Letter to someone #5

To my mind twin.

You probably will never see this. Again, why do you never read my blog?

When I first met you back in highschool, all drenched in rain looking for someone to lean on, you pushed me away. And that’s when I saw you. Your face had such resemblance to my annoying little sister that I just couldn’t resist annoying you a little too.

Well, like all others, you hated my annoyance, then accepted it, and now relish in it. You’re welcome.

I remember how we sang! Or I sang, with my shitty voice and we loudly sang all cheap bollywood songs. I even sang JB for you even though I hated his music. But you liked it and I was in desperate need of a friend.

Changing schools had been hard for me. All my friends were left behind and I didn’t want to turn into a loner again. Like I was before. So I tried so hard, to make people like me. I did meet a friend but we didn’t click like You and I did.

This was meant to be. 4 years later.

It’s still the same.

We still sing now together, just better songs. I’m still just as weird, but now you are too.

The pair of us, what mischief we made. Always talking and laughing and singing. Always loud. People got so irritated, seeing us together living life so freely.

I don’t think I would be like that with anyone except you.

So thank you for being there. 🙂

Letter to someone #4

To the one who got away.

Do you know, do you have ANY idea how awesome we could have been? With my wits and sass and your wisdom and brains, the pair of us would be an unstoppable force.

But maybe you didn’t like me enough or just didn’t know what to do.

And maybe I just gave up too soon and showed no real effort.

But just imagine, in a perfect world, we would be best friends. You and me against the world. Do you know I didn’t want anyone’s friendship as bad as I have wanted yours?

But Alas! It just didn’t work out. And now we’re just acquaintances. Ones not likely to meet again.

And apologies that I became indifferent after a while but wishful thinking never did anyone any good.

So sleep stranger, not knowing that you could have a loyal and badass friend in me.

And I’ll sleep, knowing, that I finally said all I needed.

Final Goodbye.

The girl you never noticed. 🙂

Letter to someone #3

I saw you. We’re still friends.

To my third best friend.

I can see you rolling your eyes at that but come on.. I’m honest!

I like you like a thirsty crow likes water in a Sandy desert. Laugh, idiot. :p

You might not believe it since you think so low of yourself but I do miss you. And no, it is not creepy when I say it.

I know that I’m writing this before I leave but I know what my future self will be thinking and feeling so know thay when I say, ‘I do wish to talk to you’, I’m not lying.

I hope you read some of the books I suggested or atleast did something productive. You brood too much. Without me, you would fall apart.

Kidding! I’m joking. I’m not that awesome.

And you’re strong. You might not believe in yourself but I do. I believe in you.

You became a safe haven for me ya know? Just someone I could talk to and share everything with. This year brought too many new friends, good friends. But there’s only one you. And I’m glad we met. ( No, don’t think on the technicalities).

Right now, I’d be eating great food, reading and listening to good music. Life would be perfect. But there would be no one to talk too. And in those lonely moments I know I’ll feek weak.

I’ll crave for companionship. You made me that way. Just pulled me out of the isolation and made me habitual of ‘sharing’.

But this time, I’ll practice self control. Like I always did before I met you. I hope I succeed. I hope I don’t.

It felt so easy, leaving everything behind, burdening you with all my shit, trusting you with my responsibility. I’m a shitty friend ain’t I?

I’ll make it up to you.


The one you’ll never meet ( and so we won’t drift away)

Karma by Kevin Missal


My Rating: 2.5 stars

Genre: Thriller, Horror

Publisher Kalamos Literary services- InstaRead

About this Book:

Karman Malik a lonely man finds his wife standing outside his house.

But there are two problems.

One, she had died eight years back.

Second, she is not human anymore.

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Letter to someone #2

YEAHHH!! I love wordpress’ scheduling option cz now I can wish you. So this letter is dedicated to you:

The greatest gal pal one could ask for.

Even when we didn’t talk much or lost touch or just didn’t really indulge in a private conversation, I could still feel that bond of friendship and it was as strong as with anyone.

You are an amazing person. Even when I talk to you about my minor problems or victories and defeats, I see your real empathy and enthusiasm which makes me feel so lucky to have you as a friend.

The day I found out about that Lehnga story, I knew you were a badass. I knew I admired you. Because you DESERVE to chose yourself above all others. And the fact that you did it shows how gutsy you are.

Damn girl! You are fire. Bless the day you were born on this earth. The world needs more people like you.


( I wish I was there to really wish you and have a conversation and all that shebang but ahh.. Settle for this. )

You are incredible. Stay that way.

Letter to someone #1

To the one who I’ll miss the most.

This is gonna get just deep, man. So bear with me.

By the time you see this, I’ll be gone a week. Wait! Do I sound like that Hanna girl from 13 reasons why? Because I’m alive and well. Just, alone.

So let me try again. I’m already away for a week and you can bet your fine ass I miss you buddy.

Not just the lame jokes or tagging in memes, but the excited talk about books. When I’m reading anything (even now), I do think about you and how you would react to that book.

When I watch episodes after episodes, I remember our movies together. (Goodfella mofo)

So don’t you think I forgot you. I can’t. Even when you move a million miles away. Even when we’re not in touch anymore. We’re friends. Scratch that, we’re BEST friends. (Not friendzoning u btw *wink)

So just wait. Wait till I come back with all my charm and fun and weirdness because I’ll be waiting too- for your PJs, innuendos, weird slefies and Canada is great pics.

Did I get too senti? Well, see ya later sucker. (unless I die.)

I CAN PICTURE YOU shaking your head with a lopsided smile muttering, ‘No you won’t.’

No I won’t. 🙂

ARC Review: Now I Rise by Kiersten White

tumblr_n6hno2qIxr1sfxmouo1_500Now I Rise (The Conqueror's Saga, #2)

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Rating: 5/5 stars

Genre: Historical Fiction, retelling

496 pages
Expected publication: June 27th 2017 by Delacorte Press
I received an ARC from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review. The quotes I have used may be edited in the final published version. 
DON’T READ THIS REVIEW IF YOU HAVEN’T READ THE FIRST BOOK. SPOILER! (A review link for the first book is added below. check that out instead)

About this Book:
Lada Dracul has no allies. No throne. All she has is what she’s always had: herself. After failing to secure the Wallachian throne, Lada is out to punish anyone who dares to cross her blood-strewn path. Filled with a white-hot rage, she storms the countryside with her men, accompanied by her childhood friend Bogdan, terrorizing the land. But brute force isn’t getting Lada what she wants. And thinking of Mehmed brings little comfort to her thorny heart. There’s no time to wonder whether he still thinks about her, even loves her. She left him before he could leave her.
What Lada needs is her younger brother Radu’s subtlety and skill. But Mehmed has sent him to Constantinople—and it’s no diplomatic mission. Mehmed wants control of the city, and Radu has earned an unwanted place as a double-crossing spy behind enemy lines. Radu longs for his sister’s fierce confidence—but for the first time in his life, he rejects her unexpected plea for help. Torn between loyalties to faith, to the Ottomans, and to Mehmed, he knows he owes Lada nothing. If she dies, he could never forgive himself—but if he fails in Constantinople, will Mehmed ever forgive him?
As nations fall around them, the Dracul siblings must decide: what will they sacrifice to fulfill their destinies? Empires will topple, thrones will be won . . . and souls will be lost.

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