear with me. I promise to show you new hairstyles SOON.

Taking Red Handed's suggestion into consideration, this week I've been playing with layers. And I think layers is something that people assume doesn't suit all body types, but that's not the case. It all depends on how you pair them together. Wear 3 different tee's and a parka and you are bound to look like a ball. So what I've done here is done a 2 simple layer thing.

Wearing:Black netted shrug, Ruffled tube top, Pink Spaghetti dress from Local Boutique. Multi coloured chain from Ayesha. Colourful bracelets all from Brigade road. Head piece made by self. Yellow bun band from Tibetean market.

For people like me, on the heavier side, they say ruffles don't look good but when you layer it, always layer it with something contrastingly straight. So the ruffles and the straight work together to retain your shape. Also it's always advisable to wear knee length, but that doesn't stop us from experimenting with accessories and stuff. Now when you layer always do so like with a trench coat and a vest. I'd say a don't do would be an oversized tee and a blazer, that'll just bloat your image. So I usually avoid such combinations.

Now a commonly asked question is : 'Will I look plump when I wear dresses?' Well I don't believe so because I wear a lot of dresses. One good trick that helps is using a belt to accentuate your strengths. As I always say, showcase your strengths and keep your weaknesses in the shadows.

This was just a basic on layering, I'll do more as I do more outfit posts. And for those who look forward to writing, I'm so sorry but I'll be back soon. Next post hopefully.

There goes. IGNORE THE SPELLING MISTAKE in the last pic. With the blogspot. I was in a hurry and I'm kind of sleepy. Have been down with fever the whole week so excuse me.

Love and more love
Sonshu

P.S: Any particular post you'd like to see?

Sunday calls for flea market.

2011-12-11T21:48:00.001+05:30

Hello Fantabulous readers.

Disclaimer: This is an image heavy post. 4 kgs to be precise. :P LOL.

Yes, It was a Sunday yesterday and you know we all love Sundays. You must be wondering why I'm stating the obvious? Well, have you ever felt like you are crazily high on shopping? All the time? We should totally form a group. [As I always say] Anyway, yesterday was one such day for me. Have you ever heard of Sunday Soul Sante? Its this awesome flea market of sorts. Music. Fun. Shopping. Art and what not. Before I say anymore you should have a look at this.

I've posted a few of the gazillion pictures I took. Can you see what you missed out? If you weren't at Bangalore or if you missed out because of whatever reason, its sad. Really.

I loved the variety of colours, vibrant people, lovely food, coconut express and the lovely fresh lime, tacos, lovely bands, great bags, good bargains and whatnot. It's one potpourri of craziness. Oh and if I forgot, the puppies. Adopt a puppy thing. I almost took one home, just the last minute thought of consequences and certain people's allergy and I had to leave the poor thing behind. Some day I will have you baby. And if you have a pet, Do Not Tell Me. OKAY? please.

If you still are wondering what the Soul Sante is? Here's an insight, from their page:

The first event was held on 19th September 2010, the brain child of Asha Rao, this awesome Sante is held on a second Sunday about 4 times a year in Palace Grounds (home to lovely flea markets as this). It showcases art, music and food. The very best in all you can ever ask for.

Enough huh? Don't even ask me what I bought? Shopped like peanuts. Though it was all pretty small and compact hence it fit in the supposed eco friendly newspaper bag. Oops, you didn't see what I wore yet right? So here's the outfit.

Trend Tip: Red is totally the colour of the season. Buns are my favourite somehow and they seem to go with everything.

Wearing: Red Handmade band, Black and Grey turtleneck scarf, Hand painted metal necklace, Red dress worn as top, Blue Knee Length jeans, Black Zara shirt, Versace bag. :) My clogs didn't feature. How sad.

Random people sort of stopped me and told me they loved what I wore and many people loved the brief case like Versace bag. :) Ah, what lovely people at the fair. And just so you know, It was pretty cold but not over the top cold hence i didn't just want to wear a dress.

[Will do a special shoot for the Versace bag soon.]

What do you think? Oh and I promise you'll see lesser buns. Sorry for the obsession but its very thrilling and chic. :)

So tell me what you thought of it and if you visited the Sante? I'll surely post a reminder next time it comes around. Tell me if there are any fairs or flea markets coming up in Bangalore soon? Pleasseee. :P

Till next time
Sonshu :)

P.S: Send me pictures of yourself to be featured in the Fashion Falooda Section.

Flowers and Colours have no bounds.

2011-12-10T16:33:00.000+05:30

Ah. Ah. Ah.

Is that all I have to say after such a long break? And no I did not die, nor was I being tortured by exams. Its just December seems to be a busy month with so much happening. We had our sports day and then I had my dance show. Class party coming soon as well as Christmas party and then vacations. I love December but its sad I didn't get to blog. I missed my Blogoversary which was on December 1st. Its been 3 years and this blog has evolved. From small fonts to bigger fonts, from random posts to more sensible posts and fashion blogging. That's it, I shall shield my senti emotional stuff for the time being. Because I have so much more to say.

First: I missed you'll. Cliche? Well. I didn't miss you'll. Happy?
Second: I am so glad to be back and I hope I've read all your posts, tell me if I haven't okay? I'm trying to do my best.
Third: I am an idiot. I can see you nodding there. Before I punch the teeth off your skull stop it. :P Yes, I can be evil, live with it.

I've totally missed sharing my daily outfits with you guys. So here I am with an array of posts, outfits and what not, you'll be seeing me more often buddies.

What I'm wearing: Random Floral Top, Black double belt, Fab India Ceramic Necklace (Hand Painted), Crafty Colourful Bracelet. Three of the set bracelet from Pondicherry, Earrings from Kolkata, Mojri like chappals from flea market, Wallet from God Knows Where?, Jeans from Mustard.

P.S: Ignore the weirdly weird poses okay?

Tell me what you think of this look? Somehow combining prints has been my fav this season. Here I've combined the florals and the abstract print of the wallet. The double lined belt as I call it is something I made myself. Yesyesyes :) I can't wait for holidays. More DIYs.

Oh and today another auto driver was smoking and this time I couldn't bear it so I went ahead and did it. What I've been meaning to do every time I see someone smoking. Oh and excuse the gibberish kannada, I make an attempt.

Me: Bartiya illi? (Will you come here ******)
Auto Driver: Nods head
After 15 minutes.
Auto Driver starts smoking while driving.
Me: Flabbergasted and annoyed. Feels like pulling his hair. But controls self and composes self.
After 2 minutes.
Me: Uncle, ivaga smoke mad bedi, nanige allergy aagate. Please. (Please dont smoke now uncle, I have an allergy)
Auto Driver: Nimige ishta illa andre naan smoke maadbedi? Yeenu idu ma? (Just because you don't like it, I should not smoke? What is this?!)
Me: Uncle, naanu helidaru nanige allergy aagathe, adika, naan hogamale neevu maddi. (I said I have allergy so after I go you can smoke)
Auto driver: Neevu auto inda kelegade hogi
Me: Jumps off auto. Then feels like punching him.
Nimige makale idara? (You have children?)
Auto Driver: Yaake? Ide. 2. (Why? Yes. 2)
Me: I pity them. Seriously. Neevu ee thara smoke madtiya amele avaru madtare ninne nodi. ( You smoke like this, later on they also learn from you and start smoking)
Nimige gotha? You'll die faster. Real fast. ( You know?)
Auto Driver: Madam, listen to me. Its my wish. I wont die. My children already smoke.
Me: You know english? Why did you not converse in english before! I was struggling to scream at you.
Auto Driver: I have studied till 12th. I do know english. I wont stop smoking. What will you do?
Me: I wont do anything, go check your rotten lungs. And you know, spoil your life for all I care, don't spoil others by smoking in public. Get a life dude. Get a life.

And I walked away, ignoring him. Yes, he was hurling abuses but I don't care. I hate it when people go around doing what they want in public which inversely affects people. Passive smoking you all know is as dangerous. Aaaaaaagh.

Moving on, so many flea markets, so many fairs. Shopping going strong, no ban and all. :P

Oh and did I tell you? Neewww found love, greeting card making. Have been making cards for friends. Lined up birthdays. Finally over. Bro's next though. Save me. :) Suggestions what to give him?
He's turning 11. Owns all the toys of the world anyway. And doesn't like getting clothes as presents. Enough?

Till next time. (Which I promise is SOON. Very soon)

Love,
Sonshu.

P.S: GO CHECK OUT THE NEW SECTION: Fashion Falooda

Love- Hate relationship!

2011-11-30T17:10:00.001+05:30

I share a love hate relationship with them. They can be angels in disguise or devils flying around. You already know what I'm talking about don't you? Sure enough it is super easy to guess. Yes, I'm talking about our awesome not so awesome autorickshaw drivers. Also known as Auto bhaiya, Auto wala, Rowdy people and what not. I have always wanted to do like a full thesis on them because they interest me and with so many personal experiences I've begun wondering what goes behind they ruddy personality. Before I get to thesis I thought I should do like an introduction to my thesis so a basic analyzing would be necessary.

On keen observation I have come to the conclusion that there are various types of auto drivers. Yes, we all know that, so lets learn a lot more about auto drivers today. Yes Im pretending to be a teacher, that's super lame but hahahahahahha anyway.

Source: Google Images

Different Types of Auto Drivers by Sonshu

The rude brat like auto driver: This type is the most commonly found auto driver. They can be such annoying things. They scream at you, and hurl abuses. They refuse to come anywhere and demand extremely high fares for nothing at all. They don't deserve to have a vehicle, nor a meter. They should be taught how to smile, and behave decently with customers.

The lazy bum auto driver: Yes, another example that we often come across. They can also be known as gossip queens. All that they know to do is sit and chit chat, pass comments at girls, and make fun of people. Ask them any place they'll make a face at you that leaves you disgusted, like you live deep inside the drain among the insects. They honestly can give away their autos, sit on the road and continue gossiping because its a waste of vehicle and road space.

The inconsiderate loser: Some of them are so inconsiderate, they don't want to get the auto inside the building when there's an old person or when you've so much luggage. Why? Especially when you tell them you'll pay them some extra cash. Why are they so inconsiderate? How sad right? Inhumane people.

The pretend like I don't know auto driver: I don't know if you'll have come across them but they pretend like they don't know what you talk about. If you ask anyone in Bangalore where Mantri Mall is they'll know, but these people are auto drivers and they don't. That's funny and uncanny. Can't be true? So why can't they just tell us straight they don't want to come. Diplomatic much? We aren't fools around here.

The overly talkative auto drivers: Ugh. They're so darn irritating. I've had so many experiences. Imagine, you've had pathetic day, are completely tired and you get into an auto and are trying to relax listening to music and this guy starts talking. Telling you his life story, asking yours, talking about random-est things and screaming so you don't miss out on even a syllable. Excuse me? I'm not interested, Get a life and keep things to yourself.

The simply asking auto drivers: I've had so many times when auto drivers demanded like fifty bucks extra and they end up coming for the normal fare after I've argued a bit with them. Why? When asked they say, 'Its my duty to ask extra, if you don't give, its okay'. If it really doesn't matter to them, why ask? Simply? Fine whatever, I'll keep arguing with you.

The smokers and alcoholics: They smoke in the auto. Believe it or not. The fumes hit my face, and I feel like hitting him. Gosh. i can't stand the smell of smoke, let alone smoke on my face. And he has to smoke? Really? And to top it all he puts the cigarette behind his ear when he's bored. What the hell? Is it that awesome? No. You'll die soon buddy. Also the alcoholics, they drink and drive. Even if its faint, the auto stinks of alcohol, how disgusting. I walk away from such autos.

The meter cheater: We've all traveled in autos wherein they've rigged the meters and the speed it changes at is like maniacal. I have nothing to say about them, because they're just frauds. They should be cheated in turn. Bwahahhahahaha.

