"Reality" Punches.. !! :-/

I was Happy, very Happy !!
I was Smiling continuously like an Idiot,
Clueless of the reason that's making me smile,
May be because, I could hold your hands finally,
Or, I could blabber all the time about you, with you,
Or, I could take your name "n" number of times irrespective of people around me,
Or, I could wake up beside you resting my head on you,
Or, I could listen to your heart beat in the drop dead silence of the morning,
Or, I could just stare at you, while you were still sleeping and think how lucky I am, to have you in my life,
Or, I could kick start my day with a good morning Kiss from you,
Or, I could just look into those eyes and wonder what made you occupy this "special" part in my heart, head and Life,
Or, I could wait for you endlessly, brushing off all the distractions to discuss about your day,
Or, I could end our previous day arguements with a Hug, just a Hug,
Or, I could plan millions of things to make you happy,
Or, I could do any thing to be with you every second, minute, hour, day and years to come,
Or, I could.. I could.. I could..
"Get up now, it's too late" !!!
All I could hear was, my mom's voice,
It was a Dream. A Beautiful Dream. For which I could sleep Forever.
Now reality hits me hard, punches me in the gut,
I collect all my energy to get up,
To see whether you've called, messaged or mailed me,
Sigh. No! You were Busy.
"Its okay" !!!! I try to soothe myself...

Impossible Love ...!!

I dedicate this post to my friend who can't be with her Love due to some circumstances... It goes on like this..

I don't remember the fights I had with you,
I only remember good memories about you.

I don't remember your "I'm Sorry"s,
I only remember your "I Love You"s.

I know you would have done a lot,
If they were possible.

I know you would have colored my life,
If it was possible.

I know you would have stayed with me forever,
If it was possible.

I know you would have showered me endless love,
If it was possible.

I know you would have made my life exceptionally beautiful,
If it was possible.

I know you would have helped me fly high,
If you yourselves weren't stuck in a cage.

I know you would have done the forbidden things,
If your situation was different.

But, I know you will love me FOREVER and EVER,
Even if it's not possible....

My angel !! <3

"I don't know.. You've to be here by 11:00 am, thats it !!". My team lead yelled and hung up phone on me.
Even if I travel by fastest means of transportation, I wouldn't reach the hospital by 11:00 am. I longed for some miracle to happen. This case is very important to me. I am a volunteer working for the organization which fulfills dreams of the children, who are suffering from long term illness. I got this case after a long waiting period. I was sweating. I was tensed. I was helpless.

Vicky called me for the nth time. I updated him about my whereabouts minute by minute. Vicky is my colleague. We both have been finalised for this case. He suggested yesterday itself that he would pick me up on the way. But, I was too stubborn and confident that I said I would make it at any cost. Now, I cursed myself for turning him down. My thoughts were travelling faster than the cab because of the traffic. I left it to god.

It was 11:30 am by the time I reached the hospital. I could already see vicky waiting for me outside. I mentally prepared myself that somebody would have attended this case in my place. But seeing vicky outside gave me some hope. I ran towards him. He was very happy to see me. His expression was similar to a child who is given a candy. Both of us hurried into the hospital. He told me that luckily our case was delayed. Wow !!!! How lucky I was, I thought ! For next half an hour, we discussed how our day should proceed. Once we were done with it, exhausted, we both went to drink water. There was a little girl near the tap along with her mother. We couldn't find a glass to drink water, so we started coming back. Then, the little girl who was observing all these, offered her bottle of water. We thanked her and left. I wonder why only kids get these thoughts, where as her mother was just quiet.

Finally, after 20 minutes, it was time to meet her. Both me and vicky were nervous, giving each other a fake smile. We entered into the room. There she is - Varthika !! It's her name. She is 11 years old. She has leukemia. Leukemia refers to cancers of white blood cells, where in lots of WBC's are produced in the body, but they can't carry out their functions properly in protecting body from diseases as these cells are defective.

She is fair, cute and normal like any other child of her age. She has cute dimples. A random person cannot guess that she is a patient at any cost. We introduced ourselves to her. She refers to me as "akka" and vicky as "vicky", because he insisted her to call like that. We gave her the chocolates which we bought. She was very happy. Basically, our main aim is to make her talk, talk and talk, so that we get to make her last wishes come true. Yes you read it right ! She is going to live for next two to three months. She is going to DIE.

