And he lied again..

He was smiling.. I was smiling.. He was smiling for he thought he lied me once again successfully.. I was smiling for I already knew the truth.. He was happy to cheat me once more.. I was happy to know it before-hand..

He always told me that he is a bad guy.. He always told not to believe him.. But I was so stupid to see that it was the only truth he ever told.. He was indeed the worst guy I ever met.. He was not worthy of anyone's belief..

He constantly lied me with sugar coated lines.. He said he loved me.. He said he would never leave me alone.. He said I am the world to him.. He said he can't live without me.. I believed them all and he lied them all..

Then came a day when I realized his truth.. He left me at that moment when I needed him the most.. And said that it was all over.. May be it was not love .. Just an infatuation!!

I was scattered.. But somehow I carried myself up and moved on.. 

After long time , we accidentally happened to meet at the same place.. And after talking sometime.. He again said.. "I love you.." It rang in my ears a thousand times before I could respond.. I smiled.. He smiled.. And he lied again..

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The day he lied to me

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The Dilemma

"Aim high.. Be the best in whatever you do..Never give up..",my father says.

But when I talk about my dreams to propel on for success..he simply abrogates..

"Be the best you can.. Be dumb to what others say..",my mother teaches..

But when I share my wild dreams to achieve..she simply leaves..

"Don't be altered by the society and its interference..", taught my grandma..

But about being late for home at night..she reminds of social stigma..

"Dedicate and work hard to make your decision right..",my grandpa told..

But about age for making success and marriage.. a limit he holds..

"You are capable to do everything you wish..",taught my teachers..

But when I chose to do something offbeat..they proved to be mere preachers..

"Oh! So beautiful you are..!",said relatives and society..

But even a thought of being in fashion industry..turns you to be a rebel to almighty..!

"Follow your dreams and catch the rainbow..", my friends inspired..

But listening to my dreams..they all laughed..

I don't understand.. Why their perception is so confused..

All I learnt is.. Life is so tangled..

No matter what I do..There would be questions to face..

So better shut them up.. fly high.. and have a life to rejoice..:)

LIVE THE LIFE YOU THINK YOU DESERVE..

If someone asks what I want.. My simple answer is "FREEDOM".. Yes, you read it right.. Freedom is the most important thing in my life.. But whenever I say it, I get stares with questions..like.. "What are you talking about?? You are not a prisoner anyways!" or something like.. "You are a GIRL.. and you HAVE TO compromise your wishes to make a happy family!"

I want to ask each one of them.. "Who are you to decide what I should WISH or DREAM for.. and what do I do about them??" I never understood the norms of this society.. Sometimes I feel like I am ALIEN from some other place..who simply doesn't fit in here.. But then facing the odds and confronting those STUPID challenges are much more fun.. Being a rebel by nature is a bliss.. ;)

Introducing myself.. I am Tapasi.. I have always been stopped to do most of the things I love..just like many other girls.. But it attracts me more towards my dreams.. I love my freedom.. because I choose to be free.. I am a freedom freak.. freedom to be myself.. to listen every one but follow my heart.. ;)

I love to write.. I love dancing in the rain like a child.. I love going on crazy trips with my besties as well as a new friend.. I love go on endless shopping and also I love to do savings.. I love to do coding for softwares.. And I love reading novels.. I love to be with my partner as well as my family.. And I love my solitude.. I love to live my life.. And enjoy every bit of it.. I love being in my bed at times.. And I love to be with the nature.. I am special.. And I Love myself.. ;)

Theme:

1. Things that define me

Every woman has some things that she is passionate about, things that make her who she is. Tell us about the things that are important to you, the multitude of things that make you who you are, because you can’t be limited by one label.

“This post is a part of #UseYourAnd activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette Venus“

YES.. THAT'S ME!!!

If someone asks what I want.. My simple answer is "FREEDOM".. Yes, you read it right.. Freedom is the most important thing in my life.. But whenever I say it, I get stares with questions..like.. "What are you talking about?? You are not a prisoner anyways!" or something like.. "You are a GIRL.. and you HAVE TO compromise your wishes to make a happy family!"

I want to ask each one of them.. "Who are you to decide what I should WISH or DREAM for.. and what do I do about them??" I never understood the norms of this society.. Sometimes I feel like I am ALIEN from some other place..who simply doesn't fit in here.. But then facing the odds and confronting those STUPID challenges are much more fun.. Being a rebel by nature is a bliss.. ;)

Introducing myself.. I am Tapasi.. I have always been stopped to do most of the things I love..just like many other girls.. But it attracts me more towards my dreams.. I love my freedom.. because I choose to be free.. I am a freedom freak.. freedom to be myself.. to listen every one but follow my heart.. ;)

I love to write.. I love dancing in the rain like a child.. I love going on crazy trips with my besties as well as a new friend.. I love go on endless shopping and also I love to do savings.. I love to do coding for softwares.. And I love reading novels.. I love to be with my partner as well as my family.. And I love my solitude.. I love to live my life.. And enjoy every bit of it.. I love being in my bed at times.. And I love to be with the nature.. I am special.. And I Love myself.. ;)

Theme:

1. Things that define me

Every woman has some things that she is passionate about, things that make her who she is. Tell us about the things that are important to you, the multitude of things that make you who you are, because you can’t be limited by one label.

“This post is a part of #UseYourAnd activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette Venus“

Take a stand!!