The music auto driver: He has a woofer system in the auto of his that plays music at high volumes and especially latest songs like Kolaveri di. Its so much fun to travel by these autos because the music's fab except its blasting literally inside your ear.

The phone auto driver: He's constantly on the phone, handset, bluetooth and what not. Makes you feel insecure about his driving. What if his girlfriend breaks up with him, he's broken hearted and dashes into a poll? Not cool.

The F1 Racer auto driver: As you can guess, he drives like a crazy F1 Racer, he thinks roads are his tracks but doesn't realize that traffic and people on the road are obstacles and we aren't use to the speed. Sometimes I feel like I should jump off the auto. But I end up closing my eyes and chanting God's name. Gosh!

The good auto drivers: Ratio of these auto drivers are 1:500. I swear. They're decent. They take meter charges. And they don't incessantly talk. They behave like auto drivers, keep to the point and are fit to be autodrivers, they should be rewarded with gifts and priceless things. Honestly. They don't even fuss to come anywhere. They are so hardworking.

Oui. I am done for the time being. That's my list of different types of auto drivers most commonly found. might just make a list 2 soon but after a while, so you can breathe. All this being said, I couldn't imagine life without them. How I'd make it to so many places, How I wish there were more of the last type. You get it right? Its a weird thing.

Bye for now.

Love

Sonshu

P.S: College is a blast because we havent received our answer sheets yet. Wohooo. And I've been photo starved, will do fashion asap. Okay? Loads in mind.

A lot of blue, a lot of purple. Oh Black isn't alone don't worry!?

2011-11-26T20:53:00.001+05:30

Hello lovely folks,

Officially, I'm back. Yes, dreaded exams are over. Now I'm satisfying myself thinking about how exams are next year. In january that is. Lol. Anyway Exam week was boring and I had fever everyday, yes fear motivates me to write. Lol. So today exams were over and we had chocolate shots. Yum. I've actually written a thesis on auto drivers, I shall share a part of it with you'll very soon. Yes yes. Blogging more often.

Now this outfit is reader dedicated again. So here's the mail I received and I decided to give the advice through a post. So here's your reply Maithili.

Sonshu

I have a query and i think you can answer it best. Its winter season and I really dont know how to wear my dull coloured clothes. Winter is already so dull and I don't want to just throw them away.

Also, do you think I can go out in sweatpants. Is it cool? Give me help

Maithili

Yaay. I love mails so yes I'm going to answer this one again. Here's what I styled together to match the queries she had. More about it after the pictures.

Lol. Lol. I look so cold.

Anyway what I'm wearing is an over sized sweater, inner purple tee, grey sweatpants, Purple and Blue floral scarf, Head bun using silk tier (Made by self), Silver bracelet, Blue shoes, not seen. Sad.

So sweatpants are really cool because they are so comfortable, and I personally love sweatpants. So The boring grey combination was making me all gloomy so I decided to add in the crazy scarf and the bun tier that's really easy to make. You can totally go to the market or just for a morning jog or something its super cool and after all you can make anything look fab! I hope I answered your query. :)

Now second outfit for the day. Yipeeeee, outfit overload and more to come. Here's another winter look I put together randomly for an outing. Here's more to it. Oh and scarves are totally for winter, so pull out all your scarves and deck them t the top of the closet.

Hahaha. Yes. I am wearing grandma slippers. They are comfortable and super great for winter because its leather and it keeps you warm. Yes. I love vintage grandma slippers.

What I'm wearing? White vest, Netted Black shrug, Black maxi skirt, Woolen scarf, Bauble Bracelet, Mini carry tote, Vintage Grandma Flats.

So I was super bored with my hair so I decided to do a side pony tail that surprisingly goes with most things. Woppeeee. Woot!

What do you think? Which look was better?! Tell me, I'd love to know. Waise, what are you people sporting this winter? Tell me, mail me. Featured section starting soon, sorry was caught up with exams will have to start it a little late. Coming Soon okay? Forgive me.

More on the thesis coming next post. I miss you'll. I'm back! Wohooo I am happy. I'm catching up on all your blogs. If I've not visited, drop a message. Oh and keep mailing me. You provide inspiration. Love Love.

Love,

Sonshu

P.S: Tomorrow I'm going to the book fair! YAAAAAAAAAAYYYY. I hope I return car full. And the blogosphere has been awesome lately, such cool posts at your blogs.

Observing Polka Dotted Blues.

2011-11-17T22:54:00.000+05:30

Hello there awesome folks from awesomeville.

Yes, this post has been written before and is being posted on automation but the fact is that I'm doing it because I don't want to blog to die of starvation. I've loads to say to you'll, loads to share and I don't want exams to harm that you know? :)

The title is an amalgamation of a lot of things this post contains and is required to make no sense okay? So excuse me. Exams have been getting to the little sanity I had left.

Anyway. I always tend to get through exams thinking of times after them when I can roam around and shop and read more books and stuff. So lately I've been reading the House of Night series, I've finished the whole series now finally after the last book arrived from flipkart as a pre order.

Lately I've been observing people a lot especially when I'm on my way to college. Yes, I observe random people on the road and their behaviour and it is uncanny how I see the same people everyday doing the same thing in the morning. Now this may sound very stupid but imagine going to the same shop every morning and buying bread. Isn't that boring? At least for me it is. Personally I try and change things, like if i'm taking a green auto today, I'll take a black one tomorrow. Or if I'm taking the pink bag today, 'll take the brown one tomorrow.

People I observe daily and their uncanny behavioural pattern.

The bread guy: Every morning, this guy with spiked up hair (God knows how he gets time to gel his hair and set it so early in the morning) goes to the bread shop that I pass and he wears the same army shorts and blue shirt every single day. He pretty much has the same order too. White bread and one biscuit packet. How I observe so much? Thank god for signals.

The government servants: Three women dressed in fluorescent saree colours sweep the same road everyday. I don't blame them, its their duty. What is weird is that they sweep in a pattern. They stand in a diagonal line and sweep the same direction like its a dance or something? They also try and match their saree colours and patterns. Either they all wear floral on one day or plain on the other. I've been observing them for a week now.

The auto rickshaw guys: I pass this auto stand everyday and those people literally sit and stare at all the women on the road. Sadly there's yet another signal there so they peek into the auto and look at me too though I've stared back and them and freaked them out. All they do is check out random ladies. When I asked my friend he said that they are known to be autos that don't go anywhere. Only sit there and gossip. What's the purpose of their existence anyway?

The crowded masses of people: Every morning at 8.15 exactly I see these people all crowded around this showroom. I haven't been able to see what place that is, I miss it every time but I never miss the gathering of people there. I must observe why they've all crowded around every morning? Must be something write? Free clothes? Lol.

The auto rickshaws outside college: My friends have officially declared that I am worthy enough to write a thesis on auto rickshaw drivers. Honestly,I analyze and dissect every behaviour of theirs. Its very amusing. And maybe I will do a thesis on that. More on it soon. So these auto drivers outside college are specimens. For two years now I've been seeing them and I know their faces very well. They just gather around and do nothing. Either they refuse to come or ask double the auto fare. Seriously? We aren't going to pay that much. ~~Not even if the world ends.~~

~~----~~

I'm still observing people daily so I'll do a part two of this post once I've found new specimens. Till then let me leave you with an outfit I wore recently. So the dress is very spring-y but I couldn't resist wearing it though its fall because I hadn't worn it in what seems like ages. I paired it with my Zara tee and I was off to go. Later I sort of dreaded not wearing tights because I was freezing. Maniacal weather I tell you?

I've never tried the pretty bun with a dress and so I decided to do it this time. The tie knot but. Tell me what you think of it? I'll do a tutorial soon on some hairstyles, been getting lots of mails. And the belt, I made myself! Wohoooo. :)

Wearing: Blue dress: Season Sale

Black tee: Zara

Polka dotted belt: DIY (Made by self)

Black and White hand bracelet: Handmade local store

Necklace: Diva

Black Bow flats: Ginger

Hairstyle: Self :)

Love,

Sonshu

A Guardian Angel - 2

2011-11-14T11:50:00.001+05:30

You read part 1 here

She ran to the door, after a minute of hesitation she opened it and was rather shocked at what she saw. He stood there like he knew her from childhood, his eyes bore into hers. She felt uncomfortable but was afraid to take her eyes off him, like she'd be struck by lightning. He walked towards her, and she was helpless. She felt the need to let him say what he wanted to. He stopped right at the line that divided the porch from the living room.

'Hi' he said plainly

'Who are you?What do you want from me anyway?' she asked putting up a bold front.

'I'm sorry my lady, I've lost my way.'

'And I'm supposed to help you? I'm sorry but I don't think I can do so, please leave.' I said coldly

'Okay, I won't trouble you anymore. I just thought you'd be able to help me somehow. I shouldn't have left my valiant soldiers.' he mentioned bitterly

I closed the door being inconsiderate to his emotions. And then as if it was all a dream, I heard no noise anymore. Not even the sound of his footsteps, nor could I hear rage filled comments. There was some sort of eerie silence that made her want to jump. She went back to the room reading his letter once again. It gave her goosebumps, shivers and she could feel the air whisper his name.

After a while it began pouring, she peeped through the window and was astounded when she saw the whole back yard had been flooded, she decided that it was indeed ruthless of her to have let the poor nomadic soldier roam around in a town he didn't even know. She had to call him back, what sort of a person was she changing into. Finally making up her minded she ran outside grabbing her polka dotted umbrella on the way.

Running down the street she came across a small shack like structure that looked like the aftermath of an earthquake's destruction, all it had were four not so steady pillars and a roof sort of thing, it was open from the front so she ran inside and was rather happy to discover the strange soldier lying in a corner looking tired and weary from all the travel.

Unable to move, fixated to the spot she gazed at him and something seemed very true and honourable about that face of his. Something told her that she should truly help him and so she walked towards him and shook him lightly. He woke up with a start was the first thing he saw were her blue eyes, deep as mist and he felt like he was lost in the depths of her eyes. She helped him get up and they walked slowly to the loft. Instead of an awkward silence with both of them lost in their own thoughts what it became was a beautiful silence that gave them the space to think and weigh their actions.

He wondered about her, her past, her life and why he was so attracted to her. She wondered if she was doing the right thing. Should she offer that he stay over for the night? Of course he didn't have any place to go to?

Finally they reached the loft and as soon as they entered, he fell on the couch. She sat beside him keeping a fairy good personal distance between them that sort of defined their strangerism.

He then started, 'I want to tell you more about me. I think you should know who I am if you are being so kind to me. It is only fair that I tell you. I am not only a runaway soldier, there's a lot more to me.'

His sudden talk was creepy and made her feel cold all of a sudden. But something again told her that he was not bad and so she listened as he spoke thinking about her guardian angel, and how she was being one to this man now. The cycle of guardian angels amused her. Her last thought was about her lost love before she was pulled back into reality by the sudden twist in the soldier's story.

To be continued

Love,
Sonshu

Update and City news: Ethnicity.

2011-11-10T22:08:00.001+05:30

I know I've been gone for what seems like forever but is less than a week, but I'm back and you'll be seeing lots of posts all lined up.

Its really sad that exams are in a week now. I mean all I'm doing is tensing up, more than actually studying my ass off. That means lesser time to blog so I thought I'd line up posts before I become caught up with exams. But I wont be able to reply to comments till I'm back :)

Oh and this is a short update I''ve popped in for. Basically I've so much to talk but no time to pen it down so I'll do it over the long weekend once I've attained self satisfaction by studying something.

As I was saying Ethnic day happened and here's what I wore and how I looked. Feedback? :)

So I've been rather picture starved this week, I've gone so many places and not even clicked pictures of the outfits because I was too lazy. Seriously? Week Blues. Heard of it?