VARTHIKA was very creative. She loves painting, singing and dancing. She is a studious girl. She likes rain. She likes watching cartoon. She likes movies and sports. Of all, she loves her mom, dad and her little brother dimpu. She calls him like that. We went on talking to her about lots and lots of things. She is a good orator. That makes it easy for me and vicky to make her talk.

As days passed, some where in my heart, there was a strong bond between me and varthika. She is very close to me now. I also feel that she is like me. We share lots of interests besides pani puri, gulab jamun and pawan kalyan. Vicky has a good sense of humour. He was good at making others comfortable very easily with his PJ's. So, it was a fun atmosphere all the time, unlike the normal hospital scenario.

It was 2 weeks already, and we had to force ourselves to ask her about her dreams. This part was a heart drenching experience for us, where as varthika was very excited.

1.She loved to have a big family like the ones which are shown in the movies.

2.She wants to become a doctor, when she grows up ( unfortunately she isn't aware of her future ).

3.she wanted to win first prize in the art competition which will be conducted in her school.

Mission 1 : The Big Family !!

Varthika's parents had a love story. Since both of them were from different communities, their parents objected for the marriage. Result - they eloped and secretly married in a register office. That is the reason, varthika's family is not in touch with her maternal as well as paternal grandparents. So, our first mission was to contact them and convince them. Vicky was in charge of this mission. He made it come true. Varthika was very happy. Later, he shared with me that, they were not willing to meet varthika first, they were worried about the disease being transmitted to them and all, but he had somehow compromised them. I felt sick at the thought that how could someone be so selfish !!

Mission 2 : The Doctor !!

Since she was already in hospital, this task was an easy one. We spoke with the chief of the hospital and arranged everything. She wore a white coat and a stethoscope around her neck. She walked like a doctor. She talked like a doctor. But, she didn't prescribe like a doctor, she had a beautiful hand writing and she wrote fruits names in that. Haha. She was very happy. We were too, but there were many times where I prayed, cried and waited for some miracle to happen.

Mission 3 : The Prize !!

Every year, the school in which varthika studied conducted art competition every year and varthika participated every year. But she never won prize in it. So, this year she wants to win at any cost and she's been practising until she has been hospitalised.
Actually, it was conducted at the end of the academic year. But due to the circumstances, we explained the situation and asked the principal to conduct a mock art competition for varthika. But he was a very generous person that he liked our work and supported us by conducting it early this year. That's great. The other great thing was that varthika won first prize, even though me and vicky bought her a barbie doll set as prize in case if she did not. She was delighted with both the gifts.

Our Missions have been completed.
We were happy at the same time, we were extremely sad about the future of varthika. And yes, she was the same girl, who gave us a bottle of water near the tap. She became my sweet little sister and vicky's sweet heart, he used to call her like that. She was an important lesson in my book called life. She was a fighter. She faced many complications through her therapy, but she never gave up except to this cruel leukemia. I prayed to god many times to make  varthika's dream come true, to make her get through this disease, to give her a chance to shower her kindness, spread her happiness to the whole world. But no, it didn't happen. She succumbed to leukemia after two months leaving a void in many of us, who knew her. It took some time for this feeling to sink in and absorb.

But yes, she lived !!!! In our hearts. In our memories. In our day to day activities. Forever !!!

I dedicate this post to my sweet little angel VARTHIKA, who is no more physically, but she is in my thoughts permanently. I'm pretty sure that she's in a better place spreading her happiness everywhere. She is my inspiration to move on with life no matter how hard it is. My greatest lesson !!!

Love.. Love.. Love.. !!!!!!!!!

As I sit by my window and watch this rain, I feel like penning down my thoughts about Love which can run or ruin this world. I think "Love" can beat any emotion that exists. Love is eternal. Love is Beautiful. Love is Everything. Love Inspires you. Love is Magical. Love is a Miracle..!!!!
And it goes on like this...

* Love can give you everything,
   Or, it can take away everything !!

* Love can do Wonders,
   If not, it can do Blunders !!

* Love can make you Positive,
   Or, it can make you extremely Negative !!

* Love can save you from the evil,
   Or, it can transform you into a Devil !!

* Love can bring out the best in you,
   Or, it can nurture the worst in you !!

* Love can make you powerful, cheerfull and blissful,
  Or, it can leave you dreadful !!

* Love can be smart and dumb,
   Or, it can make you numb and numb !!

* Love can make you feel alive when you are dead,
   Or, it can make you feel dead inside, while you are still alive !!