I have been asking my mother and my grandma every now and then.. "Why can't my father do the households? What is wrong with a man doing(not helping in) the household works? How does that make him any smaller by doing his own work by himself..! Why a man or a boy do not have to do or learn the works like.. cooking daily meals.. sweeping the home.. washing his own clothes at least! Put his shelves properly!! If we as women are forced to do this..why not our brothers.. fathers.. husbands or any other man in the civilized society!" 

Every time I asked these..I was told to just shut up..! and by mistake..if I asked this before my father... That day was my worst nightmare..with all the NONSENSE explanations and preaching from my beloved mother and grandma.. All they have to say is.. It is like that.. And it will be like that..always.. Men don't do all these worthless works as they work hard at office all day long.. They need rest.. They need the house to be clean when they come home.. They must be fetched with best of the foods.. Even if they don't do anything at home!!! They have the sole right to take every decision regarding home!!

I just feel like yelling only one word at the highest pitch possible..."WHY!!!!!!" Just tell me WHY THE HELL should they have all these privileges?? Why a woman will do all the works for home and still have no rights to keep her opinion while taking decisions for home! Why is it too important to satisfy the so called man's ego..even if it is at the cost of a woman's self esteem!!! Why do we need to underestimate our self to make them feel proud of themselves even if they are clearly wrong at a point!!

I seriously don't get it.. If a woman can do all the household works even after working whole day at office or taking care of family.. what is the big deal if a man follow the same!! How is it justified that a man will be provided with all the best things..while a woman is indeed worthy of that! How is it justified that.. A woman must do all the things to just satisfy a man's ego!! He is just another human being after all!!

My question is not for any man.. Rather for the women in the society.. Why the hell can't you take a stand for yourself even when it is a question about your rights.. your self esteem.. your existence..! How can you be OK with all the inequality..! Why can't you just be yourself for the better of the house.. family.. society.. and for YOU!! Unless you understand your worth.. how can you blame the social norms..or the male rights..or the male ego..for dominating you.. !! Rather it is you who is underrating yourself...and no one else is responsible for it...

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This is for the statistics.. "More than 2/3rd Indian women feel,there exists inequality at home, between men and women"

“I am writing for #IsLaundryOnlyAWomansJob activity at BlogAdda.com in association with Ariel.”

CLICK..?? CLICK..?? CLICKED....!!!

Next day..he called me to meet.. He had come all the way from his home in the middle of the vacation.. just to meet me..(may be for the one last time..!!) I could not deny.. I also wanted to meet him.. to finish it once and for all..

I thought he might plead..or cry .. to convince me to stay with him.. But I had decided to leave..(I think so..!!) But hell no!!!!! he neither pleaded nor cried.. He just approached me with the same warm smile on his face.. just like the first time we met.. I don't know what happened next.. My heart skipped several beats.. I was taken aback!! I mean.. How could he be so normal!!! After all.. someone whom he loved with all his heart was leaving him!!!!

We went to a food court.. He ordered my favorite foods.. I sat there looking down.. I could not look at him.. He asked me many times..what's wrong!! I was silent..

And then he started.. saying.. "You always asked me why I love you so much jaan.. I always avoided.. Today I am going to answer every question you ever asked.. as I may not get a chance after this.. "

And he went on.. answering.. why he loved me so much.. why he din't keep in touch with friends.. why he behaved strange at times.. what he had been through before I entered his life..

I was silent through out.. I was not able to listen.. or perhaps I din't want to.. But I found out so many things I never realized in last three years of togetherness..

Finally, he dropped me home.. And before I left.. He said.. "I love you for what you are.. for all your flaws and strengths.. YOU make me love you.."

And I was clicked.. at heart.. All that he said made sense.. I don't know I ever loved him in last three years.. But at that moment.. I loved him.. not because all that he said.. But for he made me love myself.. like never before..

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Foe to Friend..:)

I had always been confused about friends and foes... I always believed that if we are meant to be friends, we will always remain as friends.. and the vice verse... But there came a day which proved me wrong.. And I feel blessed for that..

For some unknown reasons , she started behaving strange.. She never liked me.. whatever I did was a show-off or a waste according to her.. All she ever did was bitching about me from hell to heaven.. I was clueless about why it was so.. She was always insecure from me.. for unknown reasons as I told you before..

But all that never affected me because.. I was always like that.. I was in my world of imaginations.. fun.. living my life on my own conditions.. But I really felt pity on people who were envious of others.. for they waste their time and energy for others.. 

Then came the day.. Which made me realize that everyone has a story untold.. and life has its own twists and turns..

I was standing outside the tuition room.. Everyone had left for home..except her.. and me(her so called enemy).. It was extremely awkward for me because I never knew her personally and all I ever heard about her were the rumors she spread about me.. So I preferred to be quiet..

I just put my earphones in and played music.. Suddenly I felt something wrong..I turned around and she was right in front of me.. I was confused about what she was up to..

Next moment, she came to me slowly and asked.. "Can I share something with you??".. I dint no what to say.. I just nodded unknowingly.. Then she began her story.. Which she said I was the first person to know about.. I don't know how true it was..

She revealed the mystery.. She told me how I was an idol for many in school and that made more people envious of me.. She told me how she adored me.. But friends around her never let her come near me and confront..rather made rumors that she was insecure of me.. She told me all the things what she heard about me..and how she always felt that it was not the truth.. and she was happy that she never believed them..

She (almost crying..) stared at me like a child looks at mother for support and care.. I just felt something inside me.. I hugged her.. both of us were crying.. but for pleasant reasons this time... She was crying because she finally met her idol and her belief was right.. 

I was crying for I was happy for her.. Happy for having the guts and strength to listen to my foe and turn her into a very special friend  for lifetime.. :)

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