But I've been doing loads of writing and all that. So you'll be seeing it soon. Part two of Guardian Angel coming up very soon.

Yes, this post was very short. And I like RaOne okay? It is entertainment material. Srk is hot. Now shoot!

Love

Sonshu

P.S: I want Christina's shoe closet. Now. You've got em moves like jagger girl, I want you closet :P

Black and White Baby!

2011-11-07T09:09:00.003+05:30

Hello Awesome folks.

I truly apologize to all of you. Those who read the previous post when I was a little psyched. I decided to change the title. And my valuable brother really screamed so bad that I realized what a bad idea it was. So all of you who read it, please ignore and forget it now.

Back to normal. So I think I'll be starting the Blog Store soon. Tell me if you'll would like to see something in particular for that matter.
So coming to the outfit for the day. Was headed to buy stuff for ethnic day which is this week by the way.

So you will get to see ethnic wear soon. Oh shit I shouldn't have revealed that. Darn it. Anyway. It was a rather hot day. So I pulled out those shorts. Warning, I don't have great legs. Funny right? It is supposed to be Autumnish Winter types but Bangalore keeps changing her mood often. Its so sad that other bloggers are pulling out their mittens and boots and it tends to be so hot here sometimes. But I won't grumble anymore because I love the Bangalore weather and how it changes and keeps a suspense all the time. Bwahhahaa, my awesome Bangalore. LOL.

Now enough of the random rambles. Oh before I go on to what I'm wearing. The second part of the story I posted before is coming up soon. For those of you who thought it is like P.S I love you wait and watch. It is going to be nothing like that. Bwhahahaha. I love that book and I wouldn't dream of even trying something like that. She's magical.

What I've done for today is the Monochrome look. I've gone with plain old black and white but they're all time classy colours anyway. I've worn the zebra striped scarf to add oomph to the outfit. And the earrings are a personal favourite.

Wearing: Monochrome Look

Black and white top: Sale (I <3 sales)

Black Denim Shorts: USA

Striped Zebra Scarf: Vintage

Peace chain: Ayesha

Ring: Local Boutique

Desi slippers: Local shop

Earrings: Commercial Street

Anyway, till next time
Love and more love
Sonshu

A Guardian Angel

2011-11-04T20:41:00.000+05:30

She walked across the beach, pondering over her alreadymessed up life. She was stranded and helpless, what she needed was an angel indisguise. She continued walking and then began picking up shells, just as theyused to do together. Then she sat down and buried her legs in the sand. Sheremembered how he would playfully sculpt the sand around her legs and then shewould to his. They used to sit for long hours at the beach, smiling at eachother enjoying the beauty of God's creation. But all of that came to an endwhen he was called from above. He was snatched from her. That stupid man whoran over him, would probably be feeling guilty even now, but a mistake is amistake and no one could do anything about it. His carelessness had cost herhusband his life. She cursed.

The air gently blew and she felt like he was around.Telling her that he'd never let her out of his sight. She smiled at theenveloping air and tried to catch it. She spent the entire day walking andrunning around the beach trying to feel him and then catch him. Stupid as itmay have looked to others, she had every right to behave stupidly. After all,it pains to lose your first love. Her only love. She thought back to how theirfingers had been entwined all through their marriage ceremony. Everyone calledthem the happiest couple. That was her moment of bliss.

Slowly she settled down on the rug, in their loft. Thesmall one, they'd acquired over time with a lot of struggle and perseverance.She observed everything, each picture, each furniture, everything had its ownstory. And all of it was as crystal clear to her as his face was. Then she wentto their bedroom. The place they'd decorated as they'd always imagined. Sheopened his cupboard and took out his clothes... laid them down neatly on thebed and then she noticed something weird in the cupboard. There was a box,she'd never seen it.

Slowly she took out the box and placed it on the bed. Shesat down and wondered if she should open it. It was his after all, he deservedprivacy. Alive or not. But then she saw her name inscribed on the lock and ithit her. The necklace he'd given her a while back which his name on it, the onein the form of a key was the one that would open this box. He knew that we wereincomplete without each other. She began crying, their love was deep and crazyand she knew that she'd never ever be able to live the same normal life.

Slowly she unlocked the box with the key and wassurprised to find a letter. He'd not left her after all.

'He always wanted to ensure his presence. He'll never letme stray, never let me alone. He's always going to be my guardian angel'. Shemumbled

And just as she was reading the letter absorbing everyword as if he was saying it to her...

The bell rang.

Also posted on TWL.

To be continued soon.

Love

Sonshu

P.S: Anyone who is awesome at making headers please letme know? Please haan?

Lots of posts lined up. See you soon.

What's in it after all?

2011-11-03T17:24:00.000+05:30

The mystery has been revealed.

I was rather astounded when I received a mail from a certain 'G' as it said. Since I'm rather used to getting a lot of weird mails these days, this was just another to the list. Or so I thought. As I read through, I realized that this G knew a lot about me. He's probably been a follower for a long time. Anyway, I'll spare you the rest of the details but what amused me the most is what he asked me at the end. A post suggestion rather. It said: 'Whats in 'your' bag Sonshu?'

I've often been asked what I carry around in my bag, because honestly there's hardly a day where I go without a bag. Ever since I was a kid, I'd always have some sort of a bag along. Be it a backpack or a cute kiddie handbag. And the trend remained even as I have morphed into a so called teen. Haha. My friends often ask me why I always find the need to carry a bag, here's why.

Disclaimer: This is an image heavy post. Do not die of shock at the crazy colours or the bright pictures. I heart colour.

This one's a bird view of all the things that my bag contains. :) I don't always carry all of them especially when I'm carrying clutches or satchels but most of the times I prefer carrying all of it. I kind of feel incomplete without it.

This is the bag I chose, a current fav, its so glitzy and shiny and huge. It is a pink kitschy tote. And the best part is, it goes with almost anything and is so huge that it can easily hold all of my stuff. Not only that it is sort of perfect to go shopping as I can stuff all my awesome treasure into it.

Colossal Kajal by Mabeline and Street Wear Lip Gloss. I prefer to have these handy products for sudden unplanned trips, which keep happening all the time. Especially at college. The best part is, they are so handy.

Nightingale natural shade paper notebook to scribble doodles and write down stuff when I feel inspired. This book also sort of contains my wishlist as I see things and the things I need to buy. Including To Do lists. Also my staedtler fineliner pens, to make it colourful. I love writing with different coloured pens. The sponge bob straw is what I got along with my Mc Donald meal and I adore it and have to carry it along

House keys with customized made to order key chain (Sonshu). I love this and its super special to me because I've had it in like forever. The mustard rubber band is awesome because it fits my hair perfectly and I always like to keep an extra just in case. The phone is my baby. Yes I love my Nokia phone.

My scary beauty mirror. I got it as a gift and I find it uber cute. The two clutch clips are super useful when I've to pin my hair up when its too hot or something. The mirror is always of use duh.

Coin purse from Fab India. Customized. Yes I've made it specially as I wanted it to look. DIY. Very easy to make. I can do a tutorial if you'll would like or you'll could order if you want. :)

Easy to use portable purple tote. This easy to use portable bag is fab when there's extra luggage or something. I don't even need to get shopping bags with this around. And its purpleish indigo that makes it all the more awesome.

Random clips to pin my hair just in case. The clip holder is what I made myself. Again a very easy DIY and I like making these things myself because it just becomes a lot more fun and you feel proud to have made it yourself. How do you like it?

Rectangular wallet/purse. This one's super funky and has all sorts of stuff written on it. Cracks me up.

Starry box with shades, which I treasure because it's so girly and all. And my Mp4 player which I have to have all the time because it keeps my grooving and moving. Songs. :) Oh and if I've forgotten to mention my deo and my body and hand lotion. The lotion is a favourite as it is the dead sea one from Israel.

Yes, so that's my story. What's in my bag? Now you know. Also I usually have a book along which Im reading, I always carry it to read along when I'm bored. But currently I am not reading anything, so I need to go book shopping.

What did you think of this? Wasn't it a good idea by the reader? I sure enjoyed doing it.

Love,

Sonshu

Guaranteed: FAKE!

2011-11-02T18:13:00.003+05:30

Hello there my favourite people on all of earth.

Lately I've been typing like a maniac for the college newsletter considering I'm student head editor and all of that. (No I am not boasting okay?) Anyway, its rather weird how suddenly I get so much time to blog. But I should be happy. I'm already procrastinating about exams which are three weeks away. And I will continue to crib and grumble about it forever, till they're done. Bear with me okay?

Before I go on ranting anymore, here's food for thought. Its better to send fake mails to people who'd actually fall for them, and not to smarties who know when something smells fishy.Saves yourself some humiliation. Ha!

Yes I put a minute picture without details of the person who sent it. Karma. I'll be blessed. :) :P

Hi Shounshu,

We would like to mention how lovely your blog is and that we thoroughly enjoyed reading it. Also would like to state that we noticed that you are on the lookout for sponsors. Your blog name Smiles and Shines is very appealing.

Our company is interested in sponsoring your blog and we will deliver products for you to feature in your blog right at your doorstep. Please do reply with your address if you are interested.

Thankyou

Ganeshan

SERIOUSLY? You expect me to fall for that? Firstly, they spell my name wrong. Shounshu? If they loved my blog so much, they'd have cared to notice the name that I add at the end of every post. And if that wasn't enough to have me laughing, they named my blog Smiles and Shines? WTH were they thinking? I'm definitely not stupid and I can see through that fake gmail id and the pathetically written mail. Wow, thanks a ton for trying to pull off a scam, but not happening.

At first I thought I'd reply, but then I'd be encouraging it so I decided against it and just put the filthy mail up here for you lovely people to read. I'm sure this is pretty common. What is difficult to comprehend for me is that, who would fall for such sleazy tricks? It is so visible. So darn visible okay? And if people are so jobless to try and pull off such scams why don't they try and get their facts right? Maybe it might work out? FAIL.

Has something like this happened to you? Mail me. I'd love to hear your story. Not that its cool? But we could show mutual disgust for such jobless scam-mers.

Oh imagine a Mutual Disgust for Scam-mers society.

Lovely.

Till next time,
Love
'Sonshu'

When men take over the fashion booth.

2011-10-31T18:37:00.001+05:30

As I said earlier, I'll be talking about Fall/Winter 2011 trends. Usually I'm not someone who goes by trends or follows them but lately when I was reading Elle 2011 I found something rather interesting that's in fashion now. I liked the look and wanted to try my own version of it.

Apparently the androgynous look is in this fall and that's very interesting. I mean dressing up in something that men can also wear would be super interesting. Anyway these are some looks that designers did this fall but I didn't really use any as inspiration just put together a simple androgynous look from what I could find.

Oh and sorry for the shortage of pictures I've been on a whirl with my bro so I've had to do some timer photography and they've turned out okay haven't they? Anyway here's somethings I'd like to share with you for this Winter 2011.

My Most Loved Possessions This Fall/Winter 2011:

Yellow wedges

Yellow sling bag

Checked Shirt

Black LBD

Beaded Belt

Purple Symmetrical Bag

Velvet Ballet Flats

Tan Satchel

Peacock Earrings

Artsy Skirts

And the list goes on, but enough for now. :)

So what I'm wearing is:

Purple and White checked shit: Tibet Store

Black Blazer: Mustard (Borrowed)

Blackish Grey Trousers: Allen Solly

Shoes: Dad's (Park

Avenue I think?)

Grey rubber band: Commercial Street

Now this look is super simple and actually quite nice to sport. I borrowed Mom's blazer and Dad's shoes. And then later when I informed him about it he burst out laughing. I was like *laugh laugh at my expense*. Dad doesn't understand why I was trying to be all androgynous dressed and when I explained he concluded that I've lost it. See? The things we daughters do.