* Love can help you to take up any chance,
  Or, it can make you give up every possible chance !!

* Love can make you breathe,
   Or, it can take you to death !!

* Love can be thrilling, exciting and interesting,
   Or else it can be boring, boring and boring !!

* Love can be constructive,
   Or, it can be destructive !!

* Love can make you feel charged,
   Or, it can fill you with hatred !!

* Love can give you life,
   Or, it can make you take your life with a knife !!

* Love can make you passionate,
   Or, it can leave you desperate !!

* Love can be an addiction,
   Or, it can leave you in a rehabilitation !!

* Love can be full of trust,
   if broken, it can make you feel disgust !!

* Love can help you to be your best,
   Or, it can wake up the beast !!

* Love can make you survive ,
   Or, it can make you die !!

* Love can make you feel elated,
   Or else, leave you frightened, sad and scared !!

* Love can make you hire for anything,
  Or, it can fire you from everything !!

* Love can be full of surprises,
   Or, it can break you into pieces and pieces !!

* Love can be a drug,
   Or, it can leave you forever in a rug !!

* Love can be your strength,
   Or, it can become your weakness !!

* Love can be full of challenges,
   Or, it is filled with revenges !!

* Love can heal any kinds of wounds,
Or, it can leave you with unrecoverable wounds !!

* Love can make you admire and adore,
   Or, it can leave you abhor !!

* Love can give you a high,
   Or, it can make you feel sigh !!

* Love can be magical,
   Or, it can disturb your soul !!

* Love can take you everywhere,
   Or, it can take you nowhere !!

* Love can help you forget your past,
   Or, it can make you relive and stuck in your past !!

* Love can make you live every moment,
  Or, it can make you die every moment !!

* Love can make you expressive,
   Or, it can make you feel depressive !!

* Love can become a bridge that leads to your dreams,
   Or, it can become a calamity that destroys your dreams !!

* Love can make you feel everything,
   Or, it can make you feel nothing !!

* Love can inspire you to defeat the world,
  Or, it can detach you from the entire world !!

* Love can define and refine you,
   Or, it can restrain and refrain you !!

* Love can make you wander,
   Or, it can make you wonder !!

* Love can free you from burden,
   Or, it can make you feel burden !!

* Love can be everything that makes you happy,
   Or, it can be nothing that makes you happy !!

* Love can make you wait for your entire life,
  Or, it can make you hate for your entire life !!

* Love can be enhancing,
   Or, it can be devastating !!

* Love can make you cherish your memories,
   Or, it can crush and crash your memories !!

* Love can be foreverness and boundlessness,
   Or, it can be temporariness !!

* Love can open all the doors,
   Or, it can close all the doors !!

* Love fills your life with colors,
   Or, it can take away colors from your life !!

* Love never fails,
   Or it can fail everything else !!

* Love is eternal,
   Or it can be temporal !!

* Love can be an answer for your life,
  Or, it can be a question haunting for your life !!

* WHEN THERE IS LOVE, THERE IS LIFE,
  WHEN THERE IS NO LOVE, THERE IS NO LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!!

Little Words - Bigger Impact !! :)

My phone beeps for the nth time, while I was in no mood to have a look at those 11 pending messages sent by Appu. She is my best friend. Her name is Aparna, I call her appu.
She is a chirpy, lovely, expressive, caring and ofcourse my darling friend. I get up from my bed, walk into the kitchen, to eat something. Due to the on-going situations, I haven't eaten properly for the last two days. My hunger pangs were unbearable now.

Suddenly, I hear, "Pehla Nasha..", a default song set to my family members as ringtone on my phone.
I rush towards my bedroom, eager to know what's happening "there".
It is from my dad. He called me to check in whether I had my food, and following the study time table sticked to my bed-room door as I have my last exam tomorrow. I answered his questions and sat on my bed.

I could sense the tiredness in his voice, because from past two days, my dad has been staying in the hospital with the new born baby, who is about to get operated tomorrow. How could such a fragile baby be operated, I thought. My sister gave birth to this baby boy a week before completing 9 months. She dint even had a look at him. Due to complications, he had to be operated, so he was moved to a different hospital. My mom was staying with my sister at different hospital, my dad with the newborn baby and my brother taking care of their needs. Since I had my board of intermediate examinations, I was not allowed to the hospital and was staying with my neighbour aunty.

