Thank You Everybody

Whenever I want to sit down and write a tribute to someone, one thing always confuses, who should I write the tribute to? There are so many people who we meet throughout our lives and whether we are close to them or not, at some point of time in our life, they all make a difference. Β Since wordpress has told me through its Daily Prompt that tomorrow the whole community, whoever comprises my little world , is going to see my blog, I have decided to tribute everyone and thank them all.

So, in the list of all those people whom I want to thank, topping the list will obviously be my Mumma and Puppa, they are very supportive people and very understanding. They may hurt me unknowingly at times, but I know their intentions are always to do the best for me. So thank you so much for being there. Next, of course, follows my sister, she makes we do all her work but still I love her. πŸ˜› She too hurts me lots of times but I know she loves me a lot, how much, maybe no one will ever know. Next I would thank the rest of my family, my aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents and even those relations whom I have only heard of and never met, thank you for being a par of my family and making me lucky to have relatives as supportive and fun as all of you. πŸ™‚ Next would follow a few special friends, starting with Akhila, my bestie and a friend who is one in a million. She is lazy, crazy and often pretends to be dumb πŸ˜› But she is understanding, supportive and has made me feel special about me, thank you Akhila for always being there. Next will follow Neha, what would I do without her. Her inspiring words and smiling face puts all my troubles at rest. Her stress free attitude has helped me change my perspective in life. Thank you for coming to my life a God sent Angle. Next would be the ‘Great Visalakshi’ πŸ˜› Jokes apart, she has made a drastic change in my life and helped me be strong, and of course taught me to be responsible and organised. Thank you very much πŸ™‚ Next comes of course Aadil, the guy with a low self esteem of himself but always there to encourage me and listen to my problems. My face is enough to tell him when I am upset, my mouth never needs to speak only. I still wonder how we were enemies in fourth grade, such silly kids. Thank you for coming into my life. πŸ™‚ Next is Anwesha, what would I do without a friend like you who listens and understands. Thank you for coming into my life, even though it has been only a small amount of time, you have made a huge difference.Next would be none other thank Saurav Dada for alwyas being that big brother whom I have never had and showing me the right way and always being so supportive. Thank you so much. Next will come of course IPKKND! That is something that must not be forgotten. First I would love to thank the directors, Lalit Mohan and Arshad Khan for making such a wonderful serial. Next I would like to thank the Production House, 4 Lions Films which would of course include thanking Gul Khan. then I would love to thank every single one of the actors, Sanaya Irani, for making that Khushi come to life who inspired me to be different and be strong, Barun Sobti, for making the ASR come to life and showing me why people behave in certain ways, Deepali Pansare for making the sweetest Payal ever, Akshay Dogra for being the cutest brother and Akash ever, Dajeet Bhanot, for making the cutest sister as Anjali, Abhaas Mehta, for making the best villain ever and for making me love to hate you πŸ˜› Utkarsha Nair for making me laugh with you ‘Hello Hie Bye Bye’ even when I was upset, Jayshree.T for aking the most adorable Nani ever, Karan Goddwani for making the most lovable brother i wish I had as NK, Sanjay Batra for being such an understanding father and enlightening me with some very good philosophies on life, Pyomori Mehta for being such a nice Garima, Abha Parmar, for being such a nice and cute Buaji, Swati Chintis, for being such a nice Dadi, whom again I loved to hate, Sana Khan for being such an awesome Lavanya ot La πŸ˜› Madhura Naik for being an awesome villain Sheetal and Finally Vishhesh Bansal for being the cute little Aarav. Without all of you, IPKKND would have never been what it was. It is a shame it had to end. Also I would LOVE to thank everybody else behind the success of this great show and making it my best friend.
After all this, I would love to thank everyone else who has come in to my life, be it for a moment for a long period of time, all you people have contributed in making a huge difference in my life. All my classmates since I was a kid till now, in 9th, for being such entertaining friends. Thanks to all those people who have hurt, insulted and back-stabbed me, because all of you have helped me in being stronger.
And Finally thank you to the most important person, Devimaiyya (God) without whom, I would have broken long ago, but She gave me strength to be strong, Thank you so much.
There is not one person in my life so far who has not made a difference. You may not have given solutions to me problems but you have helped me laugh, smile, enjoy and helped me become stronger. Thank you everyone. πŸ™‚

Yesterday’s Daily Post

Is It Time Yet?