I do not look my best here, do I? Obviously. I won't say I'm a girly person but most of my clothes are pretty girl oriented so it was hard to find something to do this look but since I made my mind up to try it, I went ahead and did it. I actually kind of like the shoes. They're comfortable and nice though they were like two sizes lesser than mine. And the shirt is so multi purposeful. You'll be seeing it often now, well I'll try save you the horror and try use it less often. Anyway I've lots of posts lined up now. I have my seasons too and Winter seems to be my favourite.

Courtesy: Style.com
CLICK ON THE IMAGE TO SEE A LARGER IMAGE.

Oh and notice in one of the pictures I've done the side partitioned gelled look. Hahaha. Bangalore is funny that way. As I write this post sitting in the balcony I can feel the chill wind that hits lightly against my face. Actually I'm almost freezing. And suddenly it becomes scorching hot that you'd feel like roaming in shorts. Funny innit? I love it nonetheless.

The story I've been working on turned out bleh so I worked out another one and I've lined it for you'll next. :) I'm suddenly all excited and I've become all bloggery. Anyway. The story coming up and lots more. Honestly this season seems to have me going and I've been writing and blogging a lot. :) Yaaay the blog is no more starved.

Till next time.

Love,

Sonshu

P.S: The much requested Halloween look is coming up soon. Though I didn't attend a party this year due to lack of time, I will do a look and put up pictures. :) Post Halloween hahaha. :) Till then keep it spooky. Mail your Halloween look, I'd love to see.

When the geek comes running around?

2011-10-30T11:46:00.001+05:30

Today is a holiday. It is a Sunday. OMG. Happiness. Can you actually believe but its been ages since I had a fun, sit online all day Sunday. That reminds me of how much work I've been doing lately. Gosh, save me Lord.

So I love waking up to mails and the other day I woke up to see so many mails, and these weren't random offers or fb mails they were people mails. Diwali wishes, and fan mails. Oooh saying that makes me feel like a star.

The 14 year old and me continue to talk, she's adorable and it just takes that one mail to make your whole day. Anyway there was another person who wrote to me saying they wanted me to do a geek look.

I've actually always been a fan of the geeky look and I think matching the geek specs with a chic outfit would do wonders. So instead of the entire geek look I went for a partial geek look. Now what's better was that I was actually going to the book store. Isn't that a coincidence? So I didn't want to over dress but I didn't want to look plain.

Prints are in this season so I thought why not play with some cheetah prints. I am an ardent fan of animal prints though my animal print collection is minimal, if I should say. Oh and I also just found out Tunics are in too. OMG. How cool right? So this would sort of qualify for a basic FALL/WINTER 2011 Book Store Look.

Wearing:

Geek Glasses: Church Street

Purple Symmetrical Bag: Vintage Shop

Almost Tunic: I don' remember?

Cheetah Print Tights: Muscat, Oman

Purple Flip Flops: Westsport
Dark Purple Kada: Fab India
Pink earrings: Indo Dubai Plaza
Belt: DIY (Made by self)
Black and Purple Bangle: Sale, Westside

I seriously wish one day I would walk home to see so many free clothes lined up for me, oh wait shoes too.

:) Honestly. In other news, a reader asked me if I was open to collaboration and sponsorship. WHO ISN'T? The reader suggested that I make a page to let interested sponsors know. :) Also if you'll know anyone willing to sponsor, let me know. It was a reader idea. And a good one. Thank you Kashyap.

Oh and recently I tried out a new look that's totally in this fall. That and more about fall trends, next post.

And if you'll notice I am responding to your mails and requests so do keep sending in such requests, I'll love you'll. Hahaha. Lately college has been relaxed but exams in about 20 days and I have got to buck up and study you think? Yes I have.

And sorry to all those who look forward to my writings and random ramblings, lately I've been facing a writers block. I've actually been working on a story, so wait for that too.

Till next time.
Love an more love
Sonshu

P.S: Halloween is around the corner, I don't think I'm going to dress up this time. Kill joy. Have college and other plans. What did you go as for Halloween this time? Mail me pictures, I'd love to see.

Have you tried the latest fall look? Mail me pictures, I know you are a fashion bomb.

When Blue met Purple.

2011-10-28T19:32:00.001+05:30

Hello there awesome folks from Readersville.

This post is going to be a quick and short one.

I am back with some fashion action. So my friend and I were rather bored on a Sunday and decided to visit Tibetean Market, you have heard about it right? I did not want to shop okay. She wanted spaghettis so I tagged along. Here's what I wore to shopping again.

Guess what? I got myself these super hot wedges from somewhere in Brigade road. They are yellow and gorgeous and I am in love with them.

In other news, I've taken up to yoga, and I must say it has been a calming process so far. Usually I'm the bubbly, overly excited thing but recently I've become soft and mellow at times. Plus yoga will do me super good for dance and weight loss.

Oh, sad that I just came to know about the Great Indian Shopping Festival at Forum. I definitely have to make a stop there before November 1st. Want to tag along anyone? :)

Also, coming soon on the blog is some featured fashion bombs, who've taken me by storm with their amazing fashion sense. Mail me your pictures.

I received a sweet mail from a 14 year old recently and I'm going all gaga over it. I love such mails. They make my day.

Also going to be talking about Fall/Winter 2011

What's in and what's not?

Oh and finally, is there anything you'll would want to see me sport? I'd love to do a readers choice.

Wearing: Blue abstract top: Forum

Blue leggings: Dont remember (Vintage piece)

Purple Ballet Flats: Local shoe store

Peace pendant neck piece: Ayesha, Bangalore

White Belt: Sale

Blue Bangle: Mom's

Plaited air: Self

Purple rubber band

Blue hairband (Not visible in the photo) :West side.

Love

Sonshu

Oh and I PROMISE you to have awesomer backgrounds/shoots soon. Blame the bro and the camera.

Also check out my previous post: HAIR

Vote for it on the IndiBlogger Contest here: IB

Hello there new readers from the October Followers Fest. Feel free to browse along and stalk my blog. I welcome you here. Do leave your links so I can get back to you. :) Lots of love. <3
I will make sure to do another costume post soon. :)

Hair, its a funny thing I tell you?

2011-10-28T19:06:00.001+05:30

People who are obsessed with their hair,

Those, who care a damn about it.

Some of them just pretend to care

Others who torture it and send it to hell

But then there are those who love it for the way it is, and treat it as special as anything else.

Yes, I know of people who are crazy about their hair, fiddling with it every minute or so, always checking if its right, and honestly it can get irritating, for their hair and for others. Those people who maintain their hair shabbily, don't rinse it regularly, and tease it like crazy, aaaaah, if I was hair I'd scream. I swear on my hair I know people who torture their hair, straightening it one day, curling it the next, colouring it every week, adding chemicals, dying often, and what not? Such people are seriously demons from hell.

I strongly believe that hair is just like any other thing that has life. It is like a baby, it is like an organ, it is like a plant. It needs nurturing, protection and proper care. If it isn't given the above requirements, in plain english it starts hating you. Basically love it, and it loves you.

I remember, I was always the girl with the short hair, just so that it was easier to maintain. Back in 5th grade and even till 7th grade I had chin length hair, that'd just be right for two small fountain ponytails. But after 7th I wanted to experiment with hairstyles and grew my hair. I began using different shampoos to see what suited my hair the best. This was the worst phase for my hair, poor thing was being tormented as I was being a rebel and trying to experiment. It began throwing tantrums, hair fall, thinning of hair, scanty growth.

But luckily senses were back soon, and in no time I was back to being good girl. I let my hair grow.

One fine day, I went to the parlour to get a trim, and guess what? The lady chopped my hair so short that I began to wail and scream. I told her she had no rights to shorten the length when I'd clearly told her not to. I felt so conscious considering, i've a round shaped face and short hairstyles hardly do any good.

But, touch wood now that horrendous journey is just history and I shall not let history repeat itself. Come 10th grade, I began respecting and gently caring for my hair. I realized that Dove was all that worked on my hair, and I continued using it. I still use dove, though the old ones have gone, there is something that suits me with dove. I love dove. So I've been tending my hair delicately and its been giving me all the love in return.

I was called Ms Beauty Hair by all my friends in 10th and I still am known for my hair. Its staying with me like I wanted it to and I'm showing it how much I respect it.

Love is a two way street, love your hair and it loves you back. That's by far the most honest and true line I've heard. My example is one to believe and I've lived it.

I'm now in 12th grade with pretty long hair and its just the way I want it. I love it. It loves me. We love each other.

Now some humour and sentiments.

Here's to my hair

Thanks for being there for me when I needed you

Thanks for covering up for me when I was crying and didnt want anyone to notice

Thanks for making me look prettier

Thanks for not letting go when I pulled you so hard

Thanks for being good hair days and bad ones

Your very existence has me intimidated
Our journey together is forever.

This is also a tribute to all those battling cancer, and those women who aren't afraid to go bald. You'll are the prettiest. To bravery and fighting.

Love
Sonshu

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Because life is just cool. Wohoo.

2011-10-26T13:06:00.000+05:30

Walking home to your pre-ordered copy of a Nicholas Sparks book is fabulous. And your day just becomes better. Yippeeee. Recently I've been going overboard with my shopping, whether its clothes, accessories or books. Trust me, its super funny and I actually enjoy how everyone's talking about my shopping obsession at home. Thrift stores, bargaining and random shopping is utterly cool.

So when mom, aunt and grandma were going to out I felt the sudden need to go. No, I had no interest in shopping, just wanted to go along you know.

But its rather weird how I ended up buying a tan satchel. Which is so damn cute and useful, it has multi zips and is a great deal. Yes, I can't help it I shopped. Anyway then I put myself on a ban and ended up breaking the ban and shopping more next week. So lately I've been miffed with myself.

What I'm wearing:

Black and white tunic : Commercial Street (Awesomest bargain ever)
Three-fourth jeans: Westside
Black porous ballet flats: Bata
White desi chain: Thrifted
Black and Silver rugged bracelet: Brigade road.
Bag: Marks and Spencers

Ignore the pointy feet, I was swirling and dancing around being rather bored.

Though the white desi chain is not really seen, its a personal favourite and I had to get my human tripod brother to click these pictures. He was cribbing and grumbling as usual. The ballet flats are extra comfy and I loveeeeeee them, its so casual and you can wear them everywhere.

Its diwali, wohoooo right? I'm super happy. Festival of lights and all. But I won't be bursting crackers as usual, I'm a fan of clicking pictures of them though.

Its sad that we have to wear salwar and kurtis for college so I'm bored of it and for diwali I'm definitely not going to wear that. Wait and watch what I wore for diwali. Coming soon.

Show me what you wore for diwali, mail pictures to me. You know I love getting your mails.

HAPPY DIWALI to all of you. :)
Have a safe one.

Oh and I love diyas, so I'm definitely doing that.

Tell me what you thought of this outfit, a random day out.

Ways to become invisible to the world.

2011-10-24T21:21:00.000+05:30

This may sound random,made up or unrealistic, but the fact is it is very much true. This is a truestory.

One say I received amail, from an unknown sender. Now this is not really uncommon because my emailis all over this blog. But what's weird, is that the mail was freaky. I kind ofhad to read the mail over and over about ten times till I actually believed it.Do you want to know what the mail said?

Dear Sonshu,

I am a follower of yourblog, and I like the way you write. It touches the soul and I think you can bea great author in the near future.

I have often seen postson how to be famous, I think that it is trivial considering fame is notimportant in life. I am someone who has a lot of fame in life, trust me. I amno actor or singer, but where I am, I am famous. Everyday I pray that peoplewould stop noticing me and analyzing me, I'd like to know how to becomeinvisible, please answer this query of mine. In fact you can do a blog post, Iwouldn't mind. Thank you. Please help.