"It's a love story" by Taylor Swift, my phone rings, and I forcibly come back to the reality. It is appu. I answer her call hesitatingly. "Are you mad? Why are you not answering my calls and replying to my messages? Did you start preparing for your exam? Did you eat anything?". I could sense her anger. I said "Appu, I can't do it, please understand me, am not able to concentrate, am so concerned about everything that is going on and yes, I've decided not to attend the exam". Before I completed talking, I realized that appu hung up the phone on me.

Staring at the fan, on the roof, I sobbed slowly, thinking of how my sister and jiju dreamt of this baby, how we three of us, made a list of names starting with each alphabet, how me and my mother teased my sister on how fat she would get after delivery and how she would ignore everyone lost in her baby. By now, I was crying uncontrollably. I could hear some body at the door.

I went towards the door, wiping away my tears. It was appu with a cover in her hand. I could smell something spicy. "Pooh, listen to me, please have this, I know you're in no mood to eat this, or prepare for your exam, worst , you don't want to talk to me, but you have to, because you don't want to let your family down, not to make your sister feel guilty about it, and not to hurt your father, I know how much you love your father". Her words hit me hard like a punching bag. I hugged her and cried. She said everything would be fine and that I had to be practical. Some how, I felt little better, after flushing out my pain and that heaviness from me. I washed my face, ate what she bought and thanked her for coming home, while sipping the coffee she made. Appu stayed with me that night, made sure that I revised half of my syllabus.

I woke up the next morning with my father's call wishing me the best for my exam. I could sense something bad in his voice. When I told same thing to appu, she brushed it away by saying that he must have been too tired. Then, we quickly finished our bread, omlette and milk and headed to our common examination centre. Both of us were busy revising throughout our 30 minutes journey. Appu hugged and wished me for my exam.

I entered my room, sat on the bench on which my hall ticket number was written. I was never this nervous before. I used to be very confident like an experienced hunter. I prayed to god about my sister and the baby and lastly to get through this exam. Thanks to all those pre-final exams which I topped at my college. I completed the whole paper within two hours. I thanked appu for everything and hugged her tight after exam.
Then, on the way back to my home, appu and me stopped at a hotel to have meals.

I opened the gate and I could already see my dad crying inconsolably. Beads of sweat started to cover my forehead, my heart beating at its all time high, I rushed towards my dad. He hugged me and said that the baby was no more. I felt numb. I hated god for what he did. The baby died on the early morning itself when my dad called, but he dint tell me, keeping my exam in his mind. I couldn't think about my sister. She dint even had a glance at the baby, whom she carried carefully for eight long months. I questioned god "why my sister?" and cried like crazy. My brother calmed me down.

Days passed by, my sister was discharged. I was battling with myself, how to face her, as this was the first major shock that I have ever had in my life and I did not know how to cope up with it. To my surprise, I was blown away when the first question she asked me was "How did you write your exams? First rank right ?". There she is, world's best and bravest sister, I thought.

A month later, it was my results day, I dialled the number scrolling on the tv screen, my heart beating fastly, I entered my hall ticket number after the beep. I take a pen in my hand and wait to hear the marks from the other end, so that I could write them down!

English - 94/100
Sanskrit - 97/100
Chemistry - 58/60
Physics - 55/60
Zoology - 58/60

My heart was beating a hundred times per minute by now to hear the marks in botany, the exam before which I went through the trauma, which I wanted to give up, which Appu, my darling had forced me to write...

Botany - 60/60 !!!!!!!!!!

I couldn't believe ! I called thrice to that number to confirm it.
Now I was on cloud nine, felt like a feather in air. I felt as if I won over some evil force. I was never this content before. The first thing in my mind was APPU. Before I could realize what was happening, appu came to my home. It was one of those best days in my life, where I don't mind getting killed by a psycho or in an accident. How stupid thought haha !!

Its wonderful, how small push from a friend through her words and actions, can take you to the top!!
The next year, my father recieved a prize "best student" on behalf of me, as I had my graduation exams.
My dad was more than happy that day. I couldn't help but thank my dad and appu again and again in my head even today.

No Dog - No Trauma Rule !!!! :(

From childhood, I was very fond of dogs. When I was 4, my grandma and grandpa used to feed street dogs. I used to go along with my grandma to feed dogs in our street.

Along with this, we also had habit of praying to god with handful of rice, chapati or whatever we had in our plate. After finishing our prayer, we used to keep it aside for birds in our balcony. Since, there was a big neem tree in front of our house, there were many birds chirping all through the day. We used to keep food and water for birds in our balcony.

