Little thing called HAPPINESS #1

The feel of being obsessed with the people we admire most. The story we would love to live. The best thing to do while you are tired of the whole world and would like to live another. The magical thing. This is happiness. 


Best is when someone gifts you the whole Harry Potter series as wedding gift. You have a husband who allows you to read till midnight and don’t disturb you. And the happiness you got the feel that you can reread this whole books again and again. Love Harry Potter!! ❀️ Thanks J K Rowling.
P.S. Just trying to keep on writing! 

500 days!

She sipped the coffee and looked into his eyes. He still doesn’t show any hesitation in talking to her. He is waiting for her reply as he asked a normal question. 

‘Today also you are going to walk me to my apartment, Right?’ She asked to broke the silence between them. He smiled and walked to the bill counter. They both exited the restaurant and started walking. She could feel her heart beating so fast while they covered half the way in silence. ‘So, you don’t like me, Right? You don’t like to marry a person like me. I know!’ He was talking normally. She just looked at his face, he smiled and asked ‘What?’ 

‘You don’t know me really! I am a very different creature. Have you seen any girl like me yet. I have goals..’ 

‘Goals like?’ He broke in.

‘I want to start an NGO for street children. I want to start my own Architect firm. I want my stories to get published. I want to buy an apartment my own and live there alone.’ She took a deep breath. He is still smiling at her. ‘Who said this is all big things. These are all normal. You can do everything as your wish. But you should live in the apartment with me and our kids.’ She laughed, but still feeling the weight in her heart. ‘You don’t understand.’ She concluded the conversation and headed towards her apartment.

Back in her room, she took the phone and rewinded the chats. The books he gifted, A walk to remember and the notebook, her favourite Nicholas Sparks is smiling at her. I can’t fall in love with him. How can I? He was a great support to her for the past few months. He know all her hardships, but she don’t know much about his. He is like that only. He came to talk to her only after reading her blog, even she know him for the past one year; she also haven’t tried to talk. Last time she went for a movie with him. First time with a guy alone. She never felt anything awkward. He was clean, never shown and flirty caring drama of normal guys. He always respected her likes and dislikes. He was like a great friend to whom she can lean. But today, he looked straight into her face and told he just need her in his whole life, in happiness and sadness, as his best friend and wife. He just need her answer. She was likely to say you are just my friend. But she didn’t.

Remembering all those moments made her numb. She took the phone and texted him.

‘Do you really loves me?’

After 500 days!

He put the car key in the ignition. ‘Baby, are you sure you took everything in need?’ She got into the seat and smiled at him. ‘Ha Baba, don’t act like my husband!’ He gave the most confusing look in a playful way. She gave a peck on his cheek as he drove the car forward. They rushed through the highway in the car tagged ‘Just Married‘. 

I am sharing a half relationship story at Blogadda in association with #HalfGirlfriend

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The Wrong Man Part 1: Prologue and Chapter 1

Here is another breathtaking story series from my writer buddy Zaf..
Please don’t forget to read the condition..

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Prologue

The girl awoke on the cold stone floor, disoriented. As her vision cleared she realised she was alone, darkness surrounded her. She looked into the solitary light that hung right above her illuminating a small circle with her at the centre. She tried to sit up but her hand and legs were tightly tied together. She started crying, what else could you expect from a 9-year-old?

She lay there unable to move, sobbing and occasionally crying out for help. There were no other sounds to end the frightening silence the darkness surrounding her accompanied. She fell asleep soon, her fragile mind refused to stay awake during this terrifying ordeal. She woke up a while later to find nothing had changed. She was hungry now, she could feel her stomach grumbling. But thoughts about food were the last thing on her mind, she missed her parents, her mother most of…

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Another year again!

365 days passed by!

Time to change the year column in our life. 2017 on doorstep!
Life will move on again. It will run and slow down often. Keep up the pace and be with it! πŸ™‚

Smile at everyone and everything! It will be hard sometimes. We will find it difficult to cope up. Hard paths will come and go. Smooth roads will not be easy to find. You may had big losses in the past year. Big achievements too. Expect everything for the next turn round the sun!