-WannabeInvisible.

Weird is it not? Anyway,I was rather bored so I decided to answer it anyway. Besides I think the mailis kind of sweet and cute and all. But the whole wanna be invisible part isweird.

WAYS TO BECOME INVISIBLE TO THE WORLD:

1. Walk around with an invisible blanket that can be borrowed from Harry Potter.

2. Stay indoors, lock your room and practically live there. Don't bother ever coming out of your so called pad.

3. Annoy people, which further leads to rifts and hence people starting hating you and dont bother about you. In turn you become invisible.

4. Get a makeover, like total makeover so no one knows its you and they won't bother stalking you.

5. Stop doing anything whatsoever that calls for attention. Basically stop living, turn into a lame ass boring character.

Those are the random five ways I came up with to become invisible to the world. I believe that becoming invisible is like next to impossible, because we are social animals and the world is meant and rests on the principle of socializing. There is always that one person who's interested in what you are doing.

I'll leave you off with Aristotle's quote: 'Man is a social animal.'

Please excuse the completely insane post. When I'm asked such questions I become rather crazy.

Love and more love

Sonshu

P.S: More updates on the shopping, ban and more shopping soon.

Outfit posts, soon.

And another letter soon.

When Alibaba went to fashion school.

2011-10-22T14:23:00.000+05:30

Hello folks, awesome people.

I'm back again with some fashion love. And guess what Ali Baba has been in fashion for quiet some time. Did you'll know? If not, listen. He went along and completely shook the fashion world.

Yes, I was in a completely Hippie mood and I decided to go all Boho. I love Boho-ness and honestly it is one of my favourite styles.

The pants are a new love, and currently booming in fashion here. They're called Ali Baba or Dhoti pants and honestly who thought it would be all fashionable, gosh I love the way it matches with just everything. Seems to do complete justice to my intended Boho look. These pants and the whole look also come under the Indian Hi Street Look for a super maniacal bold day when you are not afraid to experiment with colours.

Here are some pictures of the Crazy Warrior, Boho, Hippie look.

I'm warning you'll that I'm in love with these pants and you are definitely going to see it more often here, also the head piece is one of my favourites, so Warrior like and perfect to lighten up your mood.

Yes, I also took a picture of the intricate patterns on the pants. Just to show you'll how awesome they are, you should grab your pair soon.

What did you'll think of the look?

Photographer: Mom

Wearing:
Pink Spaghetti Top: Thrifted
Alibaba Pants: Brigade road
Yellow Woolen shrug: Pondicherry
Orange Hoop earrings: Commercial street
Head piece: Thrifted
Green Flats: Bata
Colourful Bangles: Gifted
Blue thin lined chain: Mom's

Love

Sonshu

A writing wala post coming up as always promised I''m going to balance. :) Wait and watch. :P

When things become as complex as the earth itself.

2011-10-19T20:29:00.001+05:30

Dear Whomsoeverthismayconcern,

Today I write to you as a troubled Earthian again, but this time I write not directly to you. This very special time, I send along one diary excerpt. It is for you to know how I actually felt after the incident happened. I would like to say nothing more as of now, as I am deeply troubled by the happenings on earth. I wish that such trouble may not touch you when you descend on this complex land

Diary Entry : October 18th 2011.

We were walking together, laughing our backs off. As we walked out of college, another day was over. We decided to stay back and click some pictures. The fragrance of the boiling corn spread through the group, the chat masala tingled our noses and we craved for corn. Nothing could stop us as we all walked across to buy corn. Just as I was getting my order, I felt something pinch me. At first I ignored it, assuming it to be some loser from the crowd that was slowly growing around this lucky corn seller who was going to make a fortune today. But later the incessant pinching continued.

As I turned to see who the hell was so annoying, all ready to punch them I saw an old man. Yes he was begging and he was pinching. Honestly, I don't really give beggars money because they are annoying and they can earn themselves. But sometimes I feel pity for old people and end up giving them something. This particular man though was an exception, the very look of him annoyed me. How dare he pinch me?

I shouted at him and controlling my temper I walked to the other side. All of us were sort of freaked. You may ask why I didn't react...but the answer to that lies in the fact that this man looked mentally unstable. We all felt it, and as psychology students we are taught how to deal with them. But he was no normal person, he was a beggar and a greedy one at that. So we just ignored him. He continued pestering us, till we finally told him to get the hell out of there and stop irritating us like a buzzing bee. The corn seller frantically shouted at this man too because people were running away from his stall due to the creepy old man. We were indeed saved. *Sigh*

On the way back home, as I always did, retrospecting, I thought of various aspects. I've already spoken about beggars once but that is not what I want to say this time. Shouting at the old man made me feel sad and guilty. He was not really in his senses and I couldn't blame him. But what else would one do when someone was pinching you? Tell me what would you do? He even tried to snatch my friend's ice cream. How can people behave like that, old or not?

What would you have done?

***

As I said I won't say anything more, I'll just bid goodbye for now, but I will be back soon when I'm well to talk again dear person, keep safe and don't come to earth as of now, it is not a nice place as you see.

Love,
Earthian Representative.

Love,

Sonshu

P.S: A fashion blog post coming soon too. And don't forget to mail me, with pictures or letters. I love hearing from you.

Shopping is a happy thing. You know it!

2011-10-17T20:44:00.000+05:30

As I promised, I am back with some action and inside scoop.

The other day, I was randomly being bored as usual and my friend called and said she needed to go shopping. Of course the word shopping always wakes me no matter what. So I was all curious as to why the sudden need to shop etc. Apparently she wanted a wardrobe change and like a complete makeover, and she mentioned that since I was such a shopaholic it was best to go with me.

Here's what I chose to wear to go around shopping in Commercial street, a place I love because of all the lovely things and hate because of the buzzing crowd. Yes, we share a love and hate relationship, like many other people.

Images copyright to Toucher tes rêves

I didn't really click loads of pictures as I always do because I literally had to force my brother who was in a bad mood to click these. And by force I mean coercion, like serious annoying. After all the drama he clicked two pictures both of which I have uploaded here.

It was a pretty lazy day so I sort of decided to go for a very casual look, with a spaghetti cross over and to avoid tanning I pulled along a shrug. If you don't know I'm a crazy accessory fan so I have to always have some funky accessories on, like always. So I decided to wear the squared long chain that really is what I call a geometrical chain. I added the bronze kada to give it a vintage look and the skirt is a personal favourite. The sandals are rather new so its my current obsession and the anklet was a random last minute add.

Wearing:
Across the shoulder spaghetti - Marks and Spencer
Long squared neck piece: Don't remember
Bronze Kada: Commercial Street
Knee Length skirt: Thrifted
Green anklet: Gifted
Leather Sandals
Black shrug

What did you'll think of the first fashion post? Let me know! You know you can mail me anytime? Or leave a comment. I'd love to hear from you.

WHAT'S NEW? You can mail in your pictures to be featured in my 'Featured Fashion Bombs' Section. Coming soon.

If you think you know to get your way around clothes then dont forget to mail your pictures to princesssonshu@gmail.com and you shall be featured :) Yaaay!

Love,
Sonshu

P.S: Shahrukh was in Bangalore and I did not know it. How ignorant am I? But I always live resting on the hope that someday he'd probably know me personally.

P.P.S: Ignore the copyright symbols all over, paranoid.

Hurrah, I am finally doing it.

2011-10-15T22:22:00.002+05:30

Smile. Cheer. Laugh.

Don't throw tomatoes, pretty please?

After a lot of thinking, and re-thinking. Analyzing, weighing down options, debating pros and cons and what not, I have decided to do what I've always wanted to do.

Start a fashion blog.

Let me tell you something. Shhhh. Okay well, I've completely lost it, over excitement. Anyway, I think I'm going to start a fashion section on this very blog. This blog is too close to my heart and I think starting another blog will be all too tedious. So you are going to have a potpourri coming your way readers, and I promise I won't stop on the usual posts. So it is going to be double dhamaaka.

What I first did was I went ahead and told all my friends about it, them being fashion freaks too. So we're all pretty excited now. Are you?

Tell me what you think about this new idea.

About the winners of the competition :) YES YES. I'm finally doing it, announcing the much awaited results.

But there is a twist. We cut down on one prize because there were only ten entries which was very depressing for me, but probably next time. So we have two prizes. And the winners are: (Sorry I can't link right now, linker problems!

Runners up goes to : TeeHee! Yaaay darling, you won it! You wrote well, as I already told you.

Judge's say: Her story was short and sweet. It conveyed her message and brought that out beautifully, it touched my heart and was a brilliant read. I think you should write such emotional, sentimental stories, its your style.

Winner is: Shawty!!! Your story was brilliant. Fabulous and I loved it girl!

Judge's say: The story that I read here was something that should go into a magazine, it was that well written. What a wonderful way to express the different stages in ones life. Truly, a good read. You completely deserve this!

Now both of you please mail me, so that I can send in the gifts to you'll? :)

The judge also said he enjoyed reading the other stories, and wishes there were more participants. How I completely agree with him on that.

Now, I'll leave you with this. But I swear to be back soon.

LOVE <3

P.S: I think I'm craving for a new look, watch out, you might just see a different look the next time you come out here.

Love,
Sonshu

Things are definitely not as they seem.

2011-10-13T18:59:00.000+05:30

She got into the train and walked around looking for a seat. Luckily she found one, the only one there was next to an old man. He looked around sixty or so and he had a smile on his face that was sort of stuck on his face permanently. Astounded, she quietly sat down and continued reading her book.

'If I was you, I'd read something chirpier child' he said sarcastically.

She looked up to see if that was meant for her and she saw the grandpa like person addressing his words right at her. She smiled and remembered the good old don't talk to strangers thing and continued to read her favourite book of all times.

'Child, its rude to ignore your elders and honestly, why read something so tragic?' he asked as if it was his business.

'Excuse me, but it is none of your business what I'm reading uncle.' she said sternly. He seemed sad with what she said but it didn't look like he was offended.

'See child, I had a grand daughter just like you. And I know you won't believe this but that was her favourite book. She always imagined that she'd have someone like Romeo for herself. Sadly she did and it all ended tragically.' he spoke undeterred by her rudeness.

She stared at him with a quizzical expression, unable to say anything she just mumbled a hmmm.

'Do you want to know what happened to her child?' he asked sweetly.

She was disgusted that everyone else in the compartment was fast asleep, why did she have to listen to him and his stories, didn't he have anything else to do. Already annoyed by his constant interruption she gave him a whatever look. But he seemed to be immune to the meanness.

'Perhaps you don't want to. But I'd like to tell you, lest you be hurt in life. You remind me of her, a lot and I somehow feel I should tell you this.' he mumbled.

'Her name was Ana, she was seventeen something when she first started believing in love, it was that time that she was completely obsessed with Romeo and Juliet. Let alone Romeo and Juliet, she was obsessed with any romance and was a total believer of princes and happy endings.' he said looking devastated, as if he'd lost someone he valued a lot.

'I'm so sorry for your loss' she said feeling bad for her behaviour. She regretted whatever she'd said to him, but the damage was done.

'She and I were close, I was her favourite gramps as she said. She shared everything with me and I told her stories from my time and how I fell in love with her granny. One fine day she told me she'd found her prince charming, I was delighted and asked to meet him.' he said softly.

Before I could mumble something rather stupid he cut me and began narrating once again.

'I really shouldn't have met him, I wouldn't have had to go through this pain. He was indeed a prince, in heart and looks. He was perfect for her. She was pampered and loved and I prayed that their relationship lasted forever. I guess God didn't hear my prayers. She was killed, on the railway track for her carelessness. And he killed himself because...you know.' he said breaking down.

'Please don't cry, I'm so sorry...but...' I tried consoling him.