Because of this habit, my fondness towards dogs and birds had grown up along with me. Even though my grandparents expired, we changed our house, we still follow this practice.

As they say, where there is a will, there is a way, we used to find birds and dogs near our new houses.
 
We moved to new house near my dad's office. These quarters unlike many other places used to have more trees than houses. Plus, every house used to have open space in the front and backyards for growing plants. We used to have variety of plants - rose, jasmine, lily, papaya, mango, drumstick, tomato, green vegetables, guards and my favourite tamarind tree.

I had many friends near our old house. I'd come home only to eat. So, when we moved to new house which was in a colony, it was more like a forest and my situation was like a bird in a cage. I used to cry hours together requesting my mom to go back to our old house.
My mom was very brave in this aspect, because she used to stay alone at home when we went to school.

My dad is one such wonderful person who used to give "extra wonderful" ideas to kill the time, which used to pass very slowly like a snail. We used to play shuttle, carroms, ludo, chinese checkers, snake n ladder, word games and indulge ourselves in gardening.
Since there were lots of trees, there was no scarcity for birds. But there was only one dog near our house, which was white in color, very thin. It had beautiful eyes. We used to feed this dog, which used to sleep near our front door, accompany us in our daily walks.
I still remember how I cried my heart out days together, when 8 puppies of this dog died one after the other, day after day, in winter season. I used to stop praying to god for a week or so and then start it again when I forget the incidence.. :P

Months passed by, our white dog also died due to some health problems in its old age. We buried it in our garden at the back of our house.

After this incident, to pump up my affection or love towards dogs, another incident happened.
We had to take care of my uncle's pet "brownie" as they had to leave to their native for a period of 10 days. Brownie was brown in color, with brown eyes and was only 2 months old. We used to take care of it like a new born baby. 10 days passed by like a speeding rocket and then it was the same old story.

My mom never used to allow us to keep a dog because she had a flashback story as that hero had in a telugu movie who comes to city from a village :P. The story goes like this....
Long long ago, my maternal grandma had a dog and my mom was very fond of her. It used to come along with my mom and leave her in her in-laws home, since both houses were some what closer. One fine day, after leaving my mom at her in-law's house, on the way back, it was hit by a car and died on the spot. This was the flashback and my doesn't want her kids(us) to go through the trauma which she went through, hence the "NO DOG - NO TRAUMA" rule..!!  :( :( :(

So we never pressurized her about this. However, few days back, one of my friend posted a picture of a cute dog(you can see the picture in the end) on her Facebook wall, which was gifted by her brother. How sweet! :(
After showing the picture to my mom, I again expressed my same old wish to have a pet and asusual my mom was extra quick to reject my idea. I shared my grief with my friend a day after. To my surprise, she told me that the particular dog was being sold. I felt like a person who finds his lost child. I contacted her immediately, and she was ready to sell it to me. But somehow my mom flopped this plan too at last moment. And my wish to have a pet remain unfulfilled till now.

No matter how many useful advantages (of having a dog) I share with my mom, she never allows me to keep a dog :(

I wish to have a pet some day and show it to my mom.. :))
Hope that day comes soon.. Wish me for that :P :P

It takes a little sacrifice to make someone happy !!

Yes! It takes a little sacrifice to make someone happy. But that little happiness gives brings loads of positivity into your life..

Last year, my grandma's sister expired on an "auspicious day". That is what my aunt told me. She also told me that who ever dies accidentally on such days go to heaven. I've no idea what was so "auspicious" about that day, but when a person
dies it is a heart drenching experience whether, its a good day or a bad day.

I went to the funerals and was surprised when everybody present there were discussing about this so called "auspicious" day rather than the person who died. It reminded me of that picture where people prefer to take a snap of a fellow citizen drowning in a pool of mud rather than rescuing him !! :(

The next day after the funerals were finished, it was the time to distribute the gold of the grandma who expired. Her last wish was to equally distribute her gold to her granddaughters. Being one of her granddaughters, I was eligible to receive my share of 500 grams of gold. Plus, everybody were supposed to make it into a long chain ("Mango Chain", that is what we call it as :P, you can find the picture at the end ).

I never liked the way that design looks. Even my cousins had same opinion. So everybody decided to make their self designed jewellery. I was no different. :/

And we were supposed to wear this on her death anniversary function.

