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“As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells . . . and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower . . both strange and familiar.”–Inkspell by Cornelia Funke
2)Eat & eat
4)Make over for my bedroom (with new bed spread,curtains….)
5)Blogging(i felt very content & happy doing it)
1) The Dust of 100 Dogs by A.S King
Check out the website :http://www.thedustof100dogs.com/
2)Audrey ,Wait by Robin benway
This is during the “goadh bharai” of my sister i just love this picture ..its so devine…
It speaks all..
The fear,the joy ,uncertainty & hopes of the girl who is soon going to be a mother.
Woke up with period pains & that annoying hammering noise at the construction site opposite to my home,looked at my mobile it was six in the morn,that noise was geting on my nerves…to deviate myself from it..so that i don’t end up with frustration & heavy head i just pluged in my head phones to listen to the radio..guess what which song was playing “Papa kehte hai..bada naam karega” frm qyamat se qyamat tak ! ..later herd the RJ saying it was father’s Day today…I am not a believer of these day’s…i wonder whats the need for it?
Mother’s day,father’s day etc….
Do we need a day to make our parents feel special or thank them for all they did..I don’t think so…
But i fell sullen as memories reiterated in my mind..
-That unspoken affection & love my dad always had for me,
-his desire to give best for us -food,education and lots more,
Many more things kept running in my mind,and soon i was crying…i felt a deep desire to meet him..i just wondered if would meet him again..& this thought made me more miserable..I was crying & never new when i fell asleep..
It was such a ponderous day,i guess i was missing someone..But y should i miss that person…when that person does not feel the same for me y should i feel like this?
Enough i am not going to think bout him(The second man in a girls life after her dad,i guess every girl tries to find something bout her father in the other man..& they end up expecting so much but forget that he is not a hero like her father to know every hidden desire of her’s ) anymore…but……..
most of the time i kept looking at my phone…now its enough…i am not going to be sooo desperate anymore,let me see how long i can do this…
To deviate myself from all this in my life I started to make up my room..
very firstly i put on the new bed spread..very colorful one…Check out…Hope its not too colorful..never mind i loved the look
This is what i put up on my table.So lively ,It did make my day……………
As he walk’s in my room & calls me “aapi” in his sweet innocent voice,whatever mood i am in it makes me feel smug….
we all at home are so much drawn to him…he sets the entire home with fun & joy with his innocence …
He is very fond of my room…look at him..often runs into my room
See the Look when he is annoyed !