'She was reading that very book, her favourite scene. She didn't see the train coming and it ran over her. Her body was grotesque, I've had nightmares since then.' he said

'I wouldn't read while crossing a railway track' she said carefully looking at him.

'Child, I hope you wouldn't. I just told you this story because I see her somewhere in you.'

'I'm sorry uncle, I was so rude to you.' she said apologetically.

'Its okay, promise me you won't be careless with the life God has gifted you with. You are more important than a story in a book, remember that. Anything else for that matter.' he said carefully staring at me right into the eyes.

''I promise' I said wondering why I was talking to this stranger. The train came to a halt and it was time to go. I got down and waved at him one last time and began to walk. He'd told me this completely depressing and tragic story and spoiled my reading time.' she thought to herself and put the story behind her and walked, not giving it another thought.

***

5 years later.

'Bye Jubbie' she said and left the house. As she was walking in the path she was thinking about how blissfully perfect her life was and how lucky she was, to have such a perfect husband.

She was out to go shopping and have her girl day. Mani's and Pedi's and a pampering session for herself, after all she was up all night the whole week taking care of her four month year old baby. She had a long way to walk and she'd forgotten her ipod at home, so she pulled out her book and began reading. She was reading Harry Potter for the billionth time and yet it was interesting.

Suddenly she heard horns and people screaming. She turned around to see a car come across heading for her direction. She wanted to move, everyone was screaming and hurling 'MOVE! GET OUT OF THE WAY! at her but nothing seemed to work. Her brain froze and it felt like she was glued to that spot. Flashes of the uncle on the train came to her. Of his grand daughter's story, but she remained thinking. The driver lost control and hit her...almost. She heard the car come to a halt right before her. It was inches away from her and then she felt woozy and fell to the ground. The last thing she remembered was seeing uncle holding her hand and whispering, 'Wake up! Wake up...child!'

***

4 months later.

She woke up with a start. She could hear whispered noises around her. She felt a stinging pain in her head, it was throbbing. Slowly and gently she opened her eyes. The first thing that hit her were the green curtains. Damn, she was at the hospital and she knew those green curtains! The first face she saw was uncle's.

'Hi child.' he said.

'Hi uncle, i thought about you. I don't remember what happened...I was..' I started speaking fast.

'Relax. I've a lot to tell you.' he began as usual.

He seemed like a particularly good story teller and spun his words with a magical spinning wheel. He put everything down so carefully and sweetly so as to not hurt me.

'You were crossing the road and the car almost hit you. I was in that car, headed to a book reading. You weren't injured physically but the doctors say, you went into a state of traumatic shock. You've been in coma for four months. He came and visited you. I contacted him, but he hasn't come in two months. Luam is here with me, and currently he's fast asleep at my house.'

'What? Jubbie left me? But uncle...he loved me...and he loved Luam.' she said crying...unable to hold herself together.

'I know. I know. I saw the way he looked at you. But something happened and he's vanished, no contact.' he said.

'Er...uncle are you sure? And thanks a ton for saving my life. I was so stupid, I took no heed of your worthy advice.'

'Its okay child, go look for him, but not now. Rest.'

'Yes uncle'.

***

2 months later.

*Knock knock*

She had recovered completely from the traumatic shock and now she lived with her child Luam all alone in their bungalow. Uncle paid them a visit once a week, after all he was an author and book signing events and reading took all of his time. Uncle had appeared as a genie or a guardian angel in her life. She owed her life to him. Jubbie never returned, and no matter how much she tried contacting him, he'd left no trace behind.

She opened the door and was astonished to find Jubbie standing there. She walked outside, instead of calling him in.

'And you seemed to want to turn up after such a long time Jubbie? What's the special occasion?' she asked bitterly.

'I'm sorry, but I didn't know what to do. She made me leave you.' he said shamefully.

'Oh, so you were cheating on me?' she asked casually.

'I said I'm sorry, she made me. I don't know what I was thinking. You deserve better than me.' he said

'Oh please, don't give me that. So damn lame Jubbie. You don't deserve to stand here. You left me when I needed you the most.'

'I came to invite you for my marriage.' he said nonchalantly.

'We're not even divorced.' she said looking at him astounded.

'We are. I have so many blank papers with your sign on them. How stupid you were.'

'I don't even know who you are any more. Get out.' she screamed.

'Bye. I don't think I'm sorry anymore, your not even hot!' he said and walked off.

Just like that she realized how wrong she was about things. The people who you trust the most in life seem to be least trust worthy and those you don't even give a thought about, care the most for you. She'd made some big mistakes in her life but she decided that it was never too late, and she was going to make her life perfect. She had a beautiful baby and a great guardian angel, she could make things right.

And she did.

Love,

Sonshu

When Cats and Dogs fell in 'Love'

2011-09-15T22:09:00.003+05:30

I've been gone. Where you may ask? I'd try to be funny and say 'Gone with the wind'. You'd tell me how lame that sounded. I'd say 'I hate you'. You'd tell me you love me. I run away, cheeks turning crimson. You do know I love you too right?

Its weird how some people are waiting for you, like they were sent by your guardian angel. It makes you wonder if the world is real. Makes you re-think the possibility of the entire thing being a segment of your imagination. And then that book comes along telling you how wrong you are. How everything is true and cruel. You're broken- into tiny figments and you believe that nothing can fix you back again. But you're proved wrong when he comes hopping along, and mends you into one like you were always that way. That much is enough to tell you a lot that was supposed to be said.

You were lying in the trash, thrown by someone who brought you into this world. Around you lay filth and disgust, it made you sick to death. You felt a strong urge to puke, with all that pungent odour. If only you could walk and say something, you'd tell her how she didn't deserve you. But you didn't let go of yourself, held on. The pretty woman came by and picked you up. You saw the sparkle in her eyes. She took you and cleansed you thoroughly. A new light, a new day. She made a promise never to let go, and you remained in her arms, and still do.

He jumped over the fence and ran across the lawn. She came right after him and they went around the house in circles trying to catch each other. Failed attempts left them in a state of utter disappointment but they did not give up. Each one wishing the other would surrender. So it happened that they had a telepathic conversation and both of them surrendered. She came towards him and they nodded at each other acknowledging the sparks that seemed to flow between them. She progressed taking longer strides with her paws sweeping the grass. He was ready to accept her the way she was and so was she.

Love exists in different forms. Does it actually have a definition? What is love to you?

Love,
Sonshu
(Sorry If I haven't been there much, been occupied with college work, shall be at your blogs soon!)

Priceless Theories

2011-08-20T02:00:00.000+05:30

PRICELESS THEORIES

The first contest ever on this blog. This is basically a short story contest. Priceless Theories, open to everyone who wants to write.

Rule Book:

1. We all have theories right? Theories about the most random things in life, everyone has at least one theory. Now if you want to know what I mean by theory, here's an example (hypothetical) : I think the best way to get over a break up is to accept it, live with it and stop consoling and pitying yourself.

2. Take any theory and build on it, bring out this theory of yours through a short story. There is no world limit, but it shouldn't be too long of course.

A THEORY according to what I'm saying is something you believe in strongly that may not actually be true. Its just your thought or perception.

3. If your still confused, don't worry. Its just a story which has a theme of something you believe in, to put it in simpler words.

4. You have to put up the story on your blog with the title : ''PRICELESS THEORIES'' and subtitle whatever you want to name your story.

5. After you are done posting your story on your blog, leave a link in Mr Linky at the end of the post. If Mr Linky is not working then leave a post in the comments section.

6. If you are not a blogger and still want to take part, I'd be pleased so please do take part. Mail your stories in a word document to princesssonshu@gmail.com.

7. Add the badge on your blog and do put it in the post! Just save image on your computer and insert in the post.

8. Spread the message.

9. The last date for sending or posting stories is : 10th September 2011.

10. Do take part because there's prizes! And of course because you love writing. &lt;3

Prizes:

1st Prize winner: Gets a badge for his/her blog (winner badge to show off), and two e-books (which one? Its a surprise!) and you will get a chance to do a guest post on this blog.

2nd Prize winner: Gets a badge to show off and an ebook!

3rd Prize winner: Gets a badge to show off :P and some love :P

AND YOU CAN START POSTING IN: 1...2...3

NOWWWWW!

300 Pebbles Young!

2011-08-19T16:39:00.000+05:30

A Letter to the people who deserve it the most.

Dear Loyal Readers,

I was in a muddle about how to start this letter. Unlike how I usually go on talking forever, I didn't know what to write. Let me start off telling you why I want to make this such a grand celebration. Firstly, we don't need a reason to celebrate, if people celebrate a lazy day then why not a 300th blog post? YOU- my readers, loyal followers and intellectual body of people who always tell me what to do - are the reason I came this far. Many people sent me mails and asked me to talk about the journey of this blog, my journey, and how I reached here. But I choose not to take up that task now, it is a journey that I'd have to do a lot of justice to and now, through the course of my exams that would be impossible.

Before we start celebrations, I have a few things I'd like to say. I do get to make my host's speech don't I? Lets hope you all don't end up falling asleep okay? (Like we do usually). My intentions of starting this blog were purely to express emotions and develop writing skills, basically something so keep me busy. But now, I am proud to acknowledge the fact that Blogging has merged with my soul and become a part of who I am. We all know very well that you'll are the reason I am inspired every single day, to switch on the laptop and type my heart away, you'll are the reason I feel like no matter how stupid and immature something may sound you'll will give me your opinions on it. You'll know me better than many of my friends, to say, you read me. What I write is practically who I am. You, my constant support are phenomenal and I dedicate this celebration to you'll.

Writing, I always loved that word and 'writing' it. When I asked mother if I liked to write when I was a child, she answered me: 'Sonshu, You always wrote. From the time you knew your alphabets you always kept scribbling something or the other. I always knew you'd turn up like this!' I was rather amused to read some of my poems as a child. Blogging is a medium practically where I can write. And, yes, if I do get to publishing that book of mine, I'll be thanking you'll too. All those comments you'll left have turned me into a better writer and with time, I am sure it'll improve my writing even further.

So let me end by saying, I will love you'll and thank you all my life. &amp;lt;3 You'll made me who I am.

Yours,

Amateur Writer

(I'd never send this letter, for the fear that I was being too mushy.)

Too much sentimentality driving you crazy? I'll spare you the horror. Time for the promised fun.

A Note- Sonshu

Honestly, I was rather shocked when people said they wanted to know more about me in this post. Once, my best friend told me- ''You reveal too much about yourself on your blog sonshu, you should stop saying so much about your personal life!'' When I sat down and retrospected I realized that you'll know very little about me, as I am now. So here's a small insight.

1. Six. Teen.

2. Stop believing in true love and fairy tales when she was struck by reality.

3. Breathes dance.

4. Seasonal obsession with things.

5. Has theories and philosophies about everything.
6. Loves the smell of mud after rain but hates walking in muddy puddles during rains.
7. Can be very contradicting at times.
8. Is not afraid to voice opinions, even if they're against yours. Loves arguing endlessly about some pointless topic, resulting in laughter.
9. Apparently has a distinct, weird sort of laughter.
10. Keeps smiling at everyone to feel happy.
11. Believes that a diary can truly be your secret confidante.
12. Sets goals for herself and works to achieve them.
13. Organized in a disorganized way.
14. Wishes to publish a book in future.
15. Hates pink. But owns many pink things because that pink is nice. See contradicting? Black is my favourite color, purple follows.

Can you believe I just told you 15 things about me? Isn't that more than enough? It is. It is. I'll keep saying more, you'll will comprehend more as posts progress. Look at me - so formal. I think the lecturers are having an influence on my writing. Haha. (:

The Button

The button, wondering what this is all about? Well, If you'll didn't notice we got a button. I put the button up long time but I didn't really notify you'll about it. So this button is for you'll to show that you read my blog or just randomly put it up on your website if you think you'd like your readers to know. Its also available on the tab section -'Button'

Just copy the code and paste on your sidebar or wherever you feel like. Show some love &lt;3

Toucher tes rêves now has a button!