So be Brave! Except the worst & give a deep sigh when it is over. Except the best & smile at it the best smile you can give. Pamper the life. Love your family. Keep your best friends. Play with the kids. Cuddle up with your love. Hug your buddies. Travel with the best people in your life!

People will make you smile. They will make you weep. They will make you cry. They will make you laugh. They will make you tensed. They will scare you. They will hug you. They will tickle you. They will hurt you for sure.

Say good bye to every bad things you got till now and give a fresh kick start.

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Let’s say Happy New Year together!

May Almighty bless everyone around the world. πŸ™‚

Thank You my readers!
Have a nice time ahead!

Long Three Months!! #Part_1

My dear readers,

I would like to call you my dearest readers. It was a long break from me on WordPress only because of my lack of time to sit and write. I was out of calm environments and I was torn apart by the crucial schedules and work loads. And now, Here I am.. Expecting myself that I am back!! πŸ™‚

What happened after April 30th?
Why I vanished from the whole WordPress world. I have the most dumb answer. I was running out of time. o_O
I shifted to another job on the mid of May which shook my whole routine. I m working from 10.30 am to 7.30 pm (often that goes beyond 9.00 pm) and loosing myself on my already set track. I was expecting that all my mind freaks will settle down once I m back in to the track. Now what is that track? I was thinking yesterday (Independence day is not a holiday for me; Even Sundays are working day) what I m loosing for the past 3 and half months of running and what I got on these long time! (It’s not so long, but for me it seems too long!)

Replay in slow motion : May,2016 to Till date πŸ˜›
Bangalore Diaries
Bangalore! Not so rocking city for me. On the start of May I got interview for a placement in Cochin. Interview was held in Bangalore. that’s how me and my dad started our journey. Bangalore was a dream destination for me till then. May be the hype I got from my friends and family made me think that Bangalore is always rocking. But things were different for me. To a country fellow like me,Β BangaloreΒ is more than unbearable. From the first day itself I started hating the traffic, the busy moving city andΒ everythingΒ inside it. I nailed the interview and got my posting again in Cochin (Another city where I m trying to get gelled up for the past several years! 😦 City hater me ).
It will be hard, if I didn’t mention about my super cool brother who taken care of us on my interview journey. Vishnu, blogger cum dancer cum my sweetest brother; who roamed with me and Dad a whole day leaving his chores behind. Thanks honey!Β 

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Selfie with Darshith, Dad & Vishnu.. πŸ™‚

Things changed when I was directed to join at Bangalore for the first one month and my lone journey started there. Exploring Bangalore. On a cold morning 5 am I got off in Yeshwanthpur Railway Station. Every city have its own beauty on each time. So that’s how I started enjoying Bangalore morning! Chinnaswamy Stadium, Planatorium, M G Road, Brigade Road, Lakes, Parks.. And Udupi Garden. That was my destination for then, my guest house. Β For another one month that was my den, the burrow where I wished to end up every night. In a month Bangalore became my friend. First day itself I got a Kannada sweetheart Swati to roam around and gupshup (My secret quality). May be Swati is the one reason, I blended with the Bangalore city, hectic traffic and terrible rain. We explored hotels at lunch breaks and tried all street foods on our tea break. We walked through the street laughing; careless. We talked about everything under the sky. ❀ We had two weeks together and in that 14 days we became closer to each other. πŸ™‚ That’s how some relations are. We will never come to know, that this is going to happen.Β 

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Work Station gupshup with Swati.. ❀

Bangalore gave me another partner in crime too. My new colleague, whom I met on the third week of guest house life. The silent salient designer. From the moment we met on wards, he broke my shell and got in to talk (Then I came to know that I did the same to him also πŸ™‚ Introvert boy.. ) We ate together, we traveled together; still, we are the same.. (another two add-ons came to our team πŸ™‚ )

Bangalore was galore of memories..
The city where I met my buddies of lifetime, writers by destiny.. πŸ™‚ Darcy & Sana!
Yeah! It was on a middle of night we three met and laughed hugged and laughed.. Meetings happened again.. To cherish forever & ever!!

Now!
I miss Bangalore. I miss Bangalore weather. I miss my morning walk at the streets at Udupi. I miss those careless nights. I miss being alone at room and reading books till my eyes die for sleep. I miss something over there..