I look impatiently at the clock. It is definitely ticking slower than usual. Ten minutes ago it showed 8:25 pm and now ten minutes later the time hasn’t changed. Or maybe ten minutes haven’t really passed but it just seems that way to me. It is really awkward but when you want time to pass, it never does. I guess they are not wrong when they say ‘a watched pot never boils.’ I have been waiting for the last two hours for 8:30 to come but the time has been stuck at 8:25 only. I hold my book tightly and force my eyes to move away from the clock, to my History book. I read two pages, and then somewhat involuntarily my eyes move towards the clock again. It reads 8:29 this time. One minute of not studying, cannot do that much harm, I think. I debate with myself if I should go one minute early or not. By the time the debate is over and the conclusion has been made it is already 8:31. I push my books aside and then run towards my computer chair. I turn on the computer and open YouTube to watch the thing that I have been waiting to watch since ages. I know Visalakshi and Neha have finished watching it two hours ago. I guess that is the advantage of having a T.V at home, you can watch serials on time.
Oh! By the way I forgot to introduce myself. I am Chamkeeli. Visalakshi and Neha are two of my closet friends. They both have a T.V at home, and have finished watching our favorite serial, Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon, fondly called IPKKND. The serial is like a friend to all of us, to keep us happy and cheerful.
Anyway, my serial has loaded and I start watching. A plethora of emotions come flooding out as I watch the serial. I abuse Arnav for hurting Khushi. Console Khushi to make her smile. Laugh at Mami’s craziness and smile at Arnav and Khushi’s romance. Soon the serial is over. I can’t believe the twenty minutes have passed so fast. The episode was as usual, amazing. I close the computer and rush towards my phone, it is time to call Visalakshi and discuss the episode. Visalakshi and I debate over the episode and discuss what can possibly be the future story. Soon my mother is calling for dinner. Throughout dinner my eyes stray to the clock. I’m only at the table physically, mentally I am somewhere far away, wondering how long is left to watch the next episode. It is 9:00 pm, there are twenty three and a half hours left. I sigh and finish my dinner, it is 9:30 now, twenty three hours more. By the time I am ready for sleeping, it is ten and there twenty two and a half hours left now. I settle comfortably on my bed, close my eyes and go off into a peaceful slumber.

Clearly form the above situation, you can understand that I am desperate to watch my serial. Naturally if a serial is like a best friend to you, you would want to watch it right? Everyone in my house, that is my Mom and Dad, know very well that at the dinner table my mood is decided by what happens in my serial and if that particular day’s episode was good or not. When the episode goes well, my mood is hyper, but when it does not, I just sit depressed and don’t talk to anyone, and no one even tries to make me talk because they know I won’t.

When you enter class after a two day weekend, you ask your friend, “How was your weekend?” or “What did you do?” But not for me and my friends, coming to school after means, “What do you think will happen next?”
In fact, every word that the teacher tells, makes us remember something related to IPKKND. Every second word that our teacher tells gets a silly smile on our face.
Teacher: Feelings….
My Friends and I: (Smile)
Teacher: Wire Gauge….
My friends and I: (Smile)

It has been nearly 10 months since IPKKND has ended but the magic of IPKKND is still alive like a blazing fire in our hearts. Even today when I sit to study at 6:30 pm, I look at the watch and wait, when I can go on YouTube and watch old IPKKND scenes and re-live all those old memories. Even today I wait for the clock to tick and I keep asking, “Is it time yet?”

Laughing and Crying at the Same Time…

Yesterday night has been a weird one. Yesterday, I started reading the book ‘The Perks Of Being a Wallflower’ by Stephen Chbosky. It is a really nice book and I enjoyed it a lot. However, at night, at around twelve, when my sister was chatting with her friend, I reached the end of the book and I started to cry. It was not awkward because I started to cry, it was just weird because the book has a happy ending and I cried because everything was just so happy. I mean, I wouldn’t say that the language of the book is really amazing and it holds amazing literature value or something but the way it is written is so beautiful that it really touches your heart.
I just sat there, hugging my knees smiling and crying at the same time. Happy at the happy ending and crying… even I don’t know why. My sister sat next to me and tried to console me but even that didn’t work and then after a while I started thinking about the last time I had cried this hard. So hard the my eyes were red. It was at that point that I remembered that the last time I had cried this hard, I was in a similar situation. I had been crying as well as smiling at the same time. It was when my best friend, IPKKND, ended. The whole day of 30th November 2012, I tried to ignore that fact that, that day would be the last episode I’d see, however, at night, when I finally sat to watch the final episode, it struck me, like a hammer on my head, that, this would be the last episode of my best friend. And I cried really hard, so hard that my eyes were red. But during the episode, there were few such moments that were very touching, in a happy way that I was smiling, rather laughing and crying at the same time. Something I didn’t think was possible.

It is a very weird situation to be in, to be happy and sad at the same time, but sometimes, things just touch your heart in such a way that all types of emotions come tumbling out, and when we get confused about what to do, we just cry, cry it all it all out.

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