The Contest

As I had promised you'll that I have something coming up for you all, here it is. Unveiling the Priceless Theories contest. What this is all about? Well it is a contest that involves writing. So get ready, put those words together, hold your thoughts right there.
This one is COMING SOON. Watch out, like real soon! And there's going to be prizes for winners too. Are you ready to showcase your Priceless Theories?

<3

And this is just to let you know, that I've lined up many more contests on the blog after this one so get ready to write lots. :)

What they Say

When I asked you'll to post in reviews about the blog or mail them to me, I didn't realize I'd get so many responses. This is what you have to say. &lt;3 You'll made my day. I LOVE GETTING MAILS FROM YOU'LL. All these sweets things you say about me, make me want to write more. &lt;3

Your blog is one of the cutest blogs I’ve ever come across. I haven’t finished reading even 10% of your posts and I’m a huge fan of your writing style! With the way you write even a layman could understand the thoughts put behind the post and that’s a rare but valuable talent that writers should have. If someone asks to publish a book of your blog, I won’t be amazed. This is one webpage where it takes a lot out of me to close it. Its awesome, captivating, insightful, fresh, numinous, thought-provoking, deeply affecting, Inspiring, and I can go on and on!

-Anuj

I love the title. 'Toucher tes reves'. Touch Your Dreams, right? Well, it's the first thing that attracted me to your blog.

Love the layout. It's sweet and simple.

And the best thing that I love about your blog is the way you write. There not many people who can present stuff the way you do. And it's just not the words but the whole feel about it. Simply put, it's just amazing. :)

I hope you (and your blog) continue to bring a smile to everyone who comes across it.

-DozingDodo

The blog "Toucher tes rêves" by Sonshu. I love how there is a ton of awesome stuff all whipped up into this fantastic blog. If you happen to be reading this, Sonshu, CONGRATZ! Keep up the good work!

-Zoe (she mentioned starting her blog and one of the reasons being that I inspired her?

How sweet is that right?)

Congrats on your 300th post. Only a recent follower but I love your blog already:) And I especially like the layout and the template.

-Priyanka

The best thing I like about your blog is the friendliness and innocence in your writing ! Keep it going :)

-ChocoPoco

I shall make an attempt to answer your question(s).

I think your blog is great. I really enjoy reading your thoughts, rants, poems, letters, and posts because I never know what your next post will hold. I like the fact that your blog doesn't stick to one particular subject but instead covered a variety of topics too. I know that it is a blog so it holds a lot of personal stuff in your life, but I really admire the fact that you are not afraid to share them. You are not afraid to voice your thoughts and share with us your experiences no matter how unpleasant they are. I love how your blog have some posts that holds little words but leaves the deepest impression. Your poems are always a joy to read too, for I find them very inspiring. Although some are dark and really depressing, I still find them very beautiful. The only comparison I can find is to compare your poetry to classic books. I HATE reading classic books because I CANNOT understand the language at all, but if I find a book that I understands, then I will find myself liking it such as "To Kill a Mockingbird" by Harper Lee. Sometimes, I don't understand poetry, so I don't like reading poetry books, but when I find a poem that I understands, I find myself liking it. In other words, your blog posts are like classic books that I find myself falling in love with after reading them because I UNDERSTAND. Your blog is full of creativity too, and that's what I like to see. It helps me with MY creativity sometimes.

-Shawty

Apart from that, your blog is superb! You express yourself beautifully and it’s a delight to read stuff here...Keep blogging sweetz! :) ♥♥

-Confused Soul

What I think about your blog is it is interesting to read. The literary pieces you write here are nice..

-Ayu

The Email

Guess what? Guess what?
Well I just realized that I enjoy reading your mails and it'll be so awesome if you'll mailed me often. So do mail me when you want, whatever you want. Some random blabber,
rants, things you want to tell a stranger anything!

princesssonshu@gmail.com

Yes, the random idea popped because when I'd put up the email last post some sweet person actually wrote me a random mail about something totally out of the world and I
had a smile on my face after that. So. :) MAIL ME.

Let us conclude this post, with a hope of a lot more milestones and a lot more readers. Of course, a hell lot of emails from you'll. Look out for the contest. Coming up right NOW. <3

Love,
Sonshu
(This post actually was so random!)

P.S: HAPPY 300TH POST TO ME.

Dear blog,
Thankyou for bearing with me so long, I shall let you free? Well, don't even think about that, you are in my clutches forevermore.
Yours,
Sonshu

<3<3<3

Preparations have begun, JOIN THE FUN!

2011-08-14T11:37:00.000+05:30

DISCLAIMER: THIS POST IS FILLED WITH A LOT OF 'YOU' involvement.

Aloha Lovelies,

How's the world been treating you. I love you'll for the amazing response I've been getting and to all the new followers: Welcome to this world of craziness buddies. Wondering what's with the title? Keep guessing. The agenda for today's post would be as follows: Ranting and then telling you'll about the 300th post.

Exams start on Tuesday, I'm dreading it. Its so ironic, I thought and planned these 4 days of holiday so well and now I end up having to study. Everyone's on weekend trips and Me? Sitting and doing morbid stuff like economics. How unfair can this get? Well, I can't change things so I should get to studying. Shouldn't I ? Bear with my rants. Please, its just one week.

Getting to agenda number two. Do you'll know what's up soon? Its my 300th post. yes, I'm turning old. Like real old okay? But this time its going to be different. Usually its all about awards and guest posts. This time I'm doing that post only for my readers. So tell me what you would like to see. We've already got pouring suggestions and that makes me so happy. But I want to do so much more and incorporate everything.

Now suggestion one is going to be a secret because that part of it is all left to me, it was made by Anuj from twitter again. Suggestion two made by dozingdodo on twitter is that I should take like a review of the blog and ask all my readers what they think of it. And hence I'm doing that.

What do you think of my blog. This blog? Maximum in about 10 lines. Send me your reponses, answers and reviews to: princesssonshu@gmail.com, @Sonshu on twitter, leave a comment on the blog, do something! You'll be featured in the 300th post. Okay? Just Kidding, But yes I would love to know what it is. I want to make this as reader-friendly as possible.

The rest of the post is all left to you. So do tell me what you want to see. This is the 299th post so the next post directly shall be the 300th post. Keep checking back here to see when its out. But first I need all your suggestions. STOP SLEEPING, START SUGGESTING. Okay?

Question: What would you as readers want to see in my 300th post. A READER DEDICATED POST.

Also tell me what new you would like to see on the blog after it crosses this milestone. What new types of posts do you want to read? Anything you have in mind that I should write? Mail in, tweet me, comment, but dont sleep.

Getting back to normal-ness. I actually had something lined up for you people but posting everything in post would be too much wouldn't it? I had some theories, to put forth so look out after the 300th post. (: Coming Soon.

Anyways,

Much Love

Sonshu

A troubled Earthian. HELP

2011-08-11T20:46:00.000+05:30

Dated: 16 August 2066

Dear Random person in space,

Hello, it’s me from earth. Yes, I may seem alien to you, but do you know that this is what you are referred to as by us earthians? Well, I truly do hope that you receive this letter after all the time I took to write it. Firstly I didn’t know who to address it to, so I’d be glad if you could provide me with sufficient details to contact you. Random Person In Space doesn’t count.

This letter is in regard to the fact that we have been facing problems on earth. I have tried my best approaching all the authorities but it has resulted in much vain. It is only fair that I talk to you, share with you our concerns since you are the guide to each one of us. When I spoke to the officials regarding the water and sewage issues they ignored my calls and constant messages. I even made a visit but they were unaffected. Next, we citizens faced problems with the robots. They have begun bossing over us and of course it is like they are the masters and we, their slaves. What shall I do dear RPIS? Down here at earth it has turned into one ball of chaos. The newly elected king was Robot Machialtiz, and we earthians are helpless. Earthians no more work at public or private companies; these robots have completely taken over. Let alone working, corrupt politicians are no more able to spread their nonsensical activities. We can look at all these changes from two aspects just as we look at everything else but I prefer to see it as a danger sign. Maybe those corrupt workers who had to be bribed were better, at least the work would get done. In this case, robots don’t even listen to us and it is such a misery down here. We really wish you’d help us.

I have one serious doubt though. Why is it that we have only two choices? Why couldn’t there be another choice? A better leader; something that will truly help our earthian race to progress! Just a suggestion but how about you pass by earth, drop by and check out the situation? That would be helpful.

Till next time.
Yours faithfully,
A troubled Earthian
(Representative)

Much Love

Yours,

Sonshu

AO: Ballet

2011-07-31T21:50:00.001+05:30

Balance and beauty
Added to poise
Lingering presence forevermore
Lyrical steps taken
Energy in grace
Tears whilst happiness

Posted at : Acrostic Only

Love
Sonshu

Love lasts forevermore.

2011-07-31T12:22:00.004+05:30

He staggered andwalked

She took longstrides, huddled against each other

They fall to therough ground
Vultures feed onthe flesh
They remained so-
Now and forever

Also posted under Sunday 160

Much Love,

Sonshu

Candies don't last forever, Scars do!

2011-07-25T20:26:00.001+05:30

Memories, make you or break you. Luck decides what it does for you, but what matters is what you choose to keep in those memories. Memories matter...How much do they actually matter to you. Have you ever lost a memory without wanting to?

She smiles, she laughs-

Snippets of memories flew in her mind,

Those times they laughed and kissed in the rain

The memories they'd promised not to forget,

Struck by a sudden wave

Those lengthy pledges were dissolved,

All in a minutes job

It was like it never was...

He pushed her to the ground,

Hit her black and white

She tried to save herself,

But it resulted in pointless disdain

A whip came next-

Caused scratches that hurt so much

She cried for that memory to be erased,

Sigh, nothing came of that.

Sorry, for such a long absence and all that. Its just that I've been really pre occupied with college and other assignments but I will try my level best to be here as often as possible and also on your blogs.

Lots of love,
Sonshu

Looking through the minuscule glass.

2011-06-28T21:57:00.000+05:30

Strolling on a road with shattered glass pieces

Thoughts gushing, how depressing the world can be,

And then I saw the colours shine

It was so mesmerizing to the eyes

A sight so beautiful, I'd rather not explain

I picked up the minuscule piece and looked through it

What I saw was the lush green of the grass

and then I noticed the deep brown of the barks of trees,

the magnificent blue of the sky pierced me

Then a butterfly passed through and I grinned with joy

I even noticed a tiny kid sitting in the corner playing with her balloon

Of course I saw my self dancing, enjoying the bliss

I was struck with a sudden blow of what a wonderful place we live in

Then it hit me, how much I grumble about the world being a cruel place

Sometimes we get carried away by our always ill humored selves and end up screaming at the world

Memories followed, reminding me that I should be thankful for what I have

Then a mighty, fiery wind hushed by and knocked me down

I was hurt, and the glass was broken

But I continued looking at creation with glistening eyes

Oh how thankful I am, to be here today.

Lots of Love

Sonshu

P.S: Sometimes, one just feels so inspired and happy. This was a piece that I truly felt and experienced.

158 followers Bang thankyouu guys.

LOVEYOUALL.

P.P.S: 5 more posts to glorious 300. :) <3

About the competition, Im still working on it so get ready people it'll be out pretty soon. Visiting you blogs this weekend.

Peace out buddies <3

If your happy and you know it clap your hands!

2011-06-19T01:07:00.000+05:30

The bell rang and it was time to go home. It was just one of those days when you felt like talking to, well, nobody and all you wanted to do was sit by the window sill and read a book. We all have those days don’t we? Well today was one such day.

