Life after exam

Life is so annoying. Sometime it gets hard and sometimes, it is way to easy. Sometimes I plunge into rock bottom and sometimes I am flying high.
Just a few days ago, I was thriving not to fall asleep. It was hard, trying not to blink and put pressure on the books, without the gross idea of what I am about to read. It was reading like a newspaper, you remember the headline only. Shit, I read that topic but WTF! Does it have details as well?
Such incidence are regular in time of stress. I was in stress, a big chunk of stress. I am bad at remembering. I cant mug things up.Its a trait. I try to understand and I try to relate it. Not all people do that. Some people can mug up entire topic and remember the whole line in an hour but cant remember the topic they were taught 2 months ago. I am more of like I cant remember and cram all things in an hour but I sure as hell can manage to stumble some words for topic taught and learned by me 2 months back.
Anyway, I had plans to come home and sleep. Sleep all night. Till the sun reaches the zenith. I had so much plans. All the stress of 72 hour, with little amount of rest and tremendous amount of stress in between those rest. My eyes were burning the day before exam finished. I was craving to sleep. And here I am, the exams are over but I am writing this piece of words jumbled and shuffled to from a paragraph and more of like an essay. Tell you what, I couldn't sleep. All the stress is gone. My back hurts like hell but I can manage to stay. I have managed to stay. Its hard. Its really hard. Wish I had the same amount of stress so that I can manage to push away my insomniac habit and sleep.
I had made huge amount of plans and effort to push it into reality. Turns out, only one thing has happened from that list, running this blog with 5 posts per week.
I cant sleep, I cant roam around the city and definitely I cant go where I want to go. Sufficiently enough to say, it gets boring. extra bit of sugar cubes makes tea bitter, so extra holidays and extra period of doing nothing is going to harm. DEFINITELY.

Catch Us [From girl's perspective]

Red roses, a flattering date, tones of compliments, what is it that a girl wants? Well every heart is a mystery, so is every girl. In this case, googling is not going to do you any good. So switch it off.

When you find a girl you really like, let her know first. Keeping it a secret won’t help. Not suggesting that you go and confront her, you have to make her feel that you are falling for her. And little things do count as dreamy as a dream guy sound, a prince charming in a fairy tale story, at the end, it’s all about being real. It takes actual work, so make an effort to really know her. [I don’t mean stalking her Facebook profile, or Instagram page.] Try to find out what she likes, ask her how she like her coffee, her favorite restaurant, her favorite book, songs she listens to, her ambition because that information tells her that you really are interested in knowing her and not just trying to flatter her. And be her friend. Someone she can count on to when the world gets heavy and someone who can show her that things are going to be okay and just fine. But have patience, you can’t expect her to like you back instantly. Give her time to decide and be persistent. 

And be there for her but not everywhere. What I am trying to say is that everyone needs their personal space. A few moments alone, a few things that only belongs to themselves and nobody else.

Love is a very delicate thing. It doesn’t happen at first sight. Faith, destiny may coalesce you finding someone but it takes hard work to make it work. Every individual is different and one of a kind, you have to remember your girl is special and she deserves your best.




The expression and advice is written by a fellow colleague of mine, a good friend Ms Upasana Karmacharya. It is in her words.

How summer has helped me in gender identification

Just after winter ended, there was a brisk of sunshine on the sky. Clouds were fading and warm lights were scattering. i was enjoying the serenity from my home, and was getting ready to go out. It was warm day, cold morning and night.
Sprayed a healthy dose of old spice and opened up the wardrobe and pulled out a tee and a blazer. Pushed the pant through and put on a shoe voila i was ready.
Oh summer, i love summer. Those days where i can actually differentiate a girl and a boy from dress up, from behind and from front. Gone are the days where i easily mistake a girl for a guy due to heavy clothing, long hair tucked and a full on mask. Even the 3-4 layers of sweater fooled me for man chest. I was like bro, how’s the food here. And when she spoke, i was like a haha, fooled me myself. i had to apologize and run to the next bakery.