Ignorance Is Bliss.

I've always been the kind of person who hates being left in the dark. I hate when someone is keeping secrects from me. Unfortunately (for those who are hiding it) I have an uncanny way of somehow finding it out. Sooner or later. I'm sneaky that way... haha.

But I love surprises... only the good kind though.  I love knowing that someone cared enough about me to plan a surprise, something I might like. But that is entirely a different matter.

I believe that sometimes being left in the dark is better.  Not for petty things like who's dating who... etc etc. If someone is hiding that he/she knows you can do better with not knowing about, then I think that it should be kept that way.

For me, at such a situation its a matter of trust. Do I trust the person enough to think that they know what I'd like to know/not know? Because honestly I am the one who has the right to decide what's good or bad for me. But for big decisions one can't ever tell.

Afterall you can't 'unknow' something once you know it. You can't go back and edit, cut or delete. Sad, but true.

Decision Making.

The worse part is not knowing what you want. I'm in that phase of my life where I have no freaking clue where I wanna be in the next few years. No idea of the consequences I might face for choosing what I will. I guess that's the main problem. I guess I'm not taking that step because I'm afraid of what might happen or what people will think. Maybe I should stop caring about what others think. Maybe I should think about what I wanna do and what I want for me. Because in the end I am the one who'll have to face the consequences. I guess its time to finally take that leap of faith.

Reminiscing.

What do I do when I can't get you out of my mind? 
When at every breath I wish I could turn back time. 

Fingers hovering over the keyboard. Wondering if I should text you.
Maybe I should, if just to say goodbye. 

I woke up crying just because you're starring in my dreams now.
Maybe writing it down will help me out somehow.

Hello! So I just wrote this poem today. I was reminiscing all day and finally put my thoughts in order. Hope you like it. Thanks for reading!

Rain. ♡

Drip, Drip goes the sound,
right into your soul. 
Making you feel things
that you've never felt before.

There's just something about rain... it brings unwelcome feelings to the front of the mind. Not bad feelings but not necessarily good either.

Just unwelcome. 

Rain brings a fresh feeling. The sound and smell of rain settling on mud is just so relaxing and calming and overwhelming at the same time.

To some people rain seems gloomy. I agree that it makes you want to sit by the window drinking coffee and reminiscing about past loves but its not always gloomy. To me, rain symbolizes fun times, joyful and carefree moments. Some of my best memories have been made in rain.

Honestly I pity the people who do not enjoy rain. I don't hate them, just pity them for they miss out on all the good things. They refuse to let go and dance and jump in the puddles 'and come on! Who doesn't love dancing in the rain?

Random Clicks - March

So the month of March went by real fast. It was also a very fun month. Half of it was spent baking delicacies. And the other half, stuffing my face with those treats.

Random Clicks Of March

These are really amazing cinnamon buns. My mouth is watering just from the sight of them. Yum. ♡

Also baked some chocolate marble cupcakes. ♡

Just a shot of my carry on. I stayed at my Grandmother's place for half the month soo yeah.

Butterfly! Isn't it beautiful? 

I went to this beautiful flower exhibition in March. It blew me away. And it smelled SOO GOODD! ♡

PS: All pictures taken by me and posted on my personal instagram.
Hope you enjoy!

Be Brave.

Hey you. Yeah you. I've got a message for you. Take a leap of faith. Give it a try. Fulfil that dream. Don't be afraid. Be brave.

Because this life. It's short. Really short. And you get just one chance. One shot. And you don't wanna miss it. Don't wanna waste it on would've beens and what ifs. Some people want to leave their mark on the world. Some want to make this world a better place.  Others just want to be able to stand on their own feet and be independent. Whatever you're dream is. Big or small. It can be achieved. With hardwork and perseverance. With bravery and courage. With faith and belief. One step at a time. Just remember: It's okay to go slow, as long as you don't stop.

Fascination With Words.

Its obvious that I have a fascination with words. But I've never really stopped and thought much about it. When this happened, I realized that whenever I see something beautiful written, be it a poem or a passage from a book, I'm amazed. I'm amazed at the fact that someone somewhere wrote this thinking that its just something simple that they wrote. Something ordinary.  Whereas here I am, marveling at the amazing-ness of it. I guess it's the 'someone's trash is someone's treasure' case.

One of the times when this happened to me was when I was reading 'Why we broke up' by Daniel Handler. That book. *sigh*. It's one of the most peculiar books that I've read. In the good way. It's definitely not everyone's cup of tea. But I fell in love with it. Totally, completely and most of all, blindly, just like the girl in this book falls in love with the wrong guy. One of my favorite quotes from this book...

'I’m a blemished blemish, a ruined ruin, a stained wreck so failed I can’t see what I used to be.'

Another...

'A girl meets a boy, Ed, and everything changes, or so she says. She walks down the street and the storefronts look the same, even as we linger on their flickering reflections. The cars move quickly, slowly, quickly down the block. She gets coffee and says it tastes different, quietly, to herself. The sky looks sad, she says, but she’s not sad. It rains and she sees the boy again. The phone rings—it’s another day, or the same day, who can tell, the girl thinks with her coffee, when the whole world has changed? She gets coffee again, the cars go by, reflected in the window. The world, she thinks, has changed.'

Isn't that the truest thing, ever?

People who can express themselves through words are soo lucky. I just get stuck. People have asked me to review books and I just think how will I be able to explain how much I love 'The Fault In Our Stars'? Or how drastically 'The Book Thief' changed me? Or how 'The Clockwork Princess' made me shed buckets of tears? in just a couple of words? A few paragraphs is the limit given to me to convince someone to give this book a chance. Impossible is what I think. I still attempt it sometimes cause never give up yeah?


As always thanks for reading my ramblings.