The scorching Sun shone high up in the sky spread the warmth and yellow all over. It was like the Sun desired to display its power and might. I felt like surrendering, my head did the great job of being a pain and I could feel the stinging pain running through every nerve. Then I saw it, the bus approaching us waiting passengers. We all hurried to get a seat and although my favourite seat was taken, I found another comfortable and convenient one. As I settled down with my bag and baggage (Yes, I carried junk and stones to college, dummy!) the conductor came around collecting money screaming ‘Tickeeets’ in his screeching voice. I just felt like yelling at him to just keep his mouth shut but of course that would result is pathetic consequences so I decided against it and continued reading my book.

At the next stop this rather peculiar man and his child walked into the bus and headed towards the empty seats next to me. What I first noticed were their peculiar mouse like features. The small squiggly eyes that glare at you and give you the shivers, the ugly unkempt teeth, two of them popping out almost and of course the weirdly shaped nose and the small face all together. Father and daughter had similar appearances and they had this manner less behavior of staring at me reading like I was committing some crime.

First the kid was eating this milky chocolate and then she took out the wrapper and began dropping chocolate all over the bus seats with her father just telling her to ‘push it off the seat’ , her father glanced at me giving them the its-not-your-house-for-god-sakes-look! Next she decided that she wanted to worsen my sulky mood and began falling on my bag smearing white chocolate on it, she cunningly acted like she was reaching out to her father and began putting chocolate on my bag. I immediately wiped it off for fear of insects. This daughter of his was seriously an annoying creature.

As if that was not enough she took out a book of her own and began reading aloud. I saw on her label that she was in grade 1. She started reciting ‘If you happy and you know it’ and boy! Did she know them? No, she just kept saying the same If you happy…line over and over again you know as if she just wanted to annoy me. I was going to storm out shouting, but we had almost reached our destination. Going by facts, usually I say kids are adorable and I love baby-sitting because I think kids are the easiest to manage. This child though proved to be an exception. Yes, she was totally born to irritate and infuriate me. This creature started imitating the way I read and kept pulling her hair front and then pushing it back. As If it was necessary. Then she made her father get up and went to his seat and then again came back to her seat and continued the same process. I almost lost count of the number of times she did it because I was overtired. I was almost asleep when this first grader stamped on my feet so hard that I almost screamed. Luckily the bus came to a halt and it was time to go. I jumped out of my seat and quickly paced towards the door.

It was over. After effects: Moody behavior, Pathetic and ever so nuisance creating head ache, irritation, screaming for no reasons, bad weekend.

That’s exactly what kids can do to you. Evil souls they are sometimes don’t you think?

Love,

Sonshu <3

I've been visiting blogs, If I missed out on any please do let me know :)

NOTE: This is a note regarding the competition I was planning to conduct soon enough. It is obviously going to be a short writing inclusive competition so all of you please do take part. But before I have the competition, i would like to know how many are interested?

A Battle.

2011-06-02T21:09:00.000+05:30

I am in a trance

Seeing a me, that I have wanted to see

When the sun shone it told me I was,

exactly what I'd  dreamed of being

My universe began falling in place,

for a while it was right as rain

But they say that things last not long

Soon I saw an end to this ecstasy

He was right there at the end of the room

Gawking at me, 

I could feel his eyes pierce right through mine

and then he flew and he was right beside me

She fought with all her might,

to push away the blue eyed monster

Little did she know that reality beats dreams

Reality was evil

He crushed her into tiny pieces,

all that was left of her was ashes

She was broken into a million pieces,

and never was she sewn back

Now, that's the story of reality

Dear folks, understand that reality is a monster

All it cares about is proving its point,

and of course crushing your dreams

But you, can fight back.

I know you can, don't give up like her.

Destroy it and make those dreams come true. 

Love,

Sonshu <3

Imissya'll!

And I'll be visiting ur blogs slowly, it'll take time, please forgive me. I'll definitely catch up on all the action :)

Blessed

2011-05-20T20:34:00.001+05:30

I woke up to find myself petrified. There was someone standing next to my bed, my blurred vision wasn't helping much either. Slowly I began tracing your familiar silhouette only to find myself worried. Why were you in my room at this time of the night? I looked out of the window as the blackness of the eerie night crept onto me. You began striding towards me one step at a time. Each step of yours brought about a loud heartbeat of mine.

Then, you crawled onto the bed advancing closer and closer. I lay still, in a state of delusion. And then I felt your hands grab mine and envelop them tightly like you'd never let me go. My beats grew faster and louder, I could almost hear them. Sweat drops trickled down my forehead landing on my vest.

'Why are you here?' I heard myself mumbling.

You closed your palm on my mouth signaling me to stop talking, and I even obeyed. Then you made me get off the bed. We took exactly two steps forward, the sound of your shoes made the floor creak while my leg made a big thud on the ground in fear.

The room suddenly illuminated and they all stood in front of me acting innocent. A huge grin on all your faces, it almost felt unreal! With a huge board which said, "Happy Birthday, we'll miss you! Don't leave us who'll we scare then?" and then I stood, my face flushed and then teary. Happy teary. Blessed is the word of the day.

Love,

Sonshu ;)

P.S:

Note:

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And I'm back to being an irregular blogger. Very unfair innit? Sorry my lovely readers! Its just that college has re opened and the first weeks been a major 'Bomb'. And in between the reading books, going to college, travelling etc I miss out on blogging. Saaad. I wish we had unlimited number of hours a day. I mean seriously. Anyways since its 12th grade this year, its gonna be pretty much more busy than last year and it involves a lot of reading, so we're given a lot of book reading, reviews and all so I am totally enjoying it. To the fullest. :)

Now I'd promised Blackouts and a few other things. I'd even planned a picture post but seems like its not in fate for a while. I'll be really packed this week with dance and college. So prolly next week. Oh and my heartfelt apologies to those whose blogs I haven't been visiting! I miss reading all of you. I shall visit back soon, real soon!

The blogging world hasn't been that active either. Maybe its just as busy, haha.

Coming to the point, I'm going to try write a haiku and probably if I do make it, I'll post it. Tons of posts coming up, when? I don't know.

I solemnly swear to post at least once each week till July. :)

Tadaaaaahh! :) Cya soon.

Oh and this is post 292 :)

My note was a little Toooooo long. :P

Trust Me. You'll fly!

2011-05-15T23:18:00.000+05:30

Some days are smiley, others aren’t.

The world can be evil at times.

Don’t ever let go, Hold on

Trust me, a day will come when you shall open your wings and fly!

Also posted under Sunday 160

Love,

Sonshu.

Question Mark.

2011-05-14T23:08:00.000+05:30

Love?

Equals

Expectations

Equals

Trust

Equals

Space

Equals

Distance

Equals

Technology

Now read it backwards.

Love,

Sonshu <3

P.S: Pretty post coming up tomorrow.

Sorry about not visiting blogs, will be there soon!

Hope. Wishes. Prayers.

2011-05-09T12:28:00.000+05:30

Poverty.
Illiteracy.
Unemployment.
Why do such things never ever come to an end?
Sometimes, all you can do is pray, wish and hope
Because if there isn't any hope, there wouldn't be solutions
If there weren't any wishes, what should we count on?
And if there weren't prayers, how would we thank him?
Every obstacle can be overcome
All messes can be cleared
And someday so shall these
A day will come, when we'd not even know
What poverty is?
Who is illiterate?
And when does unemployment occur!
But these are only few evils, after all our world has many more.
Lets hold hands, and get rid of it.
Of it all.
Lets hope.
Lets wish.
Lets pray.

A Letter I'd Never Send : 2

2011-05-05T21:30:00.004+05:30

We all have a lots of things we'd want to say. I have a lot of letters I want to send. Except, these are letters I'd never send.

Dear Whomsoeverthismayconcern,

Hi, I feel rather awkward after writing the previous letter. All I did was rant about our evil little world, and I'm sure you don't even want to listen to me anymore for the fear that your not going to want to live in our world if its so evil. But of course as I always say the world is evil. But its also very beautiful. Its the essence of it all.

Now, let me tell you something I came across that day which got me thinking. Like seriously. My friend and me were standing outside this mall waiting to cross the road and then two little girls of age 11 or so came towards us. They were roadside beggars and they began pestering us to give them our bag, our band or just anything.

My friend: What on earth? Lets go that side.

Me: Yeah, god little twats, why're they torturing us, shouldn't they be in school?

My friend: Exactly, why should we give them anything, its not like we earn.

Me: Or its not like they can't.. in a few years.

My friend: God.

And the girls follow us to this side. They again start irritating us, but this time they begin saying rude stuff to both of us.

Girl 1: Yenn amma, yakke nanage yenu kodatila? Nimma athra eshtu clips alla idi, eshtu paisa ide, Nanna athra yennu ila (Translation: What girl/woman? Why aren't you giving us anything? You have so many clips and so much money, I dont have anything)

Girl 2: Hogi, Hogi, cross maadi, jaldi, illandre car nim male hogbidtini (Go, Go, cross, fast because a car will run over you if you don't)

Now, what do you think whoeversreadingit? Wasnt it wrong? Cursing us, Torturing us. Besides they're underage. They can still study and earn money. But no, begging is more fun isn't it? Dammit, when is it ever going to end. All this crap.

Now, seriously I didn't mean to make you dislike our world, all I've been telling you is bad stuff. Oh that reminds me. I had to tell you something I came across, or rather experienced. We were stuck in a traffic jam, as usual on a hot sunny day. But it wasn't a normal traffic jam, it was the jam with the ambulance. And you know, its so depressing to hear that noise. At least to me, because very beat of the noise is like a patients heartbeat. God, its crazy. Anyway, the whole place was jammed. And then here in this ambulance, someone's serious, the driver, didn't know how to drive, people were trying to give place he was going the other way. Seriously, I do not know what on earth was wrong with him. Anyway, everyone began honking loudly (which they love doing) so that the people in the front could hear it and then the whole thing began moving, except the driver of course, he was such a jackass. Haha, he still went the wrong way, anyways it ended up when the whole place got jammed because the ambulance went through tiny spaces, and no one cared about breaking rules then. One thing which hit me was, wow, there are 'Humans' left on earth. We're not inhuman to the extent. Yet.

I have something to tell you. I always do, don't I? But this is a good something. Okay, I've come to the conclusion that people are just nosepokers. We're designed nd customized in such a way that we havta poke our damn selves in everyones issues. Now the point is, you should do what you love. Example : I love to dance, You know. The thing is, many people say its a waste of time or whatever. But who cares? People say a thousand things, who the hell cares? They talk. Let them. You do what you want to. I'm going to become a dance, no matter what or who. And no one's talks can stop it. Live for yourself, do things cause you want to.

I recently came across a quote by a famous personality, she's known for being bizarre. This thing that one can learn from her is, she is herself, no matter what or no matter whom. LadyGaga.

Do not allow people to dim your shine because they are blinded. Tell them to put on some sunglasses, cuz we were born this way bitch!

-LadyGaga ♥

So this quote's like perfect. In today's oh-so-competitive world you can't trust anyone as I said in my previous letter, you gotta know what you gotta do. Now looking at that I was reminded that people are so selfish. At times. And they'd go to the extent of harming you to get their thing. As LadyGaga says, shine. shine. shine. Shine like you want to, people will tell you that its too much or its not good but who cares? Its just cause they're damn jealous. Jealousy man.

I'd like to end my letter on a note of hope. Here's to good memories, bad ones and the ones to come. Cuz we were born here. We're meant to live. So lets hope the next letter to you is more like 'good things' over bad ones? (: Lets start looking at the positive things.

Love

Your truly,

S <3

P.S: More letters to come. (:

Oh, and my fb page is missing all of you. Go visit. :) Soooon.