So that’s it. Bangalore gave me two beautiful people into my life! So many memories to cherish & tons and tons of happiness!

Do you wanna go Bangalore again?
NO.. Please.. I’m happy here.. πŸ™‚

More on way! Right now I m signing off after Bangalore Diaries!
Time out!!
I missed you all here.. I missed WP.. I missed writing..
Happy blogging! ❀

ZENTANGLE #AtoZchallenge

Zentangle is a type of doodling.. I came to know about that from Sneha and I started researching about it.. I love art always.. And Zentangle seems to be a special one.. I started experimenting on it for the past few months.. Now my new micro tip pens arrived and I am going to start zentangling again.. Zentangle is the best pastime which gives you concentration, accuracy and more creativity.. It is a way of drawing anything with repeated patterns.. Any one who is not so familiar with drawings can also do this.. This is similar to doodles.. πŸ™‚
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For more about Zentangle click here πŸ˜‰

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Thus, it’s the end of marathon writing.. April A to Z challenge 2016.. πŸ™‚

Yaaay!! I am done.. πŸ™‚ Thank You my readers for the constant support & encouraging comments.. Will be active always with the grace of Almighty..

Keep writing!! πŸ™‚
Happy Blogging.. ❀
Love you all.. πŸ˜‰

Waiting for May.. πŸ™‚

YOU #AtoZchallenge

Hey YOU,

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Yes YOU.. Give me a smile.. πŸ™‚
You are awesome.. You are unique.. You are someone who can do anything.. You are strong.. You can catch the wind.. You can fly in the air.. Close your eyes; you can feel yourself.. πŸ™‚ You are beyond your imagination.. Really!! You have strength.. You can dream.. You can chase.. You are what you think of yourself; not what others think about you.. πŸ™‚

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Stay positive.. πŸ™‚
Smile Always ❀

YHappy Blogging!! ❀

XEROX – The best buddy of Engineering Students #AtoZchallenge

maxresdefaultYou may feel it funny.. But this is right! Xerox is the best buddy of Engineering students.. At least in the exam days.. I don’t know whether this happens in Kerala only.. πŸ˜‰ The whole academic year will go like a cultural event and in the end teachers will go mad and we students.. We are already mad.. There won’t be any text books available in the library.. There won’t be any notes and the only destination is Xerox centers near the college.. There will be a big queue which we have to beat and get the necessary photocopies of study materials.. This is a part of every Engineering students life, while he is in Government college or Self-financing.. πŸ™‚ Those bundle of black and white papers will be the best friend for next days till the exam.. There is a tradition of handing over those bundles to our junior batch.. πŸ˜‰ That’s how I am linked with an X.. πŸ˜› Xerox.. πŸ™‚

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WordPress #AtoZchallenge

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For W nothing is better than this.. WordPress and I met three years back.. It’s around 3 and half years back.. I was in search of some designs by Lijo Reny Architects and I found their blog in wordpress.. Then I thought of starting a new blog (The old one in blogspot was damaged) πŸ™‚ That is how this 3 year old child is born.. πŸ™‚ My domain was in another name at that time.. Then I changed the name, got familiar with the wordpress process and found those wonderful wonderful writers here.. This is the best writing platform I ever had and some people I got from here are family to me.. πŸ™‚

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I met some masterminds.. some magicians.. some thinkers.. entrepreneurs.. everyone..

WSo.. WordPress for W.. πŸ™‚ Big toast to my people.. πŸ™‚ The family here.. πŸ™‚
Sri Di.. Neerja.. Deepika.. Kavya.. Bala.. Darcy.. Srinath.. Piku.. Sneha.. Rupzie.. Hema Di.. Tejas Bhai.. Jenny.. Jackie.. Jithin.. Teny.. Bhanu.. Bikram.. Love you all..

Veneziano – the villa project #AtoZchallenge

By the time I am writing this I am not a part of my old office anymore. But when I remember of the word V, the only one comes to my mind is Veneziano, the villa project I worked on when I was with my previous organization. There is nothing more to write about the project, that is why I m sharing some photographs of the Project.. πŸ™‚

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Club House.. πŸ™‚

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B type Villas

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At night πŸ˜‰

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Gazebo

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Entrance

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Front view