Because words are peculiar; people ordinary. The girl who writes this blog. I wonder, I wander.

India celebrated its 69th Independence Day yesterday. Me and 3 of my friends also took part in the flag hoisting ceremony in Guwahati which was undertaken by the Chief Minister of Assam. After the flag hoisting ceremony was over,it was a long day for us. Sleeping with the Stars On. Posted in Black and White.

Looking for peace,justice and understanding. Some photos from my Garden. Dear readers,i am very shocked that my land is burning,blood is flowing like rivers,my lamps are being extinguished,the beauty of my face is being snatched.

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion. All the Gray Clouds above Our City. Heaven is Not Far Away. We lit it, we inhaled it, we got high. I Want to Go Out with You. I want to go out with you on a purple Saturday night, when every man turns blue and woman pink. Cars will pass with sweet songs.

Love, Lust , Butterflies. Looks like we made it. 14 HAPPY GO LUCKY IN LOVE. But I just asked the clock to move slowly, such quality time. Although, I loved it , naah the assignments. I just hated math and was relieved. Oops! He hugged again and again. I loved it but I was forced to move him away being cautious of the surroundings. Excuse me, What? I never proposed you , still.

Once on a silent weekend morning, much to my surprise, I heard some pleasant Indian musical notes being played on an air instrument in the streets outside. I noticed that the music stopped at certain intervals. Even though I had rushed to the balcony, I could not spot the source of the music. I was nominated for this award by the sweet fellow blogger, Baldeep Kaur.

I want to make you feel wanted . I do the same thing. I go to school, put on a fake smile, pretend like I care.