My mom refused to make it into a new design, rather she preferred to stick with the old one itself. I argued a lot with her, already knowing that I would win anyways. Thats what always happens to me whenever I fight or argue with anybody at home. Being the youngest one in the family, I strongly believed that pampering was one of our rights ( the younger ones right :D ).

Seasons changed, days passed, it was exactly a week before the death anniversary of my grandma. One of my cousins called me up curiously to know about my chain, with other cousins around her like a group of ants on a lump of sweet with lots of ghee in it.

I told her that, me and my mom would go and exchange the gold with a new chain in the evening. Little disappointed, she whatsapped her newly designed chain picture along with other cousin's chains.
They were beautiful!!

After I Ended the conversation with my cousin, I asked my mom that when we would be going to purchase the chain. She dint say anything. I repeated once again. She was expressionless and continued doing her work. I forcefully stopped her. She said she already bought the chain. I was angry at first, but later my laziness won over my greed.

I saw it, the same old one !!!!!!
We both argued. I Said I wasn't going to wear it anyways. I forgot that even my mom was the younger one among her siblings and stubborn like me.. :( :|

Two days later one of my bestfriends expired. He was very close to me. My guide, listener, adviser and my brother. I was in deep shock with his sudden demise.
Then came the day of my grandma's death anniversary. I dint argue with my mom about the chain. I wore it for my mom.

I was the only one who wore the chain with same design my grandma wanted. Everybody were praising me comparing with my cousins. My mom was very happy. After seeing happiness in her eyes, I realized our little sacrifices would bring lots of happiness in others... Also, my outlook towards life has changed a lot after this incident.

I didn't know whom to thank, but I was very thankful that I had to face this situation.

Yes, your own experiences make you learn a lot of things compared to any other book that you've read in your life. :)

Footwear Fantasy !!!!!!!

Shopping! Nothing can excite me more than this.. Be it when I'm Happy or Sad or Confused or blank or whichever mood I'm in..
I can just go on Shopping for anything statrting from a hair band to a foot wear till my jaw drops asking them to show different types or body aches or till my wallet's empty..:P

Few days back, along with my mom, I went to purchase footwear.
My mom finalised her pair fastly, like the time which flies away very fastly during play period in our school. And then it was my turn, asusual, I liked all the patterns shown to me which included wedges, flipflops, high heels and so on. My favourites ones were that with multiple color bands, stones, simple kolhapuri blah blah..

However my mom din't allow me to buy more than two pairs. So, like a merit student confused in choosing between various job offers, I chose two pairs atlast.

One pair was black in color with multiple colored patch work, where as the other pair was in daark red which I refer as "blood red", to which one of my friend says that, I remind her of a pshycho killer. Haha!! ;)

After 3 hours of vigorous shopping as in "vigorous excercise", for 3 pairs of foot wear, we finally left the shop, me with a big smile and my mom with a "I can't stand for a minute more" expression.

Feeling Exhausted, we both stopped, to have some fruit juice, so that we can go back home consciously as Mr.Sun was in a good mood that day ! :D

Then, we hired an auto for our 45 minute journey, stuffed ourselves and all our bags into the auto and sat with a great relief. My mom slept in between our conversation leaving me like that !! :|

I looked into my bag, took out the two pairs and checked the details of the heels once again, similar to a science student checking the specimen seriously in the practical examination. Then praised myself for the beautiful selection..:P. After few minutes of my examination, may be I was too tired, kept the bag in the space available in the backside of our seat and was listening to music on my mobile.

My mom woke up in the middle, when the autodriver was asking me for the route. Then, I slept as my mom was awake.

We came home, I was still sleepy, so I unlocked the door, slept by the time my mom came inside after giving the money to autodriver.

It was a beautiful weather outside when I woke up in the evening. After having my coffee, I asked my mom for the bags, so that I could try on my heels.. She searched in my room and asked me where I kept it. Then,  for a second, we both were looking into each other's eyes.

*Thuddd*!!!!!

It hit me hard, as if someone slapped me on my face, after realizing that I had left my bag in the auto itself.

After recovering from this shock, I went to the shopping with my brother in the evening again. Without creating much confusion or may be I was too depressed by the morning incident, I asked my brother to select this time. He did within no time like a blue litmus turning into red in fast reactions..:P.. They were beautiful with multiple color patchwork mainly highlighting the teal color beads..

For a moment, I forgot my morning experience.. :) This was my most beautiful n bitterfull shopping expderience..! But, I still miss those two pairs..:( !!